Teen Male / Female

Sydney

Although it seems far into the story, this is part one. If anyone is interested in how the story began/prequels i would be happy to oblige

Family Hot Tub

Family Hot Tub
My parents recently invested in a hot tub for our family. It was setup in our back yard on the patio. Mom told my sister and I that she had heard that it is better for the filter in the hot tub if no clothing was worn in the tub, not even a bathing suit. Sounded like bullshit to me but my mom was adamant about it. My family was never one to be open about nudity in and around our house. I hadn’t seen my sister naked since we were little and it had been quite a while since I had seen my mom naked, not that I hadn’t tried. My sister and I were pretty upset over my moms decision that we were to go naked if we wanted to use the hot tub but when mom makes up her mind there is no changing it.
My mom is only 37 and dad is 38, she and dad had started having babies when they were very young but stopped after my sister was born although they still have lots of sex. My sister just turned 18 and I am 19. My mom is pretty hot, has big tits and not an ounce of fat on her anywhere. My dad is pretty fit too. My sister is basically just a younger version of mom and they have been mistaken as being sisters pretty often lately.
My dad had the new hot tub fired up and mom was all excited to get us all together for our first soak in the new tub. She and dad told us to go get undressed and meet them in the tub so my sister and I left them to go to our rooms to strip down. A few minutes later I came out of my room naked and a little nervous about my sister seeing me naked for the first time in years. Just as I entered the hallway my sisters door opened and there she stood except she had, unlike me, a towel wrapped around her body. We just stood there for a few seconds looking at each other. I then noticed my sister’s eyes were looking straight at my exposed cock. That did it for me and my dick started to grow getting hard pretty quickly. She giggled a little and I told her to shut up and if we were going to be naked in the tub she might as well lose the towel now. She thought about it for a few seconds and slipped her towel off exposing her naked body to my eyes. This only made my hard cock get even harder. She was HOT! She did a little spin before me and giggled some more at my hardon. Then she turned and started down the hall with me following her to go join our parents in the hot tub.
We walked out of the back door of the house and out onto the patio. The scene that greeted our eyes as we did made us stop dead in our tracks. Dad was sitting up on the edge of the tub and was holding moms head in his lap as she was giving him a blowjob! Just about that time dad groaned and pulled mom off his dick and suddenly started spraying his cum all over moms face and tits. Squirt after squirt sprayed from his dick all over moms face and into her mouth and down on her tits. Dad turned his head and looked at us standing there naked watching them. He nodded to mom to look over and she turned her cum soaked face and saw us and started laughing. She just said “Oops!” and then started to lick the dripping cum from the end of dad’s dick. Then she started scooping up the cum off her tits and licking it off her hands.
She told my sister and me that she hadn’t really intended that we see that but that we were old enough now to understand and she knew that both of us were sexually active so this should be nothing too shocking for us. Mom stood up in the center of the tub and dad slid off the edge and stood with her and took her in his arms and they started kissing. Dad eased mom back so that she was now sitting on the edge of the tub. He then started kissing his way down her body, stopping to lick and suck her cum coated nipples for a while before continuing on down her body until his face was between her thighs. My sister and I had moved up next to the tub and were just standing there on either side of mom watching the sexy scene going on in front of us. We could see dad’s tongue working over moms’ shaved pussy.
As my sister and I watched, I started to jack my cock and sis had her hand in her pussy rubbing it. About that time dad started to pull his face away from mom’s pussy and stood up in the tub with his hard dick sticking out in front of him. Mom grabbed dad’s dick and started to guide it toward her pussy. Dad’s dick slowly split mom’s pussy lips and eased inside until it was buried to the hilt. Dad then started to thrust his hips back and forth as he fucked mom hard. Mom had her head back and her eyes closed and a moan was coming from deep in her throat. As dad fucked her, mom’s huge tits were flopping all around.
Sis and I had decided to climb in the tub with mom and dad as they continued to fuck. Sis sat on the edge of the tub next to mom and I stood next to dad. Sis was furiously rubbing her clit and I was stroking my cock hard and fast. Soon dad was on the verge of cumming and mom was thrashing around as she was having an orgasm. Then dad pulled his dick from mom’s pussy and started to shoot his load all over mom’s tits. Then sis started cumming and squirted a big gush of her juice out, some of it hitting dad in the chest. Seeing all this did it for me and I started shooting my load and it hit mom right in the face. Mom opened her mouth and a big stream of my cum covered her tongue. The next stream hit her in the forehead and up into her hair. Mom then leaned forward and sucked dad’s dick into her mouth and licked up the last of his cum, then she pulled off dad’s dick and grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth and then she started to lick the cum from my it. Dad turned his attention to sis and dropped down between her thighs and started to lick the juice from her thighs and pussy.
Mom had my cock in her hand and it was still rock hard but my legs were wobbly so I started to sit down in the tub. Mom kept hold of me and followed me as I sat down and she straddled my thighs and guided my cock to her pussy and slid down on it. Sis and stood in the tub and bent over and dad was behind her and he was feeding his dick into her pussy. Mom was riding my cock up and down while I reached around her and had one hand full of her tit and the other hand rubbing her clit. Dad was slamming his dick in and out of his daughter’s pussy as he reached under and had his hands full of her tits. Moans and groans and heavy breathing sounds filled the air. Soon we were all cumming at the same time, me in mom and dad in sis.
A few minutes later we were all sitting in the hot swirling water, sweating and huffing and puffing as we relaxed. Seems like this hot tub was a pretty good investment…

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MOTHER

If you don’t like Mother Son sex don’t read this, I don’t want to hear how sick you think it is.
MOTHER’S SEX DRIVE ALMOST LOST SON
My name is Nancy Sue and this is a story how my craving for sex almost cost me my son.
CHAPTER ONE
I met Charlie when I was sixteen. We were sophomores in high school and we started dating. I had never had sex with anyone prior to him. The first time was terrible for me. He had a very large cock and he hurt me pretty bad when he broke my maiden/head. I bled all over his car seat and I cried for quite awhile after word. He told me it would be a lot better the second time and it was.
The second time we were at my house and my mother and father were still at work. We began to kiss and he fondled, kissed and sucked my size 36c breasts. I found that when he tweaked my nipples they would pop out like a nipple on a baby bottle. My nipples were for some reason very large. It really turned me on when he sucked them. My pussy was getting very wet as he continued to fondle my tits and suck my nipples, but when he put his head between my legs and licked my pussy I thought I would die. I came so hard and fast when he slid his tongue up and down my slit and I got goose bumps up and down my arms, legs and ass as his tongue caressed my clit. I came three times in a row and my ass was jumping all over the bed as he sucked my clit and plunged his tongue deep into my vagina. He started finger fucking me and I came again.
He spread my legs and entered me with his big cock. I sucked in my breath and gritted my teeth in anticipation of the pain I had experience the first time. To my surprise and I guess because I was so wet he slid in without any pain. His cock spread my almost virgin lips and he shoved about five inches of his cock into me and began to move his cock in and out of my hole. I could not believe how good it felt in contrast to the pain I had the first time. After about a minute he plunged the remaining three inches deep inside my pussy and I came again. After about four minutes I felt something hot shoot deep inside me and I heard him grunt and moan and new he had cum inside me. That feeling made me enjoy another climax. Within five or six minutes he fucked me again and this time it lasted almost ten minutes. I could not believe how many times Charlie made me cum and I new right then I was hooked on sex for life.
Charlie had an insatiable appetite for sex. We fucked all the time, before school, at lunchtime and after school. He could make me cum in a matter of minutes. For the next year my pussy was in a constant state of arousal. It seemed I was wet all the time and just looking at him would start my juices flowing. In my senior year I got pregnant and we were married. I was seventeen and he was eighteen. We got us a one bedroom apartment and moved in together. I worked part time as a waitress and Charlie worked part time in a print shop until we graduated.
We fucked almost every day but as my belly grew he began to take me from the back. In the morning he would slip his wonderful cock between my legs and fuck me. At night he would fuck me doggy style bent over the sofa, a table or the kitchen sink. I learned to really like it that way. We fucked all the time right up to when the baby was born.
Our baby was a beautiful baby boy, twenty two inches long and weighed seven and a half pounds. We named him Peter. I new he was going to be a big kid when he grew up as Charlie was six two and one hundred ninety five pounds. I was five eight and weighed one hundred twenty five pounds with flaming red hair and my pussy hairs when I let them grow were red also. Charlie was a blond.
For the next ten years everything went perfectly until I got pregnant again, however she died at birth. They said it had to do with the cord strangling her. We were very sad for quite awhile. To help us forget we started going out a lot. We hired a fourteen year old neighbor to baby sit. She was a cute little thing, only five foot two but you could tell she was going to have nice sized tits like her mom who was about a 38d.
About six months after the baby died I came home from work and found the police were at out apartment. When I went inside I found Charlie hand cuffed and sitting on the sofa. The fourteen year olds mother was screaming at him, “You rotten son of a bitch” she yelled. I asked what is going on, why is Charlie hand cuffed like that? The girls mother with her huge tits heaving up down screamed, “I tell you what’s going on, that dirty Son of a Bitch of a husband of yours has been fucking my daughter and got her pregnant that’s what.” I was numb and could not think straight. Finally I looked at Charlie and he whispered, “I’m so sorry Nancy Sue” and lowered his head. It turned out that Charlie had been fucking her for a couple of years, all through my second pregnancy. He never neglected me so I never suspected. We had fucked all during my second pregnancy just like before from behind. Charlie got ten years and had to register as a sex offender. I got a divorce.
CHAPTER TWO
Peter began to sulk a lot. I new he missed his dad and sometimes I would hear him crying late at night. I started letting him sleep with me and he seemed to snap out of it. Everything was just fine for the next two years. I tried dating a few guys but none of them could hold a candle to Charlie. He had spoiled me as to what a really good lover should be. I finally just quit dating. I bought a dildo and when I couldn’t stand it any more I would fuck myself with it, which was quite often.
About four months after Peter turned twelve, I woke up one morning about five thirty. Peter was bunched up behind my back and I could feel his cock between my legs and the tip against my pussy. I didn’t have any underwear on under my night gown and the gown had risen up above my thighs. I started to scoot away and in so doing it caused my butt to push back and his cock slid about two inches into my pussy. I was afraid to move. Peter suddenly pushed his ass forward and his cock slid all the way in about four inches. God I felt so guilty but at the same time thrilled at the feeling of a warm cock inside me.
I just laid there with Peters cock inside me. He didn’t move so I new he was sound asleep. Without even thinking about it my pussy tightened down on his cock and started milking it. I thought my god what am I doing. My ex husband went to jail for fucking a minor and here I am with my sons cock buried in my pussy. I could not stop the excitement that I felt with his cock in there. I came and my body shook as the climax came. I couldn’t control myself. I started moving my ass back and forth causing his cock to go in and out of my pussy. I continued moving him in and out of me very slowly. I came again and I could feel my juices flood over his cock. I continued for close to half and hour sliding his cock in and out of me. When I came again it must have triggered something because Peter moaned and I froze. Then I felt his cock spurting his love juices up inside my love hole. I pulled away from his cock and got up and went into the bathroom. I quickly douched myself to make sure I didn’t get pregnant. I was wrought with guilt but yet I felt satisfied for the first time in a long time.
When I got back into bed I lifted the covers and took a good look at my son. He still had a hard on and I could see his cock was about four inches long. He was built like his father, long and naturally muscular. He was almost five feet tall. I slid back into bed and after a long time I fell asleep. I woke up about eight. It was Saturday and I didn’t have to got work or get Peter off to school. I couldn’t believe it Peters cock was back inside my pussy, and this time he was pushing his cock in and out of me. I reached back and grabbed his ass and said “Peter what do you think you are doing? “I’m sorry Mom, when I woke up I felt my dick inside you and could not help it. It felt so good that I just started pushing in and out of you.
Well you have to stop. You can’t be fucking your mother. It’s called incest and besides it’s against the law. I started to scoot away from him but he grabbed me around the waist and began shoving his cock in and out of me as fast as his butt could go. It took only a few strokes and I felt him cum inside me. In spite of myself the feeling of his hot cum shooting inside me cause me to climax. My ass quivered and I moaned. “See, you liked it, didn’t you,” He said. I couldn’t say anything; I just laid there with tears running down my cheeks.
Peters hard on did not go down and he began to fuck me again. My pussy was already hot from cumming and I began to push back at him. I closed my eyes and thought of all the wonderful times his father had fucked me like this. Peter lasted a long time this time and made me cum several times before he shot a load of cum into my belly. I rolled over and gave him a long kiss. I didn’t dare use my tongue. I got up and took another douche. I took a birth control pill I still had from when I was dating.
I still had my gown on so I went into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. I was cleaning up the left over desert dishes thinking, “We can’t be doing this, and I’ve got to nip this in the bud.” Peter came up behind me and lifted my gown; he had another hard on and tried to bend me over the sink so he could drive his cock into me. I was too tall for him and his cock could only reach my ass cheeks. I couldn’t believe myself. I squatted down and let him drive his cock back inside me. I stood there while he pounded my pussy with his cock. I said to myself, so much for nipping this is the bud. He fucked me like that for about twenty minutes before cumming. I of course came several times.
For the rest of the day that kid kept cumming back for more. He fucked me a total of eight times. About once every two hours. I thought christ he is just like his dad. . I new it was a sin but also knew I was powerless to stop him because I like being fucked by him.
He never once touched my tits or kissed me. I thought I had better change that if I was going to continue letting him fuck me.
The next morning it started the same way as Saturday. I woke up bout six with his cock inside me. I reached around and took his hand and pulled it around me placing it on my breast. He got the idea right away and began to fondle them. Taking my nipple between his fingers he began pinching and kneading it. As usual it caused my nipple to pop out. I pulled away from him and turned on my back. I pushed his head down to my breast and he took my nipple into his mouth and started sucking. I opened my legs and he got on top of me and for the first time began to fuck me in the missionary style. What a lover at twelve years old. His instincts were perfect, just like his Dad. He fucked me twice without loosing a hard on. My pussy was secreting so much juice that the sheets were soaping wet.
For the next two years all we did was eat and fuck. He was growing like a weed and by his fourteenth birthday he was my height 5’8” and weighed a hundred and forty five pounds. His cock had grown to just over six inches. I taught him to eat pussy and even let him fuck me in the ass. He even surpassed his father as to the number of times he could fuck me in a day. His Dad had made nine trips to my honey hole while in his teens, but Peter on his fourteenth birthday fucked me eleven times. It amazes me how my pussy can secrete so much liquid without going dry.
Over the next two years he grew even bigger, and by the time he was sixteen he was 6’1” and weighed 180 lbs. His cock was over seven inches and the bigger it got the more I wanted it. He had not slowed up at all. We always made love before breakfast. At night after I had showered I would give him a blow job and then we would fuck. I was in seventh heaven.
Suddenly things began to change. He had joined the basketball team and was spending a lot of time with his teammates. He was going out a lot and I knew he had fucked a few of the girls at school. I never made a fuss, I just told him not to ruin his life by getting them pregnant. We still fucked almost every morning like when I was pregnant but many nights he came home late and just fell asleep. I loved going to the games to watch him play. He was very good and usually scored the most points on the team.
One night Peter told me to cool it and not show so much affection for him around the guys. He said the guys were telling him it was not natural for a mother to be so affectionate. I realized I was hugging and kissing him a lot after the games just like a girl friend would. It was hard because I loved him so.
Finally one night at dinner he said, “Mom we can’t do this anymore. One of my friends asked me point blank if I was fucking you. I said of course not, what a stupid thing to say. I said I’m sorry Peter we will just have to be more careful when your friends are around. No Mom I think we should stop all together. It’s not natural. I think we should move to a two bedroom apt where I can have my own room. I was flabbergasted. I didn’t know what to say. My heart felt like lead. He said I need to start sleeping on the couch until we get another place.
I said why Peter, we have been so happy together for so long. Why have you changed? “I’m tired of the weird looks I get from the other kids and the innuendos about us. I know we have been living in sin and it’s against the law. I don’t want someone to find out and send you to jail.” I’ve never had a better lover than you Mom and I love fucking you but this has to stop. I’ve made up my mind so I don’t want to talk about it any more. I cried most of the night.
A few night s later I came home after having a few drinks with the girls. Peter was asleep on the couch and his covers were on the floor. I could see his beautiful cock peeking through his pajamas. I pulled it out and began to suck. It took hardly a minute before he was hard. I took off my panties and straddled him. I squatted down and let that magnificent prick enter my pussy. I began moving up and down his cock. Peter began to moan and thrust back. He woke up as he shot his hot sticky cum up into my cunt. “I told you this has to stop” as he pushed me off him. I’m sorry Peter, I couldn’t help myself, when I saw your beautiful cock I couldn’t stop myself. “Well we have to stop. You need to learn discipline. I know it’s hard but we have to try,” Said Peter.
For the next year it was a constant fight. I started drinking and every time I got a little drunk I would try to fuck him. Most of time I succeeded because whenever I got him hard he would get filled with desire and he would fuck me hard. A couple of times he ended up fucking me two or three times before the night was over. It was then just like it use to be. Then his conscience would get the better of him and we would start fighting again.
CHAPTER THREE
We had not fucked in about three months. I came home from a going away party for one of the girls at work. Peter was sound asleep on the couch and had a hard on. I couldn’t resist. I took off my cloths and sat down on his cock and began to slide it up and down my pussy walls. He woke up and tried to push me off him. I leaned forward and put my arms around his waist and began to drive my pussy up and down his cock. I was in frenzy; I couldn’t stop thrusting up and down the pole of his. I was cumming every minute or two.
He began to thrust back and we fucked like that for about thirty minutes. I couldn’t stop cumming, even after I felt him shoot his wonderful sperm deep inside my womb. I must have cum at least three times after we had stopped thrusting.
Mom we have to find a way to stop or I am going to have to move out. I started crying and I told him I was sorry but seeing you’re hard on made me crazy.
Two weeks later Peter told me he was going to the movies Saturday night with Bob and Gene. Saturday about five thirty I was in the kitchen getting dinner ready when Peter came in and asked me if I wanted a drink before dinner. I told him that would be nice. He said why don’t you get into something comfortable while I make your drink since I will be out late. He fixed me bourbon on the rocks and got himself a coke. I put on my gown and light bathrobe. We made small talk while I was fixing a salad and the rest of dinner. I closed my eyes and thought how nice it would be if Peter grabbed me and fucked me from behind. Peter brought me out of my wishful thinking by asking if I wanted another drink. I was beginning to feel the other two and I told him why not. By the time dinner was ready at six I was feeling pretty good. Peter opened a bottle of wine and we drank the whole bottle. I didn’t realize Peter only had one glass full. A little after seven Peters friend Bob showed up. He was good looking in a rugged sort of way. He was a couple of inches taller than my son and out weighed him by at least twenty pounds. They were playing music waiting for Gene to show up. About seven thirty the phone rang and I told Peter it was Gene. After a few minutes of talking Peter hung up and said Gene’s car wont start. Can I use your car to go over a give him a jump. I said I guess that would be alright. I reminded him he only had a earners permit and he needed to be back before dark.
Peter Told Bob to wait here and keep me company and he would be back soon. Shortly after they left a beautiful slow song came on called Blue Moon. Bob asked me if I would like to dance. I was pretty woozy but I had not danced in a very long time, not since my EX. He took me in his arms and I noticed how strong he was. He was a good dancer and we glided around the room. I realized that somehow my robe had come apart and I felt his hard dick pressing between my thighs. It felt so good that I spread my legs a little to better feel his cock.
He spun me around so that my ass was against his cock. He put both arms round me and began to squeeze my breasts. His hands were strong but gentle. He slid his hand down the front of my gown and his fingers began to knead my left nipple. I knew I should not be doing this with a friend of Peter but it felt so good I was powerless to stop him.
He turned me back around and as he did his hand slipped between my legs. His finger began exploring my pussy through my thin gown. I put my arms around his neck as he lifted my gown and shoved two fingers up my pussy opening. My legs became so weak I could hardly stand, I think I would have collapsed to the floor if I hadn’t had my arms around his neck. I felt his fingers rub my clitoris and I heard myself moan. He was gently finger fucking me and pussy responded by giving me a wonderful climax.
I felt his cock slide between my legs and he began to very slowly dry fuck me. My head was spinning as his mouth found my left breast and he started sucking my nipple. At first he was very gentle but soon was squeezing, biting and sucking it. I felt myself being lowered onto the couch and I looked down and saw his huge cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches and as big around as my wrist. I lifted my knees and spread my legs as wide as I could because I wanted that beautiful cock inside me. I watched with fascination as that big cock began to slide into my pussy. I sucked in my breath as it started stretching my lips further and further apart. He slowly began to move in and out of me adding an inch at a time. It seemed like it took forever before the whole thing was in me.
I had never had my pussy as full of hot meat as I had at that moment. He began to move in and out of me, lifting his cock each time to the very tip before re-entering me. For a split second I fainted it felt so good. He began to increase his speed and I was cumming like a machine. I don’t know how long he fucked me like that but it seemed like a long time. My foggy brain couldn’t tell. I just knew I couldn’t stop cumming. He lifted my legs high, spreading them as wide as I could get them and began to slam that huge hunk of wonderful meat deep in my vagina. He would hit my cervix about every other stroke. He grabbed my ass pulling me tight against his abdomen. I felt him explode his hot sperm directly into my cervix. The feeling cause me to climax several times as I felt that hot liquid continue to squirt inside my pussy.
After a short time he lifted me up and carried me into the bedroom, removing my clothes. He undressed and his semi hard cock hung there like a trophy. He got into bed and began to caress my titties. He kissed me and entered my mouth with his tongue. We explored each others mouth in a passionate kiss. He slid down and took my right breast into his mouth and sucked.
My pussy was a ragging furnace as he slid further down placing his head between my legs. I came all over his tongue as he slid it up and down my slit. When he started sucking my clit my ass came up off the bed and I jammed my pussy into his mouth. He inserted his fingers into my vagina and preceded to finger fuck me as he sucked my clit.
My ass was jumping all over the place as the electricity of my climax’s continued. I heard my self screaming “OH GOD, OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME I CAN’T STOP CUMING. Oh shit yes, uuuuhhhhhhhhg. As I came again. The cum was running out of my pussy like it had a fire hose up there. We fucked I know for close to and hour before he came deep inside me and when he did I fainted.
I looked at the clock as I felt Bobby turn me around. It was 1:15 in the morning. He spread my legs and inserted his cock back into my cum filled cunt. He shoved my legs over my head until I my feet were touching the bed. He placed his feet above the head board on the wall and began to pile drive his cock into me. Just then my bedroom door was flung open and the lights were turned on. There stood my son; his eyes were filled with hate as he looked at his Mother being ravaged by his friend. Bobby wouldn’t quit as. I struggled to get up. I screamed Peter, please. I never got another word out before he slammed the door and left. I tried to get up but Bobby kept up a steady pounding of my pussy. I couldn’t help myself, I started responding to him and I shoved my pussy as best I could up to meet his downward thrust. I was cumming again as if it was a brand new day.
When he came again I was near exhaustion. I got up and went to the toilet. Bobby’s cum came pouring out of my very swollen pussy. I staggered back to bed and fell asleep immediately. When I woke up Bobby was sitting on my bed with a tray. It had coffee and a sweet roll. When I was finished I got up and took a long hot shower. Just as I was finishing Bobby stepped into the shower with me. He soaped me all over again. I washed his cock and he began to get hard again as I rubbed the soap over it. He bent me over and shoved his huge cock up into my vagina. It was still all swollen and it felt tighter than ever.
He turned me around and re-inserted his cock. I threw my legs around his waist and we stepped out of the shower with his cock deep inside me. I took a towel and dried us both off as well as I could. We walked to the closet and I took a clean sheet and threw it onto the bed covering last night’s cum. He sat down on the end of the bed with his feet dangling over, his cock still deeply imbedded in my swollen vagina. He leaned forward and pulled my face down and kissed me. Suddenly I felt something oily being shoved in my ass. I looked in the mirror and there stood this huge young black boy. He had a very huge cock much bigger than the one inside me by quite a bit. It had to be at least a foot long. Not as big around as the one inside me but close. He jammed that huge thing up my ass and the pain was more painful than anything I had ever experienced. I found out later that he split my ass hole wide open causing me to bleed. He never seemed to notice. He was plunging that huge pole of his in and out of my ass. I was stretched to the max with those two huge cocks inside me. I was crying the pain was so bad.
Just as I thought nothing more could happen to me I felt a cock shoved into my mouth. I opened my eyes and there stood another boy about the same age as Bobby. He began shoving a six inch cock in and out of my mouth. He came within a minute or two. Almost before I could finish swallowing his cum another cock was jammed into my mouth. This one was about six and a half inches and bigger around than the last cock. He lasted much longer, as he was jamming his dick in and out of my mouth. I felt the back man shoot a heavy load of cum into the bowels of my ass. When he pulled out of my ass there was so much relief that I came as I felt Bobby shoot a hot load into my pussy. Before Bobby pulled out of me I felt another cock go up my ass.
As I finally looked around I could see there were six young men. I recognized them as Peter’s basketball team. Bobby stood up and his cock slipped out of my cunt. I hardly had a moment of reprieve when the black young man shoved his massive cock up my pussy, stretching it even more. The young man with his cock in my mouth exploded his cream into my mouth. He must not of had any sex for awhile because I almost drowned from the mount of cum he shot down my throat.
For the next nine hours those six young men rotated fucking me in every hole I had. Often all three holes at the same time, but later in the afternoon they slowed down and just fucked me one at a time. Each young man picked what hole he liked to fuck .I passed out twice. I would go from ecstasy to pain back to ecstasy. I was completely humiliated. Finally about seven in the evening they left.
As Bobby left he whispered in my ear “Were really sorry we had to do this to you but we all decided that the only way you would ever stop fucking your son was to do something drastic to get your attention. We will come back if you don’t stop. I must tell you that you are the best fuck I have ever had, and I thank Peter for it.
PROLOG:
I immediately took Peter out of school. We moved to Northern California where no one new us. I took another job. I could have brought charges against the six for rape but the humiliation I would have been subjected too was to much for me to bare if the whole story come out and knowing Peter had asked them to do it made me finally realize what I had done to him. It is now ten years later and things are a lot better between Peter and I. but It took a long time to heal the hurt each inflicted on the other.
Peter is happily married and has two wonderful kids. I get along with his wife very well although once in awhile I envy her. I got remarried to a wonderful man. He is not as good a lover as Peter or my Ex but he makes a good living and he worships me. He fucks me often enough so I don’t have think about what I had. I have grown to love him very much.
I found out Charlie was released after six years. Guess who was waiting for him at the gate. Yes, it was the fourteen year old baby sitter that was now twenty. They got married and have two kids and another on the way. I didn’t blame her. She new a good thing when she had it.
Would I do it again if I had a second chance? You bet your sweet ass I would as long as it wouldn’ cause me to lose my son. Between Charlie and my son Peter a women could not ask to be fucked and loved any better.
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Caught in the rain

My name is Jeff. I am eighteen-years-old, and I wanted to share with you the story that changed my life forever; when my Mom and I became lovers.
One weekend, my dad, my mom and my twin sister Beth, were working on a big landscaping project in the backyard. We had done a lot of digging and excavating and the day was hot and muggy. We were almost finished with the digging when Dad sent me and Mom to the Home Depot to pick up the supplies we ordered for the job. Dad agreed to stay and finish up with the help of my sister.
Mom and I jumped in my ’68 Ventura station wagon that I had tricked out, and took off. We live out in the boonies a little bit and the home center was a good 20 miles away. As we traveled down the highway, we noticed that storm clouds were building off on the horizon and Mom remarked that she hoped we could beat the storm.
I have to back up a bit and describe my family here. My Dad is a big lumberjack of a man. He was a lineman in college and met my mother who was a track athlete. Mom is 5’7” and built like a brick shithouse. She has light brown hair and green eyes with a knockout smile. She had some breastwork done and she competes in fitness competitions even at the age of 37. She has about two ounces of body fat. My sister and I are both tall and athletic and neither of us has ever had problems attracting the opposite sex.
Back to the story. We made good time to the home center and picked up the trailer that was already loaded and ready to go. Dad is a big contractor in town and the home center gives him lots of perks. Every guy that walked by took a double take at my mom as she stood at the counter paying for the load. She was wearing denim cutoffs and a tank top and I just shook my head at the guys as they stared, letting them know I was irritated. I never looked at my mom sexually. I knew she was hot, but she was my mom.
We pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home, not thinking to cover the load we were hauling, and by this time the skies were really turning black. Mom called ahead to tell Dad about the weather, and he let her know in no uncertain terms that he didn’t want any of the bags of concrete ruined. I stepped on the gas as we headed out of town.
As the first few drops of rain hit the windshield I told Mom that we needed to find someplace to duck out of the rain until it passed over. A mile further down the road I turned down a dirt road and headed into an apple grove.
This is the Ritter’s property. Where are we going” my mom asked.
There is an old barn where we can pull the trailer into.” I told her.
I don’t even want to know how you know about this place,” she laughed.
The rain was falling pretty steady when I pulled up to a gate in the grove. Mom, get out and open the gate and then shut it after I pull through.”
I guess this means I’m getting wet.”
We both will be soon enough.” I answered.
I pulled through the gate and waited for mom to shut it and climb back into the car. She was soaked. Shit! We gotta hustle.” I groaned, and drove down a little path that led to a small barn. We both jumped out and opened the bay doors to the building. I was drenched in 30 seconds. There was a tractor parked right in the middle of the barn, which made it necessary for me to back the trailer into the barn. This left the front of the station wagon sticking out into the rain, but at least the trailer was out of the weather. I jumped out of the car and ran into the barn where Mom was examining the contents of the trailer.
We might lose the top two bags of concrete.” She said. Everything else looks okay.”
I looked out at the rain, which by now was coming down in sheets. This was going to be one of those 3 or 4 hour storms. Mom called Dad and told him where we were. I could hear him yelling as she hung up the phone and walked over to me. She looked out at the weather.
Stranded.”
It appears so.”
Good in a way. Your father is pissed. We should have covered the load according to him. He’ll be cooled off by the time we get home.”
The storm had dropped the temperature and the wind had kicked up. I looked over at Mom and noticed that she was shivering. I couldn’t help but notice her hardened nipples sticking out through her sheer bra and tank top.
Your headlights are on.” I joked.
Easy fresh guy, I’m freezing to death. I wish I had worn a work shirt.”
I moved around behind her and put my arms around her. My arms were crossed just below her breasts and I pulled her back against me in an effort to shield her as best I could.
This should help a little.” I said.
Such a gentleman I raised. That helps a bunch. Thanks honey.”
She crossed her arms over mine and we leaned against the side of the car watching the rain come down.
I don’t know how long we stayed like that before I became aware of the warmth of my mother’s body against me. I also became aware of her ass pressed against my crotch and the feel of her breasts against my arms. It all kind of happened at the same time. My chin rested against the top of her ear, and I suddenly began to notice the smell of her body. I felt my cock begin to stiffen a little, and I shifted around a bit to get my crotch away from her ass. This also caused me to move my head to the other side of hers.
Mom was oblivious and snuggled back into me again.
Quit moving honey, I’m just warming up.”
I tried to think about anything and everything to keep my mind off my growing cock, but it was not much help. The heat of her body and the musk of her smell were making me crazy.
After a few minutes of silence, Mom let out a sigh and shifted ever so slightly against me. Maybe it was my imagination playing tricks on my lust filled mind, but it seemed as if the pressure of her ass against me increased ever so slightly. She shifted again a few minutes later and her hips moved just a fraction across my groin. Every minute or so, she would shift weight on her feet and rub her ass against my now rock-hard dick. This shifting, intentional or otherwise, went on for several minutes.
My lips were so close to my mom’s ear that it was all I could do to not start nibbling on it. Mom shifted again, and at the same time I noticed that her breathing had changed. It was a little faster and deeper.
I was about to pull away when she pulled my arms up closer under her breasts and squeezed them against her.
This feels nice.” She said huskily. It’s been a long time since I had a pair of strong arms around me. Don’t let go.”
How long you need me to keep you warm Mom” My lips brushed against her ear as I spoke into it.
At least until the rain stops,” she sighed and her head dropped back against my chest. She was deliberate this time as she rubbed her ass against my painfully hard cock.
There were no more pretenses on my part either, as I started to nibble on her ear and whispered back. Let’s hope it rains a while.”
She groaned as I moved my hands up to massage her beautiful firm breasts from behind.
God honey, what are you doing to me”
I took my mouth off of her neck, where I had been raking it with my teeth; long enough to reply back to her.
Keeping you warm.”
I was really working her over with my mouth as I nibbled and licked her neck, shoulder and ear. I had moved one of my hands up under her tank top and was squeezing her tits through her bra.
Noooooo!”
She reached for my other hand, which I was working down to the crotch of her shorts. She was strong, but her resolve was fading quickly. Even as she strained to keep my hand away from her holiest of holies, she continued to rub her ass against me. She couldn’t stop me from grabbing her crotch and pulling her back against me as I ground my hard-on into her ass.
Oh shit, baby, please, we shouldn’t, God, you feel so good!”
Mom was mumbling and had placed her hands against my legs. Suddenly, I spun her around and grabbing the back of her head with one hand and her ass with the other, I pulled her into me for a long, violent, kiss. There was no hesitation on her part and our mouths mashed against each other so hard I tasted blood. I wasn’t sure whose it was, but I didn’t really care.
Mom pushed away from me and looked up into my eyes. The look in hers was something I had never seen before, not even in the girls I had fucked in the past. It was like one of those nature shows where the lion is looking at the antelope.
I want you son! I want you so bad. I need you so bad”
Wait here.” I stepped out into the rain and opened up the back door to the station wagon. I reached behind the seat and grabbed a blanket that I kept there. My mom wouldn’t be the first girl I had fucked in this barn.
I stepped back into the barn and grabbed Mom’s hand. I led her past the tractor to what used to be a horse stall. It had a couple of crates in it, but the floor was carpeted with an ample amount of hay. It was pretty fresh, because I had put it there just a couple of weeks earlier. I spread the blanket out and turned towards my mother, who, up to this time, hadn’t said a word.
I pulled her to me in a long soft embrace. I want you too.” I said. I want you to feel how much I want you.”
I peeled my shirt off and threw it to the side, and with our eyes locked on each other’s, I took her shirt and bra off. I stared at her gorgeous tits for about one second before I lowered my mouth over her left nipple and began to work it with my tongue.
Mom melted into my arms. OH GOD! BABY, Ooooooh Goddddd!”
I felt my mom’s hand move down to my crotch and she began to squeeze my cock through my shorts. She was moaning almost non-stop as she worked her hand past the elastic band of my shorts and boxers. When her hand came in contact with my cock I almost came right then.
Holy Shit Honey, you’re thick!” she moaned. Did you stick a tree in here”
My cock wasn’t the longest in the world, only about 7 inches or so. But it was thick. The guys on my football team called me a fire hydrant when I first started showering after practices. Now my sexy mother’s hand was doing its best to wrap around it.
I switched sides and began sucking on her other tit as I worked at unbuttoning and unzipping moms cutoffs. The harder I bit her nipples the harder she jacked my dick.
I got down on my knees and using both hands worked her shorts down and off her hips. I then eased them down her legs and she obligingly stepped out of them.
I was now staring face to face with her flat tummy and beautifully shaved snatch.
God you’re hot! You’re so fucking sexy! I’m gonna fuck you for days!”
I stood back up and it was her turn to pull my shorts off. She slid down my legs and rubbed her face into my crotch.
I wish we weren’t so dirty, baby. I want to feel you in my mouth so bad.” She yanked my shorts down and my dick popped out and hit her in the face.
I was so turned on staring down at my mother. Her body was perfect, flawless. Every guy in the gym wanted to fuck my mom, and now here I was getting ready to do what so many men fantasized about. She was working my cock with both of her hands and staring up at me.
Fuck me baby. Come down here and make love to me.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice. I knelt down next to her and pulled her to me again in another long deep kiss. Just kissing her was making me crazy. She sucked on my lips and bit them. Her tongue did things inside my mouth that no one had ever done before. I pushed her back on to the blanket and lay on top of her. I stuck my hand down into her snatch and slowly rubbed her clit with my finger. She was so wet she was dripping and she bucked up against my hand.
Fuck me honey, please, just fuck me! I can’t take it anymore. God I want you!”
I positioned myself between her spread legs and brought my cock up against her cunt. I placed the tip of it inside her and began to slowly shove it in.
Ooohhhhhh Fucckkk mmeeee!” she cried out. You’re gonna’ split me in twooooo!”
I had my cock about halfway into her and it was all I could do to keep from shooting my load. God Mom, you’re tight!” I pulled my dick out a little and slowly sank it back into her. Unnghh, God, oh shiittt! You’re gonna kill me with.., that.., thing.., but don’t stoppppleasedon’t stoppp!”
I pulled out again, and with one final shove buried my cock all the way into my mother’s hot cunt. She let out a squeal and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head. I think she was having an orgasm. Her mouth stayed open but nothing came out. I lowered my mouth over hers and just lashed away at the inside of her mouth with my tongue.
I raised myself up on my elbows and looked down at her. You okay Mom”
She pulled me back down to her and began nibbling on my earlobe. You have the fattest cock I’ve ever felt son, she moaned. Go slow, and make love to me until the rain stops.”
We started out slow. I slowly thrust in and out of her, gyrating my hips as I did. Mom arched her back and thrust up against me. Her nails dug into my back. I lowered my head and took first one and then the other of her tits into my mouth. We were sweaty and sticky as we rolled around on the blanket. We couldn’t get enough of each other’s kisses. The pace began to quicken and it wasn’t long before I was pounding my stiff rod in and out of Mom’s quim. She was practically screaming as I slammed away. She was arching her back so high the only thing touching the blanket was her shoulders and the heels of her feet.
I couldn’t take any more though and I felt that familiar burning sensation in my balls start to build.
I’m gonna come Mom!” Oh shit baby, I’m gonna come!”
Mom grabbed hold of my ass and pulled me against her as I fired my load deep inside her. I couldn’t believe how much was coming out of me as I kept shooting jet after jet into her.
That’s it baby, fill your momma up.” Oh God it’s so hot in me!”
We both finally came to a stop and I slumped down on top of her. I kissed her again, this time softer. This is unbelievable, I can’t believe we just did this,” I said.
It’s my fault dear. I’m you mother. I should have stopped this. God, what have we done What have I done”
In less than an hour, I had gone from just having a foxy mother to being a mother-fucker. The guilt Mom was feeling wasn’t echoed by me. I was still inside her and as I looked down at her sweaty, dirty face, I knew I had to have her again.
No one needs to ever find out Mom. It just happened. It doesn’t change the way I feel about you, in fact, if anything, it has made my love for you stronger.”
I started nibbling on her chin and licking her lips. I could feel my cock growing inside her.
But it’s wrong Jeff! So wrong! We can’t.”
She started to kiss me back and my cock continued to stiffen.
We shouldn’t,” she moaned. Oh God baby, you feel so good in me!”
Suddenly, with more strength than I expected, she flipped me over on to my back and stood up. She held out her hand.
Come with me.”
She led me out of the barn into the rain. It was cold but my lust was so strong it could have been snowing for all I cared. Mom sat down on the long hood of the car and pulled me to her in a long passionate embrace.
I guess I do need this,” she panted as we broke our kiss. I’ve been a little neglected at home. Your father barely touches me. I’ve always wanted to make love in the rain Jeff.
Please make love to me”
Mom wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. She lay back on the hood of the car and with me supporting her legs with my hands as I pounded my cock into her again and again.
You won’t be neglected at home anymore Mom,” I panted. I’ll make love to you every day.”
Ohhhhhhhmyyyyessssweeeetbaaabeeee! Don’t ever stop fuckeeeeeeng meeeeee!” Mom quivered in a shattering orgasm as she came all over my cock.
After a few minutes in this position, Mom slid off the car and turned around. She bent over the hood of the car and I fucked her from behind as the rain fell on us and rinsed us clean.
I exploded again inside my sexy mother’s pussy filling her up with more come than I had ever done before in a single orgasm.
By this time, the rain had started to let up. We went back into the barn and dried off with the blanket. We put our damp clothes back on and started out for home.
Neither of us said anything as we drove home, each lost in our own thoughts. But as we pulled into the driveway, Mom reached over and gave my hand a squeeze. Dad came out of the house with a scowl on his face and inspected the rain damage to the trailer contents. He started to mumble about the bags of cement that were ruined, but Mom cut him off.
She looked at me and asked for my wallet. Curious, I pulled it out of my pocket and handed it to her. She opened it and pulled a five dollar bill out and handed it to my Dad.
You’re son and I are wet, tired, and hungry. This should pay for the losses. Now, I’m going inside to take a bath. Anything else you want to complain about”
With that, she turned and walked into the house. Dad looked at me, but didn’t say a word.
I started to unhook the trailer and told him I’d cover it up. He shrugged his shoulders and followed Mom into the house.
While I was in the shower cleaning up before dinner, I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mom and I had done that afternoon. My dick hardened at the thought of fucking Mom again but I refrained from jacking-off and quickly finished my shower.
During dinner, Mom was quiet and barely made eye contact with me, but thankfully nobody seemed to notice because Dad grumbled about the weather screwing up his plans the entire time.
The next morning, Monday, I woke up at about 9 a.m. I got up to relieve myself and then went back to my bed. I didn’t have classes on Monday, so my day consisted of going to the gym, studying and doing my chores in the yard.
Dad had already left for work and my sister was in class all day.
There was a knock on my door and my mom asked if she could come in. She entered my room, wearing a full-length bathrobe, pulled a chair up next to my bed and sat down facing me.
Are you okay” I asked. You didn’t say a peep last night at dinner.”
I’m fine. I was just a little confused out about what happened yesterday. I feel a little guilty.”
Me too.” I said. I guess we kinda got caught up in the moment huh Now that it happened, I’m trying to sort some things out in my head.”
Like what” she asked.
Put aside for a moment that you are my mother and what we did is incest. That’s the worst of it! I also had sex with a married woman, an older woman, and it was sex with the sexiest, most passionate woman I have ever been with!”
Mom blushed a little at my last comment and shifted in her chair. You’re my son Jeff. I can’t, we shouldn’t, can’t do this.”
It was apparent that Mom was struggling with her morals. I wanted to grab her and hold her and comfort her right then.
I am also a married woman, like you said, and even if my marriage isn’t the best, I have to honor it.”
But you did enjoy it didn’t you” I inquired.
Oh baby, of course I did. But I am your mother. We are going to have to get past this and just leave it as a beautiful memory.”
Seems to me that I was looking at this a little different than you Mom.”
How’s that Baby”
I’m a man in this house too. I’ve loved you since birth and if your husband isn’t taking care of you than I can, – will!”
You’re going to make this complicated aren’t you Jeff” She stood up and started to walk towards the door. As she reached the door, I answered back to her.
I’m just planning on making you a better offer than what you have now. And deep down you want that offer”
She stood at the door her back to me and one hand on the doorknob. After a minute she said without turning, You want to go to the gym with me today”
Nice change of subject.
Sure Mom. Give me a few minutes to get ready.”
Mom turned to face me and the last thing I expected to happen did. She walked towards my bed and at the same time loosened the belt on her robe.
Let’s get our cardio out of the way before we go.” She shed her robe, letting it fall to the floor and climbed on top of me.

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ME – 05

The Boy
I reckon I was as much of a surprise to Vi as Vi was to me. I had got into the habit of entering through a door that opened directly onto the sun porch. Since Charlotte was ready to work at the stroke of eight o’clock in the morning, today, like always, I took off my clothes so I’d be ready for her.
As I turned around from folding my pants neatly in a chair, I saw the girl lying full length in a long chair. I stood buck naked, gazing at her whilst she started back at me.
Finally she said, “So you’re him,” with a jerk of her head toward the statue.
“Part of him, at least,” I said.
She got up out of the chair, laughing. “Yes. I can see which part.”
She had long hands, and a colorless face in which the large eyes were also pale. There was length to her body, the waist willowy, her neck curved like the neck of swan. She was wearing a denim skirt and a halter top, and her thin feet were bare.
I say “girl” because she was much younger than Miss Charlotte; no more than thirty, I would say, though I’m not much to tell the age of a woman. Even the way she walked, as she circled me inspecting my body front and rear, was lazy, as though she were so tired she wasn’t sure she could take the next step.
“I can see what Charlotte was talking about,” she said, coming before me to look into my face. A worry crease showed between her pale, corner-tilted eyes. “But I don’t understand why she felt it necessary to have me on the scene.”
“Maybe she just wanted to see you,” I said politely.
She gave me a look out of the edge of her eyes. “Oh, yes, she wanted to see me, all right. We’re lovers, you know.”
She wasn’t English, like Miss Charlotte. I couldn’t tell much about her accent. She wasn’t from around Pass Robin, though.
“Yes’m,” I said. “I know.”
“Isn’t the idea shocking to a Gulf Coast redneck like you?”
“No’m,” I said politely. “I reckon not.”
“We’ve been together for a long time,” she said in a secure sort of voice. “Five years, almost.” She stopped talking. Her eyes were on Him, where He hung waiting to take His pose when Miss Charlotte came. “Do you know how women make love to each other?”
“Yes’m,” I said. “Miss Charlotte told me all about it.”
Her pale eyes having caught a deep glow, suddenly she was prettier. “We were home from the airport by eight o’clock last night, and we didn’t get to sleep until three this morning. It was . . .lovely.” She kept watching me for some sort of reaction to the ideas she was planting in my head. “What do you think about that?”
“It must be nice,” I said.
“Is that all you’ve got to say?” She laughed, sort of nastily. “Don’t you think it’s a terrible waste, for two lovely women to deny men the abuse of their bodies?”
“I reckon people do whatever it is they like the best,” I said, calmly refusing to get into an argument. I moved my shoulders. “If it’s what turns you on, who am I to say you nay?”
She sneered at me. “But, like any man, you secretly believe I’d a lot rather have you. Isn’t that it? Let me tell you, Johnny Stud, a man doesn’t know what love can be.”
“I ain’t no stud,” I said, wishing Charlotte would come on. For the first time, she was running late.
To my relief, here she came. “Well, hello,” she said. “Are you two getting acquainted?”
“Yes’m,” I said. “I reckon so,” watching while Miss Charlotte went to put her arms around Vi and kiss her on the mouth. They stood holding each other, smiling, their bodies so close you couldn’t tell where the one left off and the other began.
“Did you get enough sleep?” Charlotte said tenderly.
Vi yawned. “Oh, I’ll take a nap after a while, while you’re working.”
Charlotte turned toward me. “Well, what do you think, Vi? Isn’t he all I said he was?”
The two lesbian women were studying me with cool eyes. It didn’t bother me; by now I had got used to Miss Charlotte’s ways.
Vi shrugged. “It’s a fine cock, if you care for that sort of thing.” I wanted to tell her He wasn’t an It, but I didn’t.
Charlotte got intense. “Oh, better than that, Vi. He’s the immortal cock of the world. At least, He will be when I get through with Him.”
She came close, put the flat of her hand on my hip, stroking down my flank to grip His head in a tender hand. “But to do such a great work, Vi, I must know Him inside and out, be able to sketch Him in my sleep. I thought it would be simple, but it isn’t, Vi, there are terrible complexities, it’s Thing and Idea, and physical and spiritual, all very simple and yet so terribly complex. I’m still learning Him, Vi. The deeper I go, the deeper I have to go.”
She was still stirred up by the talking, she had taken away her hand and was pacing back and forth, one fist clenched in her effort to make Vi understand.
“That’s why I had to have you, Vi. You must help me understand, help me see, help me to create the great thing I shall create out of Him. Do you understand, Vi?”
“Oh, Charlotte, you always get so carried away with your work,” Vi said in her lazy voice. She looked at me. She looked back at Charlotte. “You know I’ve always admired what you do. But I’ve never been able to help you with it.”
“This time, though, you can help.” Miss Charlotte paused. “You’re going to fuck this cock for me, Vi. Understand? You will take Him into your body, you will know Him, you will use Him like He was meant to be used.”
“For God’s sake, Charlotte!” The girl was truly shocked. “If I’d know that was what you had in mind, I wouldn’t have got on that plane. You know I hate the very idea of a man.”
“Vi, you’re bi, and don’t deny it,” Charlotte said.
“I used to be,” Vi said deeply. “Before I met you. But now . . .” She put her arms around Charlotte, holding her fiercely. “I can’t even think about a man now. The very idea makes me ill . .” Her whole body shuddered with disgust, while she clung to her lover like a little lost girl.
Charlotte hugged her. “If you love me, you’ll do it for me,” she begged. “I must have your help. Not just to know Him, understand Him, feel Him . . . there’s also the physical problem of keeping Him on His toes. I can’t work with anything less than a full erection, you see, and, like the boy says, He’s got a mind of His own. I’ve done everything I can think of to keep Him interested. But it gets more difficult every day.”
“No,” Vi said, stubbornness edging her voice. “I won’t do it. You can’t make me.”
Charlotte caught her by the waist, turned her facing her, looked deeply into her eyes. “Do you love me?”
“Yes,” Vi said slowly. “You know I do.”
“Then you’ll do it. For me.” She took a deep breath. “You will sit quietly and watch while we work. While you watch, you will hold in your mind what it will feel like to have Him plunging into you. You will desire it deeply, you will feel it truly. And then . . . when we’re through posing for the day, you will fuck Him, you will suck Him, you will do all the things a man and a woman do together. While I observe, while I learn . . and it will also be a reward for Him . . .”
She paused triumphantly, looking now at me. “See? Look, Vi. He’s already up and ready, just hearing what’s going to happen. I didn’t even have to touch Him.”
I looked down. It was true. His head was red and throbbing. He was jerking impatiently, thrusting toward the pale girl with that mind of His own.
Charlotte, forgetting the talk, hurried to her work place and began slapping the clay, shaping it, building it, her eyes so greedy on Him I could practically feel their burning.
“Oh, that’s lovely, that’s the best yet,” she breathed. “That’s what I needed, oh, yes!” She glanced at her friend. “Just sit down over there, Vi, and do like I said. Look at this wonderful cock, think about Him, know you’re going to use Him . . . Oh, yes, lovely, wonderful, marvelous . . .” Her hands were building the best modeling of Him she had done yet; even I could tell that.
Vi went obediently to sit on the edge of the long chair. I reckoned she must know, by now, how important it was to her friend to make her great work of art, for she did what she had been told to do. While I stood looking at her, her long hands and her long feet, and all the body in between, thinking that I hadn’t ever had nothing to do with a woman who didn’t want to have anything to do with me. I kept wondering how it would turn out to be.
Charlotte knew what she was doing, all right, when she had called Vi into the picture. He kept His stand longer than ever before, without her having to stop work to keep Him that way. I wondered why it was He could stay so damned ready for something that didn’t want Him in the first place. But that’s just how contrary He could be; the more I thought about it, the warmer I got, because it would just have to be different from anything me and Him had ever experienced. My old ladies, one and all, they was so greedy He hardly had time to get ready before they had jumped Him like a mad dog on a bone. Oh, she would be cold and slow, I knew it as well as anything, and she would make up her mind to hate every minute of it. But He had the confidence in Himself, you see; just let Him get in there and root around, He’d make a place for Himself, all right.
After the longest time, of course, He finally eased off the peak of expectation; you can’t expect a fellow to live on hope alone. The minute she noticed, Miss Charlotte stopped in her feverish work and stepped back, tired but happy.
“It’s the best yet,” she muttered. “Can’t quit now, I’ve got to finish it, got to be able to look at it whole, visualize how it will go with the statue.” She raised her head. “Vi, take off your clothes.”
“Charlotte!”
“Please. You must! Please.”
With such raggedness of begging in her voice, Vi could do aught else but what Miss Charlotte asked. Standing, she began slowly unfastening the halter. She showed me small breasts, with very large nipples, shaped like a pear is shaped, and well separated one from the other. Her rib cage was bony, so think I could see her breathing. He began to perk up again.
She unfastened the belt of her denim wrap-around, let it fall to the floor. Didn’t have on anything under it, which was a nice surprise; He sprang to attention at the very idea that she had been sitting there all this time as naked as a jaybird under her dress.
Her body was a surprise, too. Though I had viewed her as thin and bony, her belly and hips showed a surprising lushness. Her flanks were wide though thin, with nice shadings down into the bush of hair. And that was just the finest surprise of all; black and very thick, like a mat between her legs, square across the top like a woman is but running down the insides of her thighs because it hadn’t been trimmed in the longest time. The hair of her head was pale gold, long and straight to her shoulders, and I wondered how she could have black hair in one place and pale gold another. Maybe she tinted one or the other, I don’t know.
So I stood there looking, thinking about what was hidden behind that enormously thick bush, and Charlotte was back at work again, not frantic to build this time, but slow and delicate, concentrating on the tiny shapings and sculptings that suddenly made the clay into a cock that was realer than real.
“Go close and touch Him,” she said. “Just touch Him now, Vi.”
“I don’t think I have to,” Vi said, making a small laugh. Then she did a strange thing. She had been looking at Him, like I had been looking at her, with the sort of fascination she hadn’t shown before. Suddenly, though, she bit her lip and raised her eyes to my eyes. Gazing directly into me, a look crossed her face like unto a stroke of pain running deep through her body.
She turned her head quickly, and wouldn’t look at me again until Miss Charlotte stopped, standing empty as she gazed upon her work.
“It’s good, isn’t it?” she said. “It’s very good.”
Vi went to inspect the piece. “Yes,” she said. “Yes, it is.”
Charlotte, so pleased with the quiet words, put one hand warmly on her friend’s arm. “Thank you, Vi,” she said. “You understand now, don’t you?”
“As much as anyone who isn’t an artist can understand,” Vi said.
They were so close, I was just left out in the cold. But then Miss Charlotte, putting her arm around her friend’s waist, turned Vi’s naked body toward me.
“All right. The rest of it now.”
“It’s not necessary now, is it?” the girl said, her voice rising on a note of panic. “The work is done.”
“This is just a model. It must be done on the statue, you see, and I’m not ready yet for that. There’ll be another preliminary model tomorrow, and the next day, and the next.” Charlotte shook her head. “I don’t know how long it’ll be before I dare risk . . .”
“But you’re through for the day, aren’t you?” Vi, in her turn, was begging now,, as Miss Charlotte had begged before. “So what difference does it make?”
“One can’t make the promise and then break it, can one?” Charlotte said seriously. “That would ruin Him completely, don’t you see that? Tomorrow He might well refuse entirely. One must, above all, be honest with a cock.” She stood away from the girl. “I won’t let you cheat, Vi. You must go through with it, because you let Him believe that you would.”
Vi shuddered. “But . . . Charlotte . . .”
Charlotte turned to me. “Go over there and lie down. He’s going to get fucked now. Just as promised.”
Miss Charlotte had the Indian sign on Vi, all right; when Charlotte took her elbow, she came along meek as any lamb to gaze upon me laying ready on the daybed.
“I want you on top,” Charlotte told the girl. She glanced at me. “You just lie there, let Vi do all the work. Is that all right?”
“Yes’m,” I said. “However you want it, that’s all right with me.”
“Charlotte,” Vi said in a voice that was raw with hurt. “You’re really going to make me fuck this man?”
“I’ll be right beside you, kneeling close enough to touch,” Charlotte said softly. “Because I must see it, I must experience it with you, through you . . .” She gave the girl a little push. “Go on now.”
The girl slowly laid her naked body between my spread legs. The long hair fell down over her face, so that she pushed it to one side. Her eyes were wide and still as she gazed upon Him. I waited for her to look at me again, deep into my eyes like she had done before, but she wouldn’t look into my face.
Instead she reached out a trembling hand to tilt him ready. Her lip was bitten between upper and lower teeth, her face was suffering with the need to please her friend. With such cringing that I began to feel sorry for her, she lodged His head in the upper part of her cunt, just barely touching. The instant she felt Him, she shuddered, turning her head pleadingly toward her lover.
Charlotte wouldn’t be denied. Her eyes bright and seeing, she was beside us, close enough to put her hand into the small of the girl’s back, pressing her down onto the greased pole of His enormous erection.
She took Him slowly, hurtingly into a cunt as cold as ice. But she did take Him, deep and true, then lay stretched out absolutely still on top of me. She was taller than I was, so she laid her face into my shoulder to hide from my eyes . . . and maybe from Charlotte’s. I kept as still as she did, feeling her tight and cold. Miss Charlotte’s curious hand found my balls, making Him jerk.
“Fuck, Vi,” Charlotte said urgently. “You must fuck Him, Vi.”
Vi didn’t answer to the command. Maybe she couldn’t. She could only lay still, taking Him to the hilt like a knife into her guts, and on her cheek that touched my cheek I could feel the wetness of her tears.
Something moved inside of me. A feeling for the girl, yes, but also an excitement from knowing that she didn’t want Him there. A sort of a rape, I reckon, and it did turn Him on. And me feeling, along with the lust, a pity that was close to love, so that I wanted to turn her under me, fuck her so nicely that she’d be bound to answer to Him with everything that was in her to answer with.
I wasn’t supposed to do any such as that, though, and I knew Miss Charlotte would put a stop to it right away. So I stroked her, there on the inside, without moving on the outside, just a tiny, gently movement of His head to let her know He liked being where He was. Her body tightened, whether for it or against it I couldn’t tell, so I stroked her again. I hadn’t known a fellow could fuck a woman without moving, but I was doing it; we were sneaking it on Charlotte, right enough, making love secretly on the inside while to all outward appearances we remained still and cold. Except that Miss Charlotte, with her hand warm to my balls, must have felt what I was doing to the girl; but somehow that didn’t disturb in the least the secret closeness.
Vi was warming. She didn’t want to, but there was a secret flow of wetness and of warmth, and suddenly her cheek was tight against my cheek. She understood the secretness, too, she welcomed it, she was letting me know she was there, too. So for the longest while I fucked her in that manner, until her pussy started working, too, not only answering Him but leading Him on.
“You mustn’t just lie there, you know,” Charlotte said from all the way out there in the outside world where we could scarcely hear her words. “You must do Him nicely, love, do Him nicely.”
Vi raised her head, the arch of her neck sending a leverage through her long body that pressed us even closer, and looked into my eyes. In her eyes there showed a warm, small laughter that was the joke between me and her, a big joke against Charlotte way out there in the cold world, and all of a sudden, still holding cold on the outside, she came in a sudden gush of liquid warmth that just damn nigh drowned Him. I smiled, she smiled; it was such a wonderful secret to share.
Then, only then, she obeyed Charlotte’s demand, sliding herself up and down the throbbing pole. Charlotte chuckled, saying, “That’s the girl, He’s coming now, He’s getting ready for it,” because she still had her hand on my balls, you see, and could feel what was happening. Bi fucked, not wildly, but slowly, gently, lovingly, and when I came she took it with another small secret coming of her own. Then she laid her body down on mine, and for the minute we were warm and close.
Charlotte slapped her hand on Vi’s bare ass in a sudden cheerfulness. “Now. That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
With the coarse words, I felt Vi’s cunt tightening turning cold. In a sudden movement, she rolled herself away and stood up. “I hated every minute of it,” she said angrily and stalked naked out of the room.
I think she went away, though, because she didn’t want to look at me; she didn’t dare share the secret any longer, for fear Charlotte would see it too.
I’ll tell you how I knew; the very next morning the minute I came through the door, Vi was all over me, her long arms around me it seemed like two or three times, her mouth hot and frantic on my mouth, while she laid her hips so tight I could feel the shape of her pussy through the thin nightie.
“Come on, come on, hurry,” she whispered between snatching one handful of kisses after the other. “Charlotte’s still asleep, but we’d better hurry.”
I just stood there. “We can’t do that,” I told her.
She pressed herself even closer. “Why not? It’s our chance to do it by ourselves, without Charlotte hovering over us like a mother hen. Hurry.” With an amazing strength of passion, she dragged me toward the daybed.
“But what about the posing?” I said. “He’s got to be up and doing for the job of work.”
“Who cares about that?” she said, whispering again. “Except Charlotte, I mean. You and I …”
I put my hands on her shoulders. “Now, listen here, girl,” I said. “I don’t aim to do nothing to ruin Charlotte’s work, I’ll tell you that here and now.”
She stood for a second, gazing at me. “You mean you want it as bad as she does?”
“I sure do,” I said. “Why, just think of it! After I’m dead and gone, He’ll be standing there forever for the whole world to admire.”
She had quit listening at the first word. Because, going to her knees, her hands were busy at my belt buckle. She unzipped the pants, shoved them down, pushed down the Jockey shorts, and buried her face into my crotch.
“You’ve got to,” she was saying over and over again. “I must have Him just once without Charlotte watching. I’ve . . .”
I put both hands tenderly on the top of her head. “So you liked Him after all,” I said. “You really liked Him.”
She gazed up wildly, both hands on Him now, stroking and petting. “Like Him?” she said. “Even when I was having men, I never found anything like Him.” She put her face against Him, kissing Him, smelling Him deeply with deep breathings of her whole body. And let me tell you, that fellow knew He had won the woman!
“What are you doing, Vi?” Charlotte said from the doorway.
Vi stared frantically toward Charlotte. In a despairing move, knowing she had been caught out she took Him into her mouth, pulling deeply to bring Him to full erection. Then, leaning away, she got slowly to her feet.
“He looked sort of lackadaisical this morning, so I was getting Him ready for you,” she said, sauntering carelessly toward the long chair she liked to lie in.
“No need to be so frantic about it, is there?” Charlotte said dryly. “Couldn’t you wait until the boy could get his clothes off, at least?”
“I thought I was doing you a favor, Charlotte,” Vi said angrily.
Charlotte shook her head. “Vi, you always were bi, and you know it.”
Vi flung around, her whole body flouncing inside the thin nightgown. “Not since I met you, Charlotte, as you well know,” she cried. “I’ve never been unfaithful to you, with man or woman. After all, fucking Him was your own big idea, wasn’t it? It wasn’t anything I wanted to do.”
“You’ll have Him again, Vi, don’t worry about that. But you must wait until I’m through for the day.” She turned to me. “Get your pants all the way off and let’s get to work.”
“I don’t care,” Vi said with sullen stubbornness. “It’s all in aid of your art, you know.”
That was how it went that day, Vi waiting sullen and silent as Charlotte worked. Because I was looking at her all the time, and remembering, there wasn’t any problem about keeping Him at a stand, so Charlotte got a whole new model of Him, starting from scratch and finished with the tiniest detail. It was a wonder how she could make the clay take shape and form from her strong hands; and this time, it seemed like, her hands were surer and swifter than ever before.
She worked so hard, so focused on the fruit of her hands, it was like she wasn’t even in the room with us. Only once did He droop out of His conviction, at which Vi, with a wriggle of her body, simply pulled her nightgown up to her waist, so I could gaze upon the black bush that hid her treasure. It brought Him jerking to attention.
“Fine, Vi, that’s just wonderful,” Charlotte said in a faraway voice, her hands busy with the finishing touches, her thumbnail shaping the groove under the eye. Vi smiled, made a face, and put her hand down between her legs. He throbbed again, because all of a sudden our secret was alive again between us.
Charlotte stood back, wiping her hands on her apron. “All right, Vi, he’s all yours now. Just let me wash my hands and I’ll join you.” Her head came up with an alert lift, so that I knew she’d been looking forward to reward time also. “I want you on top, and Vi on the bottom.”
I want to tell you, she had to wash her hands and get there quick, because Vi was suddenly over on the daybed, shedding her nightgown as she went. As I moved to stand over her, looking down into her waiting face, she was lying long and straight, her legs together, her toes pointed. The big nipples were standing up, just ruby red with ardor, and there was a secret little catlike smile on her mouth.
She didn’t move as I leaned down to her, so that I had to place my knees on the outside of her legs. She reached one hand to guide Him, her legs still tight together, so that He lodged and then had to push hard to get inside where He wanted to be.
“Damn it, wait a minute, you two, don’t be in such a great hurry,” Charlotte called.
Hurring though she was, by the time she got there He was already deep, and I want to tell you, it wasn’t like yesterday, cold and flinchy, no sir, as Vi wrapped her long arms around my head to whisper into my ear, “All inside, like yesterday. All inside.”
So I laid still, though on top this time, and stroked her throbbingly, whilst she made her secret answer, going immediately into the throes, the warmth and wetness gushing, and I nearly lost it myself because we had been waiting and thinking for such a long time know, with yesterday’s memory to help us along.
The secret fucking was so strong in us, it didn’t matter that Charlotte was sitting behind, where she could see my balls, and touch them, and stroke my ass whilst doing it. I gazed into Vi’s slanty eyes; then I laid my mouth to her warm mouth, and she took my tongue as I began to fuck her with slow, easy strokes that opened her up. Yes, sir. With each down stroke she was open more, her legs parting and lifting and then locking into the small of my back, and she was going with me, saying, “Ah, aah, aaah,” and we were into it, rocking frantically, reaching deeper and deeper and hotter and hotter, until it all went off like a great big explosion and it wasn’t a secret no more, no sir, you could have heard us all over the house, it was so wild and noisy.
“Now, Vi, you can’t say you didn’t like that,” Charlotte’s voice said from somewhere far off.
But she wasn’t a part of us, not yet, because as I lay on the girl she began stroking Him inside, and before I could catch my breath, we were off again, sweeter this time and somehow nicer, and just so marvelous it made me think of all my old ladies rolled into one great big fuck.
That finished it, as far as I was concerned, but I wasn’t anxious to leave her. Nor her to let me go; we lay looking into each other’s eyes again, quiet now, smiling, and it didn’t matter in the least that the secret was out.
I felt, then, the sting of Charlotte’s hand on my bare buttock. I got up. Charlotte said, “I truly desired your cooperation, Vi, but I didn’t expect you to be so wholehearted about it.”
“What did you expect?” Vi said defiantly. “After all, you told me it was the greatest cock in the world.”
“Yes,” Charlotte said in a strange, tight voice. “Yes, He is, isn’t He?”
I was busy finding my Jockey shorts, so I didn’t know what was going on until I happened to turn around. Then I saw that Charlotte’s head was between Vi’s legs, her arms under Vi’s ass to prop her up to it, and was just going to town with the licking and the loving. Vi glanced at me, smiling, and kept on smiling even as her legs locked strongly around her women lover’s head and her hips began to grind against the busy tongue.
When they were done, Vi just laid there like a wrung-out dishrag. Charlotte turned on me most angrily, saying, “Well, I love the girl. Don’t you see that I love the girl.”
“Ma’am, it’s all right with me,” I assured her.
She smiled then. “Yes. I think it is,” she said in her usual clipped tone of voice. We were as suddenly friends again as we had become jealous lovers so the same girl.
Was the beginning. In the days that followed, me and Vi got to make love when the modeling was finished with, and it didn’t matter that Charlotte was right there with us, running the whole show. She made me fuck the girl every way a man can do a woman: dog fashion; with Vi sitting on my lap; standing up; with legs open and legs closed . . . you wouldn’t believe all the inventions and variations I learned during that time. We even tried out some of the postures in that dirty book Miss Charlotte had showed me, and though I found a body can’t be as limber as a snake, it can sometimes come pert nigh to it.
I also learned about women together, because every time me and Vi got through with each other, Charlotte had to make her run, too. It was not just mouth to pussy, either; Charlotte had what practically amounted to a little dick peeping out of her pussy, and could fuck the girl practically like I did. I must say, though I don’t rightly understand how, they did seem to pleasure one another. I must admit, however much it sounds like bragging, that Vi, whilst making love with Charlotte, was always looking at me, remembering Him in the deeps of her eyes. Just no way to destroy that little secret we had started between ourselves without Miss Charlotte’s knowing about it.
Afterward, they’d lie quietly in each other’s arms. But, all the time, they were talking about Him. Charlotte asked ten thousand questions about how it felt to have Him inside of her, how He compared with other cocks she had known, just everything; she wanted to know and smell and understand all there was about it. Vi, with patience and great understanding of the need that drove Charlotte into her great work, did her best. And, it seemed, told it awfully well, because, listening to them talk, He would come to a stand all over again with His own recollections.
So the work went well. Miss Charlotte happily made model after model, saying each one was better, and just any day now I expected her to begin modeling the last great final cock on the waiting sculpture.
Somehow or another, she didn’t seem to get there, though with each passing day she spent more and more time gazing at the unfinished piece, walking around it, putting her hands here and there on it’s slopes and moldings. It was bothering her pretty bad; she got tighter of mind and grimmer of mouth,, because she had expected, I could tell, to be able to do it by now, and it scared her that it wasn’t there in her like she had counted on.
Come the day she didn’t work with her hands at all. To all intents and purposes, she had gone as far as she could go with the separate modelings. So it was now or never; that was finished, but the next part, the sculpture itself, hadn’t yet come to her.
She was in a tizzy, all right. She spent the morning pacing back and forth between me and the statue. She’d first feel Him, with careful, knowing fingers; then she’d put both hands to the statue, stroking it and stroking it. Then back once more to Him. She stroked my body, which she had not done before, her hands sliding over the slope of my ass and circling around my waist and down my legs all the way to my calves. Her hands were trying to learn either whole body, not just Him, which was what she had focused on before. She looked so puzzled, so hurt, that I just ached for her; Vi, sensing it too, stayed quiet and still.
Somehow, we knew, couldn’t either one of us help Miss Charlotte anymore. Something inside of her, by her alone, had to be worked out. Suddenly me and the girl were strangers, because she was working the deepest part of herself, digging hard, knowing that if she failed now, she would fail for all time, and the immortal cock would never be created. At least, not by her.
After it had gone on so for two or three hours, in which she looked older and tireder and scareder with each passing minute, she finally stopped halfway between me and the unfinished work. She looked from it to Him, and back again.
“I simply must face it, mustn’t I?” she said quietly. “There really is but one way for a woman to know a man’s cock.” She gazed at the statue, she gazed at Him. “You must fuck me,” she said, her voice so quiet and still it hurt to hear her.
“Charlotte!” Vi cried out.
Charlotte turned to her. “I’ve always said I’d do anything for my art, darling,” she said gently. “I’ve never known until now just what the declaration could entail. But . . .”
Vi pouted. “You just want to fuck a man,” she said like a jealous child, just absolutely refusing to understand what it was driving Miss Charlotte. “Don’t try to kid me, lover. All this time you’ve been watching and wanting, haven’t you? You want it, that great, nasty cock inside of you . .”
“You needn’t see it if you’d rather not, darling.” Quiet and still in voice, but I could see how shaken Charlotte was by her lover’s jealousy. “But it shall happen. If it doesn’t happen, I can’t finish the work. It’s as straightforward as that.”
“You bitch, you can’t full me!” Vi said, putting her hands to her face and beginning to cry. “It’s all right if I’m bi, but you can’t be too! You simply can’t betray me. Maybe with another girl, a prettier girl, but not with a man . . .”
But Charlotte was looking at me, I was looking at Charlotte, and suddenly Vi, in all her jealous tears, was nothing but a raging child somewhere way off younger, nothing to do with two grown-up people in a grown-up world where great things get done.
I understood, you see. I reckon I had understood it all from the very moment Miss Charlotte had told me why she wanted to use Him as a model for the great cock of all time. Something in me, I do believe, had known it would have to come to this in the end, so that all the time she had been shaping and modeling clay I had been shaping and modeling myself – and Him – for the hour in which it would have to happen.
I understood; not in a thinking sort of way, you know, because I never have been much of a thinker. It was Billy, my twin brother who died of a fever when we were nine years old, who was the good thinker. Only in a feeling sort of way; though I had always counted Billy as the one of us two who had also felt things the best and truest. But it didn’t matter, Billy was with me in both thinking and feeling in that moment when I did what I had to do, moving to Miss Charlotte and lifting her in my arms and taking her to the daybed.
As I carried her to the place where it would happen, she put both arms around my neck, clinging to me, and I was surprised by how light she was, how small in my arms. Beside the daybed, I stood her on her feet and began taking off her clothes. She waited quietly until at last she stood naked alongside my nakedness. I picked her up again; I kissed her deep and true; I laid her down.
She was like a warm doll under the strength of my hands. I had to lift her knees, open her thighs. She flinched, just once, when I put Him in her. Feeling the flinch, I eased Him slowly, very gently, but making her know Him every inch, insisting against the unwillingness of her flesh, until I lay deep and true.
I thought it was time to move then, but she laid a hand to each of my shoulders. “Be still,” she whispered. “Let me feel Him. I must feel Him.”
So I let her feel Him. Her eyes, her face, were far away. She was not cold, as Vi had been cold, but she was not warm, either. Once again I thought the time had come to fuck, but she stopped me again. “I must feel Him like a woman feels,” she whispered. “It’s very difficult. Very difficult. But I must.”
I waited for her. After a very long time, a small smile came to her lips, and she said, “Yes. That’s it, isn’t it? He really is a lovely cock, isn’t He?”
“The greatest in the world,” I said, whispering too. “You told me He was. You were the one who knew.”
“Yes,” she said. “Yes. Of course.” Taking her hands from my shoulders, she put them to each side of my face, holding my head to kiss me. Her mouth was cool, strange; I couldn’t help but feel that it hadn’t worked, couldn’t work, because He wasn’t, after all, what I, and Miss Charlotte, had believed Him to be.
Charlotte said, in a normally loud voice this time, “You can begin now. Begin, please.”
I began. But I knew it had to be easy. If I failed now, Miss Charlotte would fail. And her flesh was so tender, so frightened of the manhood it had taken unto itself. So it took a long time, during which I fucked her with tiny movements, fearful of bruising her, hurting her, making her flinch again. Then, just a little bit stronger, a little bit longer, and she was trying – oh, yes, God – she was trying with all that was in her. And suddenly it was like a high gate to a strong fort had clattered down to let in the enemy; she was truly feeling it, her flesh waking, and she gasped slightly, knowing, as I knew, that she had surrendered that which she had been holding back in spite of all desire to know Him to the hilt.
It took much time yet, faster and stronger and fiercer and without end, even when I lost it, a man being able to stand only so much, it banging out of Him into her. I heard her sigh of disappointment, so I whispered, “That’s just for openers, we’re just getting started now, it’s not done with yet, not by a long shot,” and she made a glad little sound.
She was wetter now, with my witness, and warmer, and we built it all over again, until another gate went down, one we hadn’t known about until it wasn’t there anymore; and so, slowly, reluctantly, needfully, she became the woman to my man and started fucking me of her own accord, so that it was all there, solid and great, and she knew now, oh, yes, she knew, I could read in her hot flesh all the great knowing she had needed to know for the sake of her great work.
It was done, then, with me lying on her and her holding me in her arms, whispering, “Oh, my darling, my darling, my darling,” her voice as soft and sweet and warm as her body.
But only for a minute, two minutes, before I knew she wanted me to take Him out of her body. I did so, reaching down to lift her to her feet. She came into my arms, huddling close and warm.
But only for another minute before she drew away, to show me a tearstained face and a trembling mouth. “You are a marvelous boy,” she said. “With a marvelous cock. But of course you know that, don’t you?”
“Yes’m,” I said. “I know that.”
“And more,” she said fiercely. “So much more.” She pushed at me with her hands. “Now, get away. Leave me alone. I must be alone.”
I understood this, also. I hurried to put on my clothes and get out of her sight. As Charlotte went to her work place, she glanced carelessly at Vi and told her to get out too.
“Go make love to the boy, if that’s what you want,” she said. “But not here. Somewhere else.”
We got out of there. But not before Charlotte commanded me not to go away, but wait outside until she called me. So I sat on a garden bench in the shade, watching Vi fidget and turn. She was still mad at both of us, just eaten up with jealousy.
Until finally she flung herself around, saying, “Well, if she can fuck you, so can I. Come on, we’ll go to the bedroom.” She made a nasty sound of her voice. “We’ll do it where Charlotte and I sleep together.”
“Vi, I can’t do that,” I said.
She put her hands on her hips, glaring at me. “What do you mean, you can’t do it? You’re a stud, aren’t you?”
I shook my head. “I ain’t no stud. And I can’t do it, Vi. I’m sorry, but that’s just how it is.”
I knew I couldn’t explain it to her. If I could have explained it, she couldn’t have understood. Because she was nothing but an angry, jealous child. And maybe she didn’t know whether to be jealous of me because of Miss Charlotte, or jealous of Miss Charlotte because of me.
The hours passed slowly. Noon came, hunger in my belly coming with it, but I didn’t make a move to satisfy it. At some time or other, I don’t know exactly when, Vi had disappeared into the house. She didn’t come back, so I sat all by myself while the blazing Gulf Coast sun slanted toward the ending of the day.
It was near to the horizon when suddenly I raised my head to see Miss Charlotte standing across the garden. “You can come now,” she said, in a voice so tired it was hard to believe.
I went to where she stood. Her shoulders were drooping; her face was empty. I touched her shoulder with one hand. “Is it done?”
“Yes,” she said. “It is done. Come and see.”
As we turned to go together, she put her arm around my waist, just as natural as could be. So I laid my arm to her waist, and together we walked to the sun porch, separating only to pass through the door. Then we stood together again, each touching the other, to gaze upon the finished work.
“It’s all there, isn’t it?” she said.
“Yes’m,” I said. “It sure is.”
“It’s Him,” she said. “And He is great.”
“Yes,” I said.
I can’t tell you how I felt, looking upon what she had made. It had taken the all of her to do it – even the woman part of herself that she had fought so hard against having to use – but she had done it. And so, though I would come to death like all men, He would live on forever. A great Him.
“It’s done now,” she said, the tiredness showing again in her voice. “Of course, I must make the mold and cast Him in bronze. But that’s only work, technique.” She turned to me. “So I shan’t see you again.”
I looked at her. “But you’ll have to see me. Won’t you?”
“I shan’t see you again,” she said firmly. She walked away, taking away the nearness between us. “Before you go, I have something for you. I’ll bring it.”
She went away, to return quickly, trailed by a sad-looking Vi. Miss Charlotte had in her hands a golden chain, the lines massive, heavy, as she lifted it over my head to hang against my chest.
“I made it myself,” she said, smiling. “So you must keep it forever.”
“I will,” I said. “But . . .”
She stood on tiptoe to kiss me on the mouth. “Thank you, dear boy,” she said softly. “You were all I wished you to be. And more. So much more.”
“But . . .” I said.
She shook her head. “I’m quite satisfied with my life, darling.” She made her voice sound light and easy with the words. She glanced at Vi. “Can’t you see that?”
“But you won’t be,” I said. “And then I’ll be gone.”
She turned her head quickly. “Yes. You’ll be gone.” I didn’t move. So she added, “It’s over, dear boy. Finished. There is nothing between us anymore. We have done it all now, and it would be a mistake to try to keep on.”
I thought about it for a while. Then I nodded, feeling sad. “Yes’m. I reckon so.”
I turned to look at the statue again, to gaze upon Him one last time in all His everlasting life. I felt a happiness growing in me, taking the place of the sadness, so that I could smile too, now, and say, “We did it, didn’t we, Charlotte?”
Her voice was happy. “Yes. We did it.”
“Oh, God, you two,” Vi said in a disgusted voice. “I’m going to punish you for this, Charlotte. Oh, boy, how I’m going to punish you.”
“Yes, darling,” Charlotte said quietly. “You will need to punish me, won’t you?” She might as well have been talking to a child. Because she turned to me, smiling tenderly, and held out her hand. “Goodby, boy. Go well.”
I took her hand. “I will, Miss Charlotte. And . . . thank you.”
There was more to say. But I couldn’t say it. Because I was empty now. God, I couldn’t begin to feel how empty I was as I walked out of her workroom for the last time. There was nothing in front of me, nothing at all that I could see, or feel, or know about.
But little did I know that, so soon, the immortal cock I was leaving behind would bring me to an adventure the likes of which I had not known in my life up till then.

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taking control

This all started when my wife was trying to quite smoking. She had been have a hard time of it, and was seeing hypnotist shrink to try to quit. Personally at the time, I thought it was stupid ideal, but she felt it was helping. One day I went with her to see if she was throw away our money on with this type of treatment. I was upset to be told that I couldn’t go in with my wife for her session. While I waiting, I asked to use the restroom but the doctor’s public restroom was out of order. Already upset that I couldn’t go into the session, my complaining got me the use of the doctor’s private restroom.
In the bathroom I could heard someone talking and recognized my wife’s voice. The vent in the bathroom must also have run right in the exam room. I figured even though I couldn’t be in the room I could listen in. So I climbed up on the toilet to get close to the vent to hear. The doctor was in the process of hypnotizing her. After she was under he told her how much she hated cigarettes and so on.
“This was the bullshit, I was paying for!” I thought to my self.
Ss I was about to step down when I heard the doctor say.
“It time for your ejection.”
I didn’t know my wife was getting shots. She had never said, she was. Plus I hadn’t heard the doctor snap her out of her trance.
“Raise your skirt and lower your panties. Hmmm, you have a beautiful ass, Gwen. Bend over my desk.”
What had this quack just say?
“Gwen, doesn’t my needle feel good in your pussy?”
This quack wasn’t talking about giving her a shot in the ass he was talking about sticking his cock in my wife’s pussy, in fact he already was.
“Oh yesss.” I heard my wife moan.
Now I know that as a husband I should have race in there and beating the crap out of this quack doctor, before he was allowed to rape my wife anymore. But I happen to be one of those husbands that have fantasies about my wife with other men. Gwen had made it clear she wasn’t ever going to make that happen, so this was the closest I was ever going to get my cock was already hard as a rock in my pants. So for the next five minutes or so I listen to this quack doctor fuck my wife. Their moans made my cock throb, and I couldn’t help it I began rub my hard-on through my pants as I listen to my wife being raped. Then I heard the doc grunt and I knew he was cumming. I wondered if he was cum in my wife’s cunt. Gwen always make me wear a cum so she not on any birth control so I had mixed feelings. If he was cumming in her cunt and got her pregnant I have to kill the little bastard but the ideal of another cum in her was exciting.
I was in disbelief when I heard the doc shaky voice say.
“Now Gwen scope some my cum off your ass and lick you fingers clean. You like that? You like the taste of my cum?”
“Ohh, yesss!”
I couldn’t believe I heard my wife say that or I should say moan that. I had to beg for a blow job, because Gwen didn’t like the feel or taste of cum and this fucker had her eat his. Sure, she was in a trance but fuck, she was doing it and moaning as if she loved it. That was too much for me. I felt my cum shoot into my shorts.
“Get dressed and have a sit, when you get home go shower and clean up.”
After she was back in her seat the Doc told her when she awakes she would remember nothing that happened in the office and next visit when she hears the words.
“Come in and sit.”
She would return to this deep trance state then when she heard
“123 Wake up.”
she would wake up.
As Gwenye woke up, I slipped out of the bathroom and returned to the waiting room. As I looked around at the ladies in the room I wondered how many others this quack was doing this too. This fucker was probable raping half the women in the room, honestly I would wanted to fuck them too.
I only knew that today was the last day he be fucking my wife, if I could figure a way to stop her without blowing the whistle on what had happen in the office.
I mean I couldn’t just say.
“Honey you can’t go back to that doctor any more.”
“Why, Dear?”
“Because he was fuck you while you were in that trance.”
“What! How do you know that?”
“Well, at your last visit I was listen to him rape you and got so excited I cum in my shorts. That’s how!”
When we got home Gwen head to the shower while I tried to figure out what to do about what had happened. I know, I was wrong, but instead of being worried about my wife being rape, I was horny. You get bored after so many years of the same thing and hearing my wife get fucked, one my private fantasy had made me horny as hell. Beside my wife was cheerful and laugh as if nothing happen and to her nothing had.
Then the thought occurred to me. I wondered if I could hypnotize her, too. I know enough that the suggestion was still in her mind. When she came out of the shower and walked into the room in her robe.
I said.
“Come in and sit.”
She stopped and stared straight ahead as if in a trance. It worked, I had to make sure.
“Take your robe off.”
She did. Gwen was naked.
“Play with your nipples.”
I watched as my wife’s fingers caressed and toyed with her nipples, the whole time I was rubbing my cock through my shorts. I love my wife’s thick nipples, but she hates it when I pay attention only to her nipples, she likes her whole breast caressed. After about five minutes her nipples were harder and bigger then I had every seen them. There was a look on her face, it hard to describe. She was kind of staring straight head, but she was starting to chew her bottom lips like she does when she begins to get hot and bother. Walked over and checked, damn if even in a trance, her pussy was getting wet.
This was going to be good.
“Knell and blow me.”
Silently Gwen knelt down, pulled my shorts down and took me in her mouth.
“Don’t stop till I cum straight down your throat.”
If this worked, this is the first time after close to nineteen years of marriage she would blow me till I climaxed and after a minute or two that what I did.
I blow my load down my wife’s throat, she gagged a little but she took it. Again, I knew enough about hypnotism that I couldn’t make my wife do anything she didn’t want to; even when hypnotized, so after close to nineteen years of marriage I found out my proper little wife had an inner slut. I wanted to explore that slut to the fullest.
I told her to put her robe on then I instructed her.
“Tomorrow, you’ll be horny all day. You’ll think of sex and nothing else. Everything you see will remind you of sex. I have to work all day and when you man get home in the evening you are to seduce him, to get what you wanted.”
Our boys where staying with their friends so I was not worried about them being home.
“All you will want is to rip your man’s clothes off and fuck your man all night long. Do you understand?” I said.
“Yes.” She said.
Then before I woke her up I told her that she was not happy with that quack doctor any more and she wanted stop going to see him.
After I brought her out of the trance I almost laughed.
When she said “I needed to brush my teeth before bed. I’ve the funniest taste in my mouth.”
The next day at work I couldn’t wait to get home, all I could think about was how horny Gwen would be. I was pulling on to our street right at dark I had worked a little extra longer I wanted my wife’s pussy dripping wet. As I started turn into the drive way, I saw someone walk in the house. I pulled in wondering who it could be. Why I don’t know but I walked up to the window and could see it was one of my sons.
Being twins most people couldn’t tell one from the other, but if I pay attention tell my boys apart, it was Ben. The older one, if you can called being born two minutes ahead of his brother older. They did so, my wife and I had to also.
That when Gwen walked into the room and is only wearing a t-shirt.
“Shit, I thought, “when her man comes home that could also mean her sons too.”
I should have put a stop to it then, but honestly I read incest stories and the mother-son ones always got me off big time. So I had to see if anything was going to happen. Gwen walked over to Ben and kissed him on the lips. Not a motherly kiss but a deep, hard, tongue down you throat kiss. Ben didn’t know what was going on, but honestly he didn’t fight his mom too hard, in fact after only a few second it looked as if he was kissing her back.
After they broke their kiss Gwen walked Ben over to the couch and began stripping his clothes off. While I’m watched this through the living room window my cock was throbbing. Yesterday, I found out my wife’s doctor was hypnotizing her and then rape her in his office and I had been able to listen in. dreaming about watching my wife with another man.
Now here I could see it happening. That’s when I remembered that I couldn’t make my wife do anything she didn’t want to even when hypnotized. So did that mean that my wife had sexual desires for her sons? It sure looked like it!
I watched as she sat him down on the couch and took his cock in her mouth and starts sucking on it. Damn, her head was bobbing up and down a mile a minute. With that kind of a suck job going Ben was hard in less than a minute and as soon as it was hard enough for Gwen mount our son’s hard prick. It disappeared up her cunt in one stroke. Her head went back and I could almost hear her moaning through the closed window. I watched as my wife rode our son’s cock hard and fast, humping up and down on him moaning and thrusting herself up and down on him. I should have put a stop to it, but honestly I was wondering more if the neighbors would be able to see me because I wanted so bad to take out my cock and jerked it.
Then I saw Gwen’s head go back and Ben was grabbing his mother’s ass, squeezing it. I had a feeling that they both just climax. Then was when it hit me.
“Fuck! Ben wasn’t wearing a condom! Shit! he might have just knocked up his own mother!”
After a few minutes Gwen got up and took our son’s hand led him back towards our bedroom
“Shit!” I thought, “I said to her, she would want to fuck her man all night.”
That when I came in my pants the same way I did the day before.
Gwen and our son, Ben walked down the hall toward the bedrooms. I just stand there a little shocked thinking I needed to stop this but for some reason instead of going in the house and announcing, “I’m home!”
I snuck around back and peer in our bedroom window.
Being in the back yard I was not worried about the neighbor’s so I unzipped and took out my cum covered cock, I used the cum as lube to begin jerking it back to full hardness.
Gwen had removed the only thing she was wearing, her shirt. Ben stood in front of her his eyes were glued to his mom’s tits. She took his hand and put it on the left one and reached down and grabbed his dick. Being teenager, it was soft long. Gwen slides up on the bed and pulled Ben on top of her. After another, deep tongue in mouth kiss; Ben raised himself up on his knees and Gwen spread her legs for him. She reached between her legs to her hairy mound and spread her lips flashing her sweet pink to our son.
Seeing this, I thought to myself how I had always wanted her to shave that hairy fucking bush that was something to remember, “Tell her to that monkey bald!”
Funny want you think of as you watch your son mount his own mother.
He put his dick against his mother’s opening. The same one he squeezed out of 18 years ago and pushed in. On his face, I saw a look of pure pleasure. He was enjoying his mother’s hot cunt.
It last longer this time, I matched; my son stroke for stroke but after only a few minutes I could see he was stiffing again. Ben was cumming in his mom for the second time, maybe even seeding her womb. Gwen wrapped her legs around him tightly, holding him deep in her. I watched for the first time want I had always been involved with, watched my wife as she climaxed. She was only second after Ben, maybe even at the same time, it was that close! I followed shoot my cum on the back of the house. She held him in her with her legs till he relaxed on top of her.
“I have to be more careful with everything I tell her while she is hypnotized.” I thought to myself as I zipped up. “From now on I’ll have to use names so she doesn’t get the wrong guy, next time.”
I need to get her to stop what she doing. I remembered when I was Ben age I could get off a dozen time in a day. If I didn’t stop them, Ben would knock up his mom for sure before the night was over. I went around the house and made plenty of noise as I walk in the house. I hear Ben run to his room and his door shut. A few minutes later Gwen came down the hall with her bath rob on.
“Honey, how was work?”
She came up to me and gave me a hug, like she hadn’t just fucked another guy.
“Are you hungry? I can fix you something.”
“No, I ate before I came home.”
“Ok I’m going to take a shower. I feel dirty. I’ll be out in a little bit.”
“I bet, that pussy needs a good cleaning doesn’t it Gwen?”
I thought to myself. She acted like nothing happened. Pretended like everything was normal and turned and went into the bathroom. As I fixed a drink to relax and to think about what I should do about everything that had happen in the last two days. My son, Ben came out of his room.
I asked, “Hey sport, what are you doing home?”
Ben said, “Forget a movie that we wanted to watch tonight. See tomorrow morning, Dad”
As he talked to me he turned red from embarrassment but he had a smile on his face. After he left, I fixed another drink and return to think about what I should do, and want I wanted to do.
Want I wanted to do, won out.
Gwen was always so shy and never showed her body dressing so conservative, long dresses if she wore a dress and her shorts, were always half way to her knees. That was all going to change. I decided going to have fun with my wife, there were several nasty fantasy I had always want to do, but Gwen would never have agree to any of them. I had always wanted to use my wife like a slut, make her fuck other guys but her son that should never have happen. But it did, and I was sure turn on by it, but I let her keep fucking Ben might get out and then the family would be in trouble.
I went to the bathroom and walk in. The shower was still on but Gwen was out drying off. Her back was turned to me and I looked her up a down. Her beautiful plump ass was sticking out and her just fucked pussy lips were peeking out at me from between her thighs, they were slightly rosy pink. I suddenly remembered my plans for tonight was to fuck the hell out of my wife before Ben had got it the mix.
I said the command, “come in and sit.”
Gwen started to turn but froze and stared straight ahead. I shut off the shower and stare at my wife. After nineteen years of marriage and two kids she didn’t like bad for a football mom. Her full tits sagged slightly but her nipples thick and plump and jutted out when they were hard. Gwen hated that her nipples were so clear visible when they were hard. I reach over and squeeze, pulled, twisted them making them harder under my touch.
I said “This is the last night I want to fuck that hairy fucking bush of yours, Gwen!”
I instructed her that tomorrow she was to trim her pussy hair back, to leave just a little patch of hair above her slit the rest was to be bald. Then I told her she would not fuck Ben again. That had been a mistake, but she was not to feel guilty about it but never tell anyone.
I said “Gwen, you are to dress sexier from now on. Wear short shorts and miniskirts or what ever I tell you to from now on.”
Finally I added “Gwen, you will let me fuck you anytime, anyway I want. You will be more vocally when you are fucked; not just when you are cumming. Now 123 wake up.”
Gwen woke up and returned to drying off as if I had said, nothing to her. When she bend over to dry her legs some more, I slide my finger between her pussy lips and up into her wet cunt. Gwen moaned as my fingers found her clit. After pumping her cunt for a few minutes I pulled her back, sat her on the sink, she didn’t resist. In fact, she spread her legs willingly. I took out my dick, it was rock hard from all this control I had over her. I slammed it up in to her pussy. It felt so wet from her earlier fucking. This was a new experience Gwen wasn’t into sloppy seconds if I got to cum in her without a condom on, I wasn’t going to get anymore until she clean up.
I pump my wife as hard as I could slide all my cock out and then slamming it back into her. The sink was rocking and her back was up against the mirror. If the sink was cold on her ass or the mirror her back, she didn’t complain. In fact, she was too busy moan and begging for me to slam her cunt harder. I love it hear my proper little wife moaning and begging to be fucked. I grunted and she screamed as I climaxed filling her and even shot some on her stomach as I pulled out.
After that I said “I needed a shower!”
Gwen said “I could use another one too!”
It was sexy soaping each other up. We hadn’t showered together in years. Having cum three times even Gwen soapy hands slide over my cock and rubbing my balls only got me half hard. The sound of the running water however had an effect on me. Thanks to the two drinks while I was thinking about what I should do. I had to pee. That was when a nasty ideal ran through my head.
Before I could stop myself, I gave the command. Gwen stiffened I moved her out of the spray of the shower and had her kneel down, cupped her boobs and tilt her head back.
Before I made myself realize how wrong I was I aimed my cock at my wife and let out a stream of golden piss.
My bladder felt so full and I coated my wife’s boobs with me urine. The sight was awesome and Gwen added to it, she was chewing on her bottom lip, something she only does when she is getting hot. This night had been so nasty, but I made it nastier before I finished peeing.
I order me beautiful wife of almost nineteen years, the mother of my children; to take my cock in her mouth and drink my piss. The felling combine with the nastiest of the act added to my wife’s hot mouth around my cock, cause me to loss control I grabbed Gwen’s wet hair and began fucking her face.
Groaning, “Suck it¼ you whore, suck¼ it,” I rammed my cock down my wife’s throat making her gag!
Then surprisingly I grunted, “Drink my cum, slut!”
I cum for the fourth time, I couldn’t believe it. It was like I was a teenager again. 6 months ago I was luck to cum 4 times in a month. I ordered Gwen to clean the smell of urine of her boobs and her body and brush her teeth before coming to bed.
I was already lying in our bed when Gwen came naked in from her shower, she was smiling. As she dug out some black see through lingerie and slipped it on.
She said, “I very tired tonight. I should get a good night sleep.”
We both slept in the next morning and when I woke I found our boys had not returned yet from their friend’s house. That meant I might get some play time in with Gwen before they came home.
I walked outside for my morning paper I saw Dave our neighbor walking up to the house but he didn’t see me. Dave much older than Gwen and I are. He kind of, looks like the classic grandfather on TV, and he is a grandfather, too. He was alright for a neighbor I guess, but was kind of noisy like some neighbors can be. I didn’t complain because I felt sorry for him, his wife had passed way about 2 years ago. From the way I had seen him looking at Gwen, I know he like what he saw. Hell, I sure did, now more than ever. He came to the door wearing his normal tee shirt and sweat pants.
I decided to make his day, hell, maybe his year. Gwen was still just in her black lingerie. So I had her put a robe on over it and go tell Dave I was not home, but invite him in for a cup of coffee. After getting the coffee, she was to leave him in the kitchen and come back to me. Under my control, she did every thing I asked her to do. Gwen went to the door and let him in, sat him down at the kitchen table with his coffee and then she came back to me.
I instructed, “Go back out and flirt a little with Dave, to let your robe fall open a little and after 5 min come back to me but in the wash room.”
Bard walked down the hall. As she did, I snuck down the hall, the other way and into the wash room through a second door. The wash room other door opens into the kitchen. I peaked out the door in the kitchen. Gwen got Dave, a second cup of coffee and sat down at the table across from him. As she did, her rob fell open. I could see her boobs easily and make out her nipples from were I was so Dave couldn’t miss them. he didn’t he was sat there, staring at them.
You could tell, he was nervous but had trouble keeping his eyes off Gwen’s body. She stood up and went too the sink to do dishes. I could hear her talking to Dave about the weather and everything else neighbors talk about. She had her back to him and all he was doing was staring at her butt as it wiggled as she dried dishes, even a few times her robe rode up he could see the bottom curve of her butt-cheeks. I could see under the table from where I was that Dave’s hand was on his erection.
After five minutes of this, Gwen said, “I have to check the laundry be right back.”
Then she came to me in the wash room.
I whispered to Gwen as I rubbed her clit, ”Gwen, you starting to feel really horny. You want to do something about it. You can’t wait for me to home to take care of it. Do anything you wanted to, to take care of your need even if you have to fuck Dave but don’t let Dave cum in you.”
Gwen and I had our twin boys when we were teenagers. We tried having more children with no luck. Our doctor told us that it would be hard if not impossible for us to have more children. So Gwen doesn’t use any birth control. I use condoms most of the time to make Gwen happy. It was bad enough that she had fucked taken two loads form me and two from our son Ben with out protection. I wasn’t about to press my luck even if I was willing to let her fuck our neighbor.
She took off her robe and put it in the washer then turned wearing only her black see-through lingerie went back into the kitchen. Dave’s mouth fell open at the sight of Gwen. In seconds there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Dave said “I have work to…I need…to go.”
Gwen walked over and stopped him and sat on his lap straddled him. In one motion pulled her lingerie off and stuck her boobs in his face. That old guy wasn’t about to refuse a tit in his face. He sucked on her tit like a new born baby. Now total naked, Gwen humped her crotch against Dave like a stripper in heat. After a little grinding action, she reached down and freed his dick from his sweat pants. It was short but thick as hell. Gwen raised herself up and slowly sank onto it. Groaning, the whole time that his cock was stretching her insides.
Dave said nothing as she started getting into a rhythm. She kissed him full on the lips as she wiggled her hips back and forth on him. Grinding her cunt on his thick cock. Moaning, how thick it was! Groaning, how it was stretching her wide! Grunting, about how good it felt!
I was stroking my cock watching my wife hump herself silly on that thick meat inside her. I guess that Dave hadn’t had sex in a long time because he suddenly grunted and wrapped his arms around Gwen held her tight. She began pushing against him trying to get up but Dave was to strong.
“Shit! It was fucking happening again!” I cursed to myself, I couldn’t reveal myself to help my wife because I would reveal I was a pervert watching a old man fuck my wife.
His cumming inside of Gwen triggered her climax and her head went back and she screamed she was cumming even as she trying to obey my orders. Trying to get off Dave’s cock even as he was squirting cum up inside her. Once he had finished cumming he released her and Gwen got off his cock as if it was burning her. The front of Dave’s sweat pants were damp from my wife’s juices it looked as if he had pissed his pants. I don’t think he cared at the moment. His dick was now soft as can be, the old man was spent.
My wife said nothing as Dave put away is cock and left. I walked into the kitchen my cock was hard as a rock.
I said to her, “You a very bad girl for letting Dave cum inside you.”
She began crying saying “I tried to obey but Dave had been too strong.”
I smiled and told her “Bend over the table for your punishment, bad girl.”
Her bare ass was beautiful in the air and added to this sultry picture her cunt was leaking Dave’s cum down her legs. I brought my hand down on her ass cheeks a dozen times turning her white ass, a shade of beautiful pink.
After I finished punishing her, I ordered her to give me a lap dance, to rub her slut ass against my hard cock till I shoot my cum all over it. The tears, she cried as she humped her stinging ass against my crotch didn’t stop me, nor her grunts of pain as I pulled and twisted her nipples. Then she lifted up and my cock shifted in position, like it knew where it wanted to be. When she came down, my cock slide between her pussy lips. She continued grinding herself against me, obeying my order for a lap dance even with my cock buried in her cunt. I grunted and added more cum to my wife’s cunt. When Gwen stood up, out slide my cock and white goo began leaking out of her. A quick order and Gwen’s hand caught the white stuff plopping out of her. I smiled as she leaked her hand clean before going to clean up. now having taken six loads of cum in two days from three different men, I decided that as soon as possible Gwen needed to be on birth control I would have her call for a doctor’s appointment on Monday.
The boys called and asked since it was Saturday if they could stay another night over at their friend’s house. It was fine by me. It just meant I have more time for fun and games with Gwen. After a long bath Gwen in which shaved her pussy bald I allowed her to put on only a t-shirt that was too small. Her nipples were clearly visible. All afternoon I watched Gwen’s bare butt as she did her house work. The sight of her sweet ass wiggling around all day had me horny as hell and made me think about fucking her ass that night. We had only tried anal once and Gwen had cried about it hurting too much to every try again.
But with her under my spell I didn’t care about anything but using my wife’s for my pleasure, and I was thinking about making that sweet tight ass gape like a porno sluts before the night was out. But my plans changed when Mandy, Gwen’s mom called to say she wanted to come over for dinner. Mandy was always given me hell.
She always said “The only reason her daughter, Gwen ever married me was because I had knocked her up.”
So I was looking forward to her visit. It also meant that my nearly naked wife would have to get dressed. So I was in a piss mood till about half way through dinner.
Then Mandy asked, “So Gwen, how are you doing with you attempt to quit smoking? Is that hypnotist I sent you to helping?”
That’s when it dawned on me. Mandy was the one that got Gwen to go to the doctor after he had helped her to stop smoking. I wondered if she could have been controlled like Gwen. When Gwen went into the kitchen I saw a chance to see if it would work.
I said the command, “Come in and sit.”
Mandy stared straight ahead.
“Mandy, you ok?”
She nodded her head. It seemed to worked she was in my control.
“Go the couch and sit down, and close your eyes.” I said.
She did just that. My wife was in the kitchen while her mom was on the couch in my control. I had to figure out what I was going to do. I went to the kitchen and put Gwen under and told her to go to bed as she was tired, nothing would woke her until the morning.
I went back into the living room. Gwen’s Dad had died years ago and I doubted if Mandy had let another man anywhere near her pussy.
With Mandy under my spell, I said to her, “Mandy, you are horny, very horny.” she began shifting in her seat.
“You think I’m very sexy and you want to seduce me. You can’t control yourself and you will do anything I say from now on. If I tell you to jump, you jump. If I want you to play with your self, you do it. Understand?”
“Yes” she replied. I woke her up. “Where’s Gwen?”
“She went to bed, she was tired.” I said.
Mandy got this smile on her face and asked if I could rub her back.
“Sure” I said.
She lay down on the couch slipping her shirt off then she laid face down on the couch. As I rubbed her back, my heart began pounding harder.
I couldn’t believe I was going to fuck my mother-in-law. Since getting married the only woman I had ever fucked was Gwen. Sure I had gone to strip club and seen other women naked but I only stuck my cock in Gwen. Until now, Mandy had been a pain in my butt for years so tonight I pay her back by being a pain in hers.
I unhooked her bra while I rubbed her back she just lay there and moaned how good my hands felt. After a few minutes I put her back under then I told her to stand up. She did so letting her bra fall to the floor. Her boobs were smaller than Gwen but like Gwen her nipples were big and thick.
“Take all your clothes off.” I sit there and watch her strip.
She had a hairy bush it had so much hair that it stuck out the side of her cotton panties.
“Fuck, it run in the family.” I thought.
“Tomorrow, Mandy you will shave this mess bald. Go out and buy some thong underwear. I want you to flash me your ass from now on when you come over here. You understand?”
Mandy nodded. “Turn around and spread your ass I want to see your hole.”
I pull my pants off my cock was throbbing, in the last three day so many nasty thing had happen. I listen to my wife’s doctor hypnosis my wife and rape her, I seen my son, Ben and my neighbor, Dave fuck my wife. I had made my wife blow me and cum in her mouth, even pissed on her, even in her mouth. Made her shave her mound bald and had her spend the day nearly naked.
And now I was about to rim my Mother-in-law’s ass before fucking her ass. Damn life was good. I took over spread Mandy’s cheek before kissing her asshole then licking it and sliding my tongue as deep in her ass as I could get it. Mandy gripped the couch as I tongue her hole and fingered her clit. Those two things soon had her moaning about needing a hard cock. So standing behind her I rubbed my cock head up her against her ass holed that made Mandy moan. Smiling to myself that my mother-in-law was acting like a bitch in heat.
I pulled back. “Here it comes.”
With a hard thrust forward my cock head sank into my mother-in-law’s ass. She screamed and pushed her face into the couch cushions as I sank into her ass to my balls.
After she had stopped screaming, I whispered into her ear, “You like your ass fucked, getting a cock up your ass makes you cum harder then getting fucked in the cunt. You loved it and beg for it ever time you want to be fucked.”
I began thrusting in and out slowly as Mandy began begging for me to fuck her harder. As my strokes began harder and faster her moans became louder. I told her to rub her clit while I fucked her tight ass rub it hard and fast. I told her if she needed to scream do it into a pillow. She came almost instantly her muffled scream of pleasure were a turn-on. 3 or four times back to back, her climax ripped through her before I emptied my balls deep into Mandy’s ass. We stay locked together till my cock soften and slide out of Mandy’s ass. I spread her cheeks and her asshole gape open wider than it had it first time I had seen it but now my cum was leaking out. It was a nasty sight that made me want to stick my tongue up her ass.
I ran my finger up and down her slit that brought a whimper out of her, her pussy was soaking wet.
“Does that pussy’s need some thing in it, Mandy?” I asked.
“Oh please.” Mandy whimpered.
I walked to the kitchen and quickly found what I was looking for a thick bumpy cucumber.
I handed her the cucumber and smiling I said “go fuck yourself, Mandy.”
Mandy took the cucumber and looked at it and blinked. For a second I thought she was snapping out of the trance, and been I be in deep shit. Then Mandy started to insert it into her pussy.
“No, turn it around use the thick end.” I said.
As I had told her Mandy placed the thickness end against her open and began push it in. She began grunt say it was too big, I didn’t care I order her to get it in there.
That green monster was thicker than me by some and it looked thicker than Dave’s cock by a little bit and Gwen had groaned about Dave’s cock stretching her wide. I wanted to see if Mandy could handle it. I watched it disappear into Mandy inch by pussy stretching inch until only a small tip was visible outside her body. Mandy was breathing heavy and complaint was it was cold from the refrigerator. I watching as Mandy’s cunt muscle began squeeze the big green vegetable cock out of her hairy hole. It was quite a sight. Once there was enough out for her to get a grip on I order her to begin pump it in and out.
For five minutes I watched my mother-in-law fuck herself, moaning the whole time that how it was stretching her inside. She went slowly at first because of the size of it, but soon under my order she was pounding her cunt hard and fast. My eyes were glued to the sight of Mandy abusing her pussy. I had a prefect view when Mandy yanked the big monster out of her and liquid began shooting out of her hole. At first I thought she was pissing then I realized the liquid was shooting from her cunt hole. I was seeing my very first female ejaculation. My mother-in-law was a squirter.
I had grown hard again after watching my mother-in-law’s climax. I moved between her legs and Mandy jumped when my cock-head touched her pussy lips.
“I am too sensitive right now for that. Please, no more.” Mandy almost begged.
I didn’t care I wanted her to suffer for all the shit she had put me though over the years. I also want her to climax over and over again I wanted her know I had given her an incredible night of pleasure too.
“Scream into a pillow if you need to but I am fucking you until I cum deep inside your cunt like I did your ass.” I said.
As I jammed my cock pass her swollen tender pussy lips as deep into her as I could. Mandy grabbed a pillow and began scream almost as soon as my cock touched her lips. On every down stroke I grinded my crotch against hers, bring whimpers of pain and moans of pleasure out of Mandy.
She had stretched out that pussy of hers, and she was sloppy wet. I smiled to myself, it was going to take awhile for me to get off. My retreat from her cunt was slowly, but my invasion was fast and hard followed by me grinding against her. Mandy push against, trying in vain to push me out of her, but the powerful orgasms she had already had, from my anal assault and the brutal cucumber fuck had her weak.
Her pussy was betraying her, with a new climax that my invading cock drew out of her, she became weaker and weaker. After a good ten minute of my slow redraws and pounding thrusts, Mandy was a whimpering wreck just begging me to just finish. Hearing that I began speeding my thrusts and Mandy screamed again in to the pillow as my balls emptied into Mandy’s abused cunt. When I pulled out Mandy’s juices began flow freely out her gaping pussy. Not wanting her and my juices to stain my couch I plugged her leaking hole with her panties. I stuff her panties up inside leaving a small piece for her use to pull them out when she got home. I allow her to sleep for an hour or so and then woke her. She dressed quietly and left.
I woke the next morning thinking of what happened the night before I had raped my mother-in-law, and made her love every minute of it. I was surprised of how much I had enjoy it, I began think about some of the other woman I had seen in the doctor’s office, if I could only get there names and numbers want nasty things I could do.
Just then the phone rang when I answer it I heard Mandy’s voice. Right on time, last night I had instructed her to called and tell how guilty she felt at what had happen but how much she enjoyed it.
“Mike, I’m sorry about last night. I don’t know what came over me, but it felt so good I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want you to stop. I did not mean for that to happen, but is it wrong for me to but I am glad it happen. So please forgive me.”
“Don’t worry about it Mandy I was just as much at fault as you were.”
“Are you going to tell Gwen?”
“No, the truth would only hurt her so we’ll keep it between us, ok?”
“I just feel so guilty, Mike, about enjoying it so much. A mother isn’t supposed to do that with her daughter’s husband.”
“Come over here so we can talk about it.”
“I can’t face Gwen right now knowing what you and I did.”
“Mandy, Gwen is going shopping. We can talk with out her here. So come by here about noon.”
I hung up the phone. Mandy was feeling guilty, good. I want her like that but after last night she was going to do what ever I want. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen. Gwen was cooking breakfast she wearing blue see through top and thong panties.
One of the boys was sitting at the table eating so I didn’t walk in. I didn’t know that the boys had come home. I could see he was enjoying the view of his mom’s nearly bare assed naked body. Just staring at her as he eat so I figure it had to be Ben. When my son got up and left the kitchen and I commanded Gwen to come in and sit.
Once she heard the command she stared straight ahead. I told her after breakfast she was going shopping and take the boys. Not to come home till after three. That she was to look at other men and think about how good it would feel to fuck them and if she was about to get any guy alone she could enjoy herself, even go as far as to fuck him. I told her to flirt with Ben, if she wanted to. Flirt or show off her body was ok but no sex. I won’t notice your flirting so you don’t have to worry about me finding out. When Gwen came out of her trance, I said.
“Why don’t you take both boys with you shopping today, Gwen? Ben and Andy both need to get some new shoes.”
“Ok.” is all she said.
I needed to get all of them out of the house so I’d be alone when Gwen’s Mom came over. Gwen left the kitchen to tell the boys to get ready they were going out with her. When I walked in to the living room Gwen was talking to one of the boys sitting with him on the couch. She had her hand on his knee while she was telling him where they were going shopping. My son got nervous when I walked in so I went down the hall toward the bedrooms but I slip into the washroom and then back into the kitchen. I was able to spy on what was happen in the front room this way. Gwen was still talking to our son and rubbing his leg.
Our son was more at ease with out me in the room. Once relaxed Gwen lay across his lap and asked him to rub her back. Our boy began rubbing his mom’s back but his eyes are glued to her nearly bare butt. Every time he rubbed a little higher her night gown rode up more and he got a full view of her butt. I could tell he was having trouble trying to control his breathing. Gwen was getting horny to I could see her hips moving and her own breathing was heavier too. I told her not to go all the way but I wondered how far she would go.
Our son reached down and started rubbing her butt. Gwen let out a slight moan and arched her back. That moan brought a smile to my son’s face so he decided to hold nothing back, his hand slide down between her legs. His hand began moving back and forth over the small piece of material covering his mother bare cunt lips. Gwen tried to get up at this but our son held her down. I could see the lust in his eyes. Gwen is small thing only 120 lbs so the boys are bigger, out weigh her and are much stronger.
He held her down on his lap with his left arm and pushed her panties out of his way with his right.
Gwen said “No, we got to get ready to go shopping. “We can’t go all the way. Ben…stop.”
Then was when our son said, “Mom…I am Andy.”
At that she stopped, “Oh…then it ok, but we can’t be do this here. We need to be alone.”
Andy let his mom up and she went to the hall. Andy followed her. I realizing at that moment I had fucked up again. I had told Gwen to think about fuck other men but there were other men in the house, our sons. I had told her to flirt and she did…get turn-on and horny. I told her if she was alone she could actual fucking them. I felt safe of a half second. Gwen thought I was in our bedroom and Ben was in the boy’s room. They couldn’t use the wash room, some could walk in. So there was not a room for them to be alone in the house. That’s when I realized the bathroom. I hurried to the bathroom. The door was locked, so I pushed my ear to the door. I could hear me wife’s voice.
“Yes, oh yes baby, fuck mommy, fuck her good.”
It was over quickly.
I waited for Gwen in our bedroom. When she came in to get dressed I stop her with the command and checked her, probing her cunt with two fingers, sure enough they came out sticky with cum.
“Fuck, because of my action four different men had cum in her since Thursday and it was only Sunday. I know I had to stop this but I know that I wasn’t strong enough…the hard-on in my pants was proof of that.
I had grown hard listen to Andy fucking my wife, his own mom. So I came up with a plan. I know Mandy would be here soon. So I had let my wife be and after she was dress told me that her and the boys were going shopping and would be home about three acting like nothing just happened.
Mandy showed up at the door 5 minutes after they left. She was crying.
“Come in and sit,” I said as soon as I saw her.
She stared straight ahead.
“When ever I look into your eyes you will be filled with lust for me. You will feel guilty afterward every time but you will not stop wanting me. You are to never tell anyone and always do what ever I tell you. 1 2 3 .wake up” I said to her
She woke up and was still crying. I looked into her eyes.
She said “No, I can’t. It’s wrong,” but she then kissed me.
When we broke the kiss she grabbed my hand and led me to my bedroom…to the bed I shared with my wife. We tore off each other clothes and Mandy pushed me down on the bed. My cock was rock hard from knowing that my son, Andy had fucked his mother, and knowing the control I had over both my wife and her mother. I let Mandy climbed on top and grabbed my cock and lower her pussy onto my shaft.
“Fuck you’re so hard. My daughter not taking care of you, is she? Well, do you worry momma going to take care of you right.”
For the next few hours Mandy rode me having several orgasms, and with each one I felt her squirting hot juices pour out of her and over my cock and balls soaking the bed below us. She dangled her tits in my face perfectly for my mouth and teeth to reach. I chewed and sucked her nipples as she humped herself silly on me. Finally I grunted cumming inside her. Mandy sat up and expected my load deep in her cunt.
As she laid there catch our breath Mandy said “You given me… more orgasms in two… fucks then… Gwen’s dad had in the last five yeas of our marriage.”
By the time we both caught our breath, there was no time for more fun Gwen was going to be home soon. So Mandy got dressed and left in a hurry.
When Mandy left I thought about taking a quick shower but I decided I honestly didn’t care that I smelled of sweat and sex. I fixed a drink and waited for Gwen and the boys. I decided I have to tell the boys about my control over the mother. I had to make them believe me and I know how to do it.
When Gwen and the boys got home and Gwen came up to our room looking for me.
“Hey, Honey. The boys and I got some new clothes and some groceries, what you been doing?”
“Nothing, I just took a nap.” I lied.
“Honey, what that smell?” Gwen asked.
I answered her with come in and sit. Gwen stared straight ahead.
“Put on your black bra and panties wait here till I call you. When you come into the front room, this is what I want you to do.” I said as I quickly explain what I wanted to happen.
Then I went knocked on the boys door and asked the boys to come to the front room. I sat across from them as they sat down on the couch.
I said plainly “I knew that both you boys have fucked your mother.”
The boys both went white.
“And honestly it is my fault it all happened.”
For the next twenty minute I explain what was happening and why. When I was done I could see there was some disbelief in their eyes but there was also a look that things began to make since.
“I’ll prove what I am saying is true. Gwen, please come in here.”
Gwen walked into the front in her black bra and panties and stopped.
I smiled and said “Tell the boys what you want to do right now.”
Gwen smiled put her hand on her hips and said, “Boys, I want to suck your cocks and let you cum all over my face, so off with those shorts.”
Both Andy and Ben looked at me stunned. Then Gwen reached between her tits and unbuttoned her bra freeing her tits for the boys. That all it took for the boys to drop their shorts for their mother. For the next few minutes I watched as my wife take turns sucked her son’s cocks, I watched as first one then the other disappeared down Gwen’s throat. It was quite a sight.
That when I said, “Gwen stop. Please go to the bedroom and wait.”
The boys stood there, their shorts around the ankles and their spit shiny cock sticking straight out. Both wanted to know what I was doing. I explained that all three of us had abuse Gwen, using her without her willing consent. Even though she seemed to be willing, she was actually in a trance. In effect we had all raped her, but maybe part of her wanted to be treated this way, because a person even hypnotized will not do something that they were against doing.
So we had to decide; do we stop now. I could command Gwen to forget everything and we just have to act as if nothing had happen. Or do I command her to give in to us, when we want sex, and we use her like a whore. I got the answer I wanted. Both the boys didn’t what to use the mother like a whore but they wanted her to stay willing for anything to happen. Yes, I had rigged the result by have their mother suck them but not finish them off.
I showed my control over their mother and made them think with their cocks not their heads. If I hadn’t I was pretty sure Andy would have freaked even though he had fucked his mother, but Ben, I was sure would not have wanted to change things but why take a chance.
I called Gwen back to the front room she was wearing a white t-shirt that stop just below her tits, her nipples were clearly hard, poking thought her shirt. The only thing else she was wearing were the sheer black panties from the first time she was in the front room. I give her, her commands in front of our sons so they would know the ground rules I had thought up.
First she was to continue to wear little or nothing around the house when doing the house chores. Even if the boy’s friends came over if she was doing house chores she was not to go change. I told Gwen to think about sex all the time, to stay wet and horny. She was to act sexy around the three of us but other then teasing she was not to do anything with the boys.
This brought a protest from Ben and Andy but I calm them telling them that I knew what I was doing.
I said to Gwen “If one of your sons tries anything with you, you are tell him…it’s not right…tell him no but don’t stop him. The boys are much stronger than you. If one of them holds even your hand, you can’t get away but you don’t want to get away because you really want to fuck your sons, as much as they want to fuck you.”
I told Ben and Andy that if they want sex from their mother, they have to start it to make it happen but Gwen would give them anything they wanted.
“Plus when you are with the boys sexual there is no one else there, even in a crowded room of people, to you it just you and them. Understand Gwen?”
I told the boys that way I could watch the action if I wanted to. Andy said “Dad that pretty perverted.”
I shut him by replying, “More pervert then fucking your own mother, beside you didn’t mind me seating her watching when Gwen offered to blow you.”
After I woke Gwen up from her trance, Gwen said “if there is nothing else, I going to get dinner ready, bake something and do some dishes.”
She wiggled her hips as she walks out of the room. After Gwen went into the kitchen I turned on the TV and found a game to watch and the boys went to their rooms. I wasn’t surprised when I saw Ben go in the kitchen. I walked to the kitchen door to see if anything was going to happen
By this time Gwen had dinner and her cake in the oven and was cleaning up her mess. Ben walked up behind his mother and squeezed her butt.
Gwen pulls away “Don’t Ben you’re my son. It’s wrong.”
Ben wraps his arms around her and grabbed her butt again and pulled her into him.
“Come on, mom, you wanted this as much as I do.”
“No, Ben I won’t…” Gwen never finished her sentence as Ben shut her up be kissing her, it was a deep hard kiss.
Ben said after breaking the kiss, “Let’s go to my room.”
“No Ben, please.”
There was not as much protest in Gwen’s voice this time. At that Ben took her arm and pulled her along. Because of my command Gwen just let him lead her to his room. Ben tells his mom to sit down on his bed. Which she did, Ben walked in front of her and drop his pants down. It didn’t seem to bother Ben that I was standing at the door watching.
“Suck me, mom.”
Gwen said “no.”
It was barely a whispers protest. Ben grabbed the back of his mom’s head and pushed her forward. Her mouth opened and she starts sucking him slowly. Her gently sucking had Ben moaning and that brought Andy to his brother’s door. Seeing Andy at the door Ben pulled his now rock hard dick out of his mom’s mouth and told her to go over and suck Andy till he came in her mouth. She gets up and went over to Andy. Andy looked a little shocked. Even though he know what was going to be going on in the house now. I honestly don’t think he would take advantage of his mother’s condition now that he knew about it. So his brother Ben was going to help him out.
Andy didn’t stop his mom as she pulled his jeans down and knelt down in front of him. He didn’t stop her when she started sucking on him. All Andy did was just stare down at his cock disappearing in and out of his mother’s mouth. After a few minutes Andy grabbed his mother head and held her as he climaxed in her mouth. Ben had her pull off her shirt and then removed her panties. I watched my son Ben inhale deep the scent of his mother pussy off her panties before handing them to Andy who did the same.
Ben had his mother lay on the floor and slid between her legs.
“No, Ben…stop…please we can’t.”
Bard weak protested did nothing to stop him from slide up into her.
Once his cock was in Gwen, “oh yes, please fuck mommy good.”
Andy sat and watched as his brother fucked in and out of their mother’s cunt. It was then that the oven went off and I calmly walked into the kitchen and took dinner out leaving my wife on the floor being fucked by her own son. I checked on them several time over the next hour Ben and Andy took turns fucking their mother in different position. Both of them climaxed in their mother several times, feeding her mouth and pussy a couple of loads of hot cum. Gwen moaned and begged for ever drop of cum her son’s balls could provide her.
When both boys looked spent, I said “it was time to eat.”
“Can I go now boys?” Gwen asked stroking her son’s now limp cocks.
“Sure mom, thanks.” Together the boys said.
Gwen got dressed and went to set the table. As if nothing had happen she was smiling but she looked a little tired.
After dinner she soaked in the tub for over an hour before coming to bed. In bed we talked about the day she had. There was a guilty look on her face, which was a turn-on, since I know what she had been doing.
As far as she knew when she was with the boys getting banged I was out of the house. She was partly embarrassed, partly ashamed but I could tell she was horny too. As soon as I was undressed exposing my hard-on to Gwen, she wanted to know if we could fuck. She climb on top of me and rode me. As she ground her crotch against mine she yelped a little in pain.
I knew that the boys had fucked her good and hard for over an hour so her pussy had to be a little sore. But Gwen acted like a whore in heat grinding against me hard. We fucked like this until she climaxed several times and I felt a trickle of something hot roll over my cock and down my balls. I was thrilled like her mother Gwen was squirting her juices on me. I was spent but I was surprised that Gwen was still horny. She was willing to suck my cock even though it was covered in her and my cum. I looked at the time it was only 9:30 pm I put Gwen under.
“Call Dave, tell him I’m out with the boys and you have a leak in the kitchen. And need help.”
As Gwen got up and left the room I when and checked on the boys. Both of them were out. I move to the wash room to watch like I did the first time.
When Gwen and Dave walked in to the kitchen he asked, “Gwen, Where’s the leak?”
“The leaks between my legs.” She said as she dropped her robe standing in front of him naked.
All Dave said was “I can’t believe this.”
As Gwen knelt and took his cock in her mouth. As soon as he was hard, he bent her over the coffee table in the kitchen and slide into her from behind.
“Damn you wet, Gwenye.” Dave said.
I almost laughed sure she was in the last few years she had taken a load of cum from three different cock was would soon be taking a fourth. Gwen started humping back into Dave as he humped forward. Even fucking with pussy full of cum for lube and pussy stretched by three cocks Gwen was moan that Dave thick member was stretching her inside. Dave was smiling as he climaxed inside Gwen. He held her against his crotch until he went soft and slipped out.
Gwen smiled “thanks for helping with my leak.”
Dave smiled and said “Anytime.”
Gwen sat there for a few minutes before I walked in my cock hard in my hand and seeing me stroking myself she starts playing with herself. Gwen was now out of control and I was loving it. Her pussy lips were bright pink from the pounding that she had taking today. It only took a second or two, rubbing her super-sensitive clit to make her begin squirting. It wasn’t a trickle like in the bedroom it looked like she was pissing the floor. That sight set me off and I shoot several squirts of white cum on my wife’s tits.
As we tried to catch our breaths I notice the boys both standing there naked, they had hard-ons and a look of lust on their faces. I guess we had made too much noise. The look on Gwen was one of total sexual satisfaction and total exhaustion, she was spent. I didn’t try and stop the boys as they picked up their mother and carried her to thier bedroom.
Gwen was weakly begged them saying “No…please…stop.”
I walked down and watched a few minutes but even what I saw was not enough to get me hard again. I was spent, too. Ben was on his back, his mother laid on top of him his arm wrapped around his mother to hold her.
Honestly she no longer had the strength to push off him even if she wanted to. Her weak moan told me she didn’t as Ben pumped his cock up into his mother’s cunt. Gwen’s butt quivered I knew she was close to a powerful orgasm. Then Andy got on top of his mom. So with Ben underneath, Gwen in the middle Andy mounted his mom, the little bastard was getting his mom ass. This put Gwen over the edge. She moaned and wiggled and climaxed again and again as both boys shoot their cum deep in their mother’s body. That was it they all collapsed on the bed. Seeing this I was done I went to my room and climbed into bed.
The next morning when I get up Gwen is not in bed with me. She had stayed in bed with our sons sleeping sound all night. I went down the hall and knock on the door to get them up and clean up for school.
I was not surprised to see both my sons getting a blowjob from their mother before they head to school. After the boys left Gwen still naked began stripping Ben bed and put on new linens, just doing her normal house chores. When she came out and saw me, she was surprised she had thought I had left. She walked down the hall and dropped the soiled linens from Ben bed off in the wash room then she walked back to the bathroom and went in to take a shower. It was so surreal and sexy to watch my wife walk around naked.
I walked into the bathroom and tried to touch my wife between her legs, she stopped me. Claiming that she felt she was getting yeast infection, I know it was that her pussy was too sore from all the fuck yesterday. I smiled at that, I left the house after a quick blowjob.
So what did the future hold for my family, about three week later we found out that Gwen was pregnant. I wasn’t really surprised.
I didn’t stop the fun for a few months. Not until Gwen started showing during the second trimester.
I guess Dave had thought it was his because he sold his house and moved away. With Gwen unable to take care of me and the boys, I let the boys in on the fact I could control their grandmother too. I wasn’t surprised that boys had no problems with fucking their grandmother. The boys even brought over the whole defense from their football team one weekend and Mandy got the gangbang of a lifetime.
Gwen give birth to two beautiful baby girls, another set of twins. I had her tubes tied so no more accidents could happen. Around this time Ben started dating this girl, Jeanie who told Ben that she thought that Gwen was sexy. So of course I had Gwen began a lesbian affair with Jeanie after a few months. Ben and I caught the two of them together. After explain we had set it up Jeanie became a willing partner in our family fun.
After awhile Jeanie introduced our family to her Uncle Jack and his daughter CC who it turned out were lovers. Andy fell in love with CC and they got married. Love stuck twice and Jack ended up marrying Mandy becoming Gwen’s new Daddy. Ben and Jeanie had kids together but never married. My twin daughter’s Kathy and Mary were raised in up know al about family love. So when they were fourteen they both wanted their brother Ben to take the cherries. Honestly I think the Ben was their father, since he got Jeanie pregnant twice both times she had twin boys.
Family loving has been part of my family now for thirty years. So I wasn’t even surprised when my daughter Kathy said she was marrying Ben Jr. Who, I still feel is really her brother not her cousin like she thinks. I am now in my late seventy. Both Mandy and Jack are gone. Gwen passed away a few years ago, too. Mainly now, at the family reunion I just get to watch my great grand children and my great-great grand children. But every once in awhile one of the ladies in our family drops by the house and thanks me for watch the kids with a quick fuck or a blowjob.
It’s been a strange life but I would never change a thing.

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My Mom Samantha

Son gets ideas about his mom after reading incest stories and figures out a way to try and make a story come to life.

I’m glad I came

My first story,hope you guys like it.Don’t hesitate to point out any grammatical errors or mistakes in the narrative.Enjoy…..

Coming Mother Chapter 4

Chapter 4
Shellie dressed in her skimpiest bikini, one that hugged her
round ass very tightly. The lower halves of her creamy ass were
exposed, and her cunt made an exciting bulge in the front. The
top just cupped her firm tits, her nipples threatening to climb
over the top. Jay wore a pair of old jeans he had hacked the legs
from.
After a very late breakfast, they untied the houseboat and
navigated down the river. They cruised slowly, in no hurry, with
no destination in mind. They passed many people, some on
houseboats like theirs, some in small row boats, and many
fisherman.
Every male they passed had to look at Shellie, and she
reveled in their hungry stares. Jay did most of the steering as
his mother stood or sat on the front deck. He watched her,
knowing she was enjoying the attention of those they passed. He
was seeing his mother in a different light now. Maybe it was
because they were fucking, but he saw his mother as a desirable
woman more than as an extraordinarily beautiful young mother. He
noticed she would find some excuse to bend over when they passed a
fishing boat, her ass showing. Since he was inside the small
cabin where the wheel was, he was not seen. Jay knew she was
enjoying herself and the comments made about her body.
Until they passed two men in an outboard boat.
“Hot shit!” one of them called. “Hey, sugar, show me where
it comes from and I’ll drink a gallon of your piss!”
“Don’t pay any attention to him, beautiful!” his companion
laughed. “You can shit in my face any day!”
Jay noticed his mother flushed with such comments. They
didn’t excite her at all, he realized.
At mid-afternoon, they tied up at the bank, securing the
lines to some overhanging trees. Shellie prepared a light lunch,
and they sat on top of the cabin and ate. The sun deck was
fenced, about a foot and a half high. If they were lying down on
the sun deck, they would be out of sight of any one passing.
“I hope you don’t become as crude as those assholes were,”
Shellie said to her son. “Girls don’t like those things.”
“I know, Mom,” Jay replied. “But you sure enjoyed the
attention.”
“The attention, yes,” she confessed. “I’m a woman, and women
love to be admired. I just can’t stand men like those two. How
they think such rude comments will help them pick up a woman, I’ll
never know. Shit in his face, indeed!”
Jay laughed. “You almost pissed in my face.”
“There’s a big difference, honey. I enjoy a little perverse
play, but there is a line, after all,” she said.
“I don’t think I’d enjoy getting a face full of shit,” Jay
replied.
“What about a face full of piss?” she teased.
Jay looked directly at his mother. “Hot piss?”
“That’s the only kind,” she answered, her voice throaty.
“Well … I’d have to think about that,” Jay said.
She looked at her son closely. “That man didn’t mean he
would actually drink my piss, you know.”
“He didn’t?”
“He was talking about licking my cunt.”
Jay’s eyes widened as he looked at his mother. “Licking your
cunt?”
“Eating me,” she grinned at him. “You know, sticking his
tongue up my cunt and sucking and licking it, making me come with
his tongue.”
“That’s crazy, Mom,” Jay said, but his young body shivered.
“Oh, is it?” she asked, arching her eyebrows. “Why is it
crazy?”
“Who would use their tongue when they have a hard-on?” Jay
countered. “What good would it do him to suck your cunt when his
cock was hard?”
“Oh, you’d be surprised, baby,” she cooed, untying her top
and letting her flawless tits out to the sun. “Especially if he
had an eager woman who would … take his cock in her mouth, too.”
Jay’s eyes widened as he watched his mother untie the strings
of her bikini and slip out of them. She sat on the chair naked,
caressing her tits and twisting lightly on her nipples.
“Do you do that, Mom?” he asked, his voice husky.
“It depends,” she whispered, sliding a hand between her
thighs and caressing her cunt.
“On what?”
“You’re interested, aren’t you, baby?” she grinned at her
son, her expression lewd.
“You might piss,” he said, watching her part her thighs and
scoot her ass to the edge of the chair.
“I might,” she teased. “Are you thinking about sucking
Mother’s cunt?”
Jay nodded. “But I don’t wanna get a face full of piss,” he
said.
“Are you sure about that?” Shellie murmured, rubbing two
fingers along her long, distended clit.
Jay’s cock swelled inside his cut-offs, the head of his cock
slipping into view. Shellie gazed at it, licking her lips,
sliding a finger into her cunt. She worked it in and out, while
Jay watched. Shellie stared at the head of her son’s cock. His
comment about pushing his face into her cunt thrilled her. It had
been a long time since she felt a tongue up her pussy, and she
loved to be licked. Perhaps that was because of her extra-long
clit too. She didn’t know, but she loved to have her cunt sucked.
Her orgasms were powerful when she had a tongue inside her pussy,
or lapping at her clit, or lips sucking on it.
Jay didn’t know what to say to his mother’s question. He
found himself wanting to feel her soft, wet cunt against his
mouth, but he wasn’t sure at all if he wanted her to piss in his
face. She teased him a lot, and maybe she was teasing him now,
but then again, maybe she wasn’t.
“Mom, you said it depends on something whether you take a
cock in your mouth,” he said. “What does it depend on?”
“Mmmm, you are interested!” she gurgled, twisting her clit
gently. “It depends on what my man does for me,” she said. “I’m
not bashful, Jay. If a man does certain things to me, so that I
enjoy it, I return everything he does.” She slipped her finger
into her cunt, seeing her son’s excitement. “If my man licked my
pussy, you can be sure I’d suck his cock.”
Jay’s prick slipped from his cut-offs, the head swollen, his
piss hole flaring. Shellie watched it drip, and she swallowed
with eagerness to taste it. What she had told her son was true;
she would suck cock if a man licked her cunt. But she knew, for
her son, she’d suck him off whether he licked her pussy or not.
Slipping to her knees, she knelt before him, sliding her
hands up his legs to his crotch. She pulled the crotch of his
cut-offs to one side, revealing hairless balls and the length of
his hard-on. She tickled his balls tenderly, closing her fingers
about his cock with her other hand. She squeezed hard, making the
smooth head bulge and drip more. Her eyes stared at his piss
hole, watching the clear juices bead up and sparkle in the late
afternoon sun.
The sounds of boats passing them made no difference to Jay
and Shellie. Although Jay could see the people in the boats, his
mother’s head was beneath the short railing. If another houseboat
passed, and people were on the top sun deck, they could see.
She gazed at her son’s hard cock with hungry eyes, stroking
it slowly, twisting her fist about it, cupping his balls and
feeling the hot fullness of them. She lowered her face close to
the head of her son’s cock.
“Are you gonna put it in your mouth, Mom?” Jay asked in a
shaking sound.
“You’d love it, wouldn’t you, honey?” she purred, placing her
lips to the wet piss hole and brushing them from side to side.
“You’d love to have me take this cock in my mouth, wouldn’t you?”
Jay nodded eagerly.
Lifting her face, she ran her tongue across her moist lips,
tasting the juices from his cock.
“What would you do for Mother?” she asked throatily. “Would
you do it for me, too?”
Jay squirmed in his chair, placing his hands on his mother’s
naked shoulders. Shellie arched her tits to her son’s crotch and
rubbed them along the hard shaft, feeling his cock throb between
them. She closed her tits tightly about his cock and rubbed them
up and down. The heat of his cock between her tits made her naked
body tremble with eagerness. She pushed the dripping piss hole of
his cock against her nipples, mewling softly as they began to
glisten.
Jay watched, his fingers digging into her creamy shoulders.
His cock was very hard, and his balls ached with swollen fullness.
Shellie rubbed her tits against his balls, her eyes turned toward
his face, glazed with passion. Jay was very excited, and he
squirmed his ass against the chair.
“Would you lick Mother’s cunt if I sucked your cock,
darling?” she asked in a husky voice.
Jay nodded, no longer thinking she might piss in his face.
At the moment, his cock was making up his mind.
“Wonderful, baby,” Shellie cooed, pulling him from his chair.
When he was on his feet before her, she opened his cut-offs
and slipped them down. As Jay stepped out of his shorts, a boat
passed, a young girl in it. She waved at him, and Jay lifted his
own hand in return. Shellie knelt before her son, holding his
hips and staring at his throbbing cock.
“God, Jay! You have such a beautiful cock!”
Shellie opened her mouth and pulled half her son’s cock into
her mouth. She closed her eyes as she felt the burning throb of
it between her lips. She pressed it with her tongue, then licked
it, purring with delight.
“Ohhhh, Mom!” Jay gasped, feeling the wet heat of his
mother’s mouth on his cock. “Oooooh, this feels so good!”
Shellie gurgled, sliding her lips down onto his prick, her
eyes gleaming up at him. Her lips smashed at the base, feeling
the sparse crinkle of hair there. The swollen head of her son’s
cock was pressing at the back of her throat. The taste of her
son’s cock excited her tremendously. Shellie had sucked cock
before, but she felt more excited to have her son’s cock inside
her mouth than any other time, with any other man. Jay’s cock was
perfect inside her mouth. it didn’t choke her by going too deep,
and her mouth could hold it tightly and still use her tongue.
She flicked her tongue about his piss hole, tasting the
seeping juices, her naked body trembling as her cunt pulsated.
Her long clit was extended and hard, throbbing ever so sweetly,
the cheeks of her naked ass clenching. She purred and mewled
about her son’s cock as she sucked back and forth on it, holding
his hips.
Jay stood, his legs shaking, looking down at her, ignoring
passing boats, not caring if anyone could see them or not. His
mother was sucking on his cock and it felt so good, he didn’t want
her to stop, ever.
Shellie pushed her mouth to the base, and rubbed his hairless
balls on her chin, her throat working at the head as her tongue
swirled.
Pulling her mouth off his cock with a soft, sucking sound,
she hugged him into her face, her eyes smoldering with passion.
“Ohhh, Jay, you taste so good! God, it’s been years since
I’ve sucked a hard cock!”
Jay’s legs trembled weakly, and he slumped to the sun deck.
Shellie, understanding his excitement, gently pushed her son onto
his back, his cock lifting straight into the air, very hard. With
her eyes fixed upon her son’s cock, she twisted around, facing his
feet. Bracing herself with her hands on each side of his hips,
Shellie gave a soft cry and swallowed her son’s cock quickly. Jay
gasped as he watched his mother’s lips stretch around his cock,
bobbing up and down, sliding and sucking with swift thrusts.
“Ohhhhh, Mom, Mom!” he yelped, arching his hips up, trying to
shove his prick into her throat in ecstasy.
Shellie sucked hard on her son’s cock, and lifted one knee,
moving it over her son’s head. Jay stared up at his mother’s hot
cunt, seeing the wetness of it, the soft hair framing it. His
mother’s cunt was the most exciting thing in the world to him.
His cock was being sucked powerfully, and his mind was reeling.
He moved his hands up her thighs, over here spreading, naked ass.
Shellie moaned with delight as her son began to pull her
crotch to his face. She sucked greedily on his throbbing cock,
her mouth moving up and down with tight, wet lips. She drew her
knees along his shoulders, squirming her crotch down. Jay buried
his young face into his mother’s cunt, his lips open.
Instinctively, he thrust his tongue into his mother’s pussy and
began licking, his hands cupping her beautiful naked ass, pulling
her down tight into his face.
Shellie sobbed with rapture as her son’s tongue stabbed into
her juicy cunt, twisting wildly. She raced her mouth up and down
his cock, shoving her hands underneath his writhing ass. She
squeezed her son’s naked ass tightly, lifting his hips, trying to
pull his hard cock into her throat. She pressed her nose against
his balls as her tongue licked. She clutched his ass tightly, and
began to grind her cunt into his face.
Jay groaned with ecstasy as his mother sucked hard on his
throbbing cock. He dipped his tongue in and out of her hot cunt,
tasting the sugary juices, finding them sweet and exciting. The
hot softness of his mother’s hairy cunt in his face sent ripples
of desire through his young body. Shellie smashed her pussy into
his face as she sucked very strongly on his cock.
Jay slurped at the puffy lips of his mother’s cunt, and
Shellie wiggled and squirmed, sliding her cunt on her son’s mouth.
She squealed about his cock and began to churn her pussy on his
sucking lips. Jay felt his mother’s long clit slip into his
mouth, and he began to suck on it hungrily, his tongue working.
Shellie sobbed with rapture, smashing her cunt hard into his
face, bobbing up and down, faster and faster. She wiggled and
squirmed on his mouth, her fingers digging into his ass tightly.
She pulled on his cock as hard a she could, diving down before the
smooth head came out of her mouth. The heat in her cunt was
overwhelming.
“Ooooooh, darling!” she cried out, pulling her mouth off his
cock. “Suck it, honey! Ohhhh, God, suck Mother’s cunt! That’s
sweet, Jay! Ooooh, tongue-fuck me! Suck my clit … suck my
cunt!”
She gulped his cock into her mouth again.
Jay sucked on his mother’s boiling cunt, juices coating his
tongue. He sucked hard on her inflamed clit, his tongue flicking
at it. Shellie twisted and positioned her crotch where she wanted
his tongue and lips. Sometimes Jay stabbed at the wetness of her
pussy , and sometimes he sucked at her knotted clit. His face was
smeared with the slippery juices, and he clung to her thrashing
ass tightly. He swallowed often because his mother’s cunt dripped
so much, and he found the taste of her cunt and its juices to his
liking.
He pushed his face past her pussy, his chin pressing on it.
“Ooooh, Mom, suck me!” he groaned. “Suck my cock, Mom!
Ahhh, I like the taste of your cunt! It’s so hot and wet!”
Jay, tremendously excited, shoved his tongue at his mother’s
ass, licking the pucker, not thinking about it. Shellie gave a
muffled cry of ecstasy and smashed her ass into his face. Jay
sucked on his mother’s asshole, his tongue flicking against the
fiery ring. When his mother shifted again, pushing her hairy cunt
at his mouth, he shoved his tongue in and out swiftly. Then she
placed her clit against his lips.
Jay drew hard on his mother’s clit, making her cry out with
the sensation.
Shellie lifted her face, her features contorted with ecstasy.
“Suck it, suck it!” she sobbed. “Ohhhh, Jay, suck Mother’s
cunt! Ooooh, fuck it with your tongue, baby! Eat me … eat my
hot pussy!”
She pressed her cunt into her son’s mouth as hard as she
could, shaking her naked ass. She clutched his cock with a tight
fist, jacking on it in a frenzy. The dripping juices from his
piss hole sprayed across his thighs. With a sob, Shellie licked
the juices from his flesh, and then sucked at his cock again.
Jay cling to his mother’s grinding ass, his lips sucking hard
at her swollen clit. His nose was pressing at her tightly
clenched asshole, and he arched his hips up when his mother came
down onto his cock.
Shellie gurgled as her lips crushed onto the base of his
cock, and as her son started fucking into her mouth, she sobbed
with mindless passion. Her lips dipped with each of his thrusts,
pulling up as he backed off. Her hands clutched his tightening
ass, his balls brushing her nose. She slammed her cunt up and
down into her son’s face, feeling the hair-rimmed lips swelling,
her clit burning. She was getting very close to orgasm, and the
closer she got, the more she sucked at his cock with increased
hunger. Slamming her cunt into her son’s face, Shellie became
desperate to have her son come into her mouth. She wanted his cum
juice, wanted to taste the squirts over her tongue. She sucked in
a frenzy, twisting her lips, her tongue licking the throbbing
shaft.
Jay, his balls swollen and aching, sucked on his mother’s
cunt with a greed that belied his young age. His tongue slipped
in and out of the juicy lips, swirled about her elongated clit,
pulling it into his mouth. His fingers dug into the cheeks of her
as, spreading them wide in his eagerness to suck and lick her
cunt.
Shellie began to sob with muffled sounds, smashing her cunt
into her son’s face, fucking his mouth. Jay shoved his open mouth
as tight as he could around his mother’s cunt, the juices dripping
past his lips. He arched his cock high into the air, and Shellie
clutched it tightly with her hot, wet lips. She knew her son was
about to come, and she smashed her cunt hard against his mouth.
With a squeal, she came. Her cunt contracted against her
son’s sucking lips, and she pressed hard into his face, straining
as the powerful convulsions rippled through her greedy cunt. As
she came, Shellie sucked wildly at his throbbing cock, her face
dancing up and down, her lips tight. She was hungry to have him
gush into her mouth. She squeezed the cheeks of his ass tightly,
her fingers digging into the crack. She felt his cock swell a
little more, and she sucked swiftly, racing her lips from the head
to the base, her tongue pushing his cock to the roof of her mouth,
making it tight for him.
Jay was groaning into his mother’s spasming cunt, feeling his
balls become very hard, his cock ready to go off.
With a grunt, muffled because he shoved his mouth tighter yet
into his mother’s cunt, Jay felt his cock squirt.
Shellie felt the hot cum juice splash at the back of her
throat. With a cry of delight, she sucked his cock as hard as she
could, drinking down the boiling cream juice of his balls. Her
mouth filled and the taste of his cum juice created a series of
orgasms inside her cunt that was driving her out of her mind. She
smashed her convulsing cunt up and down on his face, her throat
burning sweetly as his cock spurted time and time into her mouth.
Clinging to his cock, Shellie swallowed the thick cum juice,
and her cunt slowly calmed down. She began to relax, her crotch
still in her son’s face. She ran her hands along his thighs,
stroking him as she gently mouthed his softening cock. She licked
it and lifted her lips to lap at his sweet, hairless balls. She
kissed his balls softly, and moved the flat surface of her tongue
around them.
His cock was fully relaxed now, and she pulled at it and his
balls into her mouth. She didn’t suck on them, but held them.
Jay kissed his mother’s cunt, licking her inner thighs and over
the curve of her spreading ass. He fondled her creamy naked ass
and thighs as they rested. He liked the way his mother held his
cock and balls inside her mouth.
Seeing her asshole a few inches above his face, he gave into
the impulse and kissed it, placing his lips directly upon her
asshole.
“Oooooh, baby!” Shellie mewled, his cock and balls dropping
out of her mouth. “Ahhh, you’re so sweet to me, Jay. I’ve never
been kissed on my asshole before.”
“You have now, Mom,” he laughed.
Shellie drew her crotch out of his face, sitting on the sun
deck and pulling her knees up, resting her chin on them, looking
at her son.
“Your face is wet,” she whispered.
“I know,” Jay answered, licking his lips.
“You see, darling,” she giggled. “You didn’t get a face full
of shit, did you?”
“Nor piss, Mom,” he laughed.
“Well … I was very excited, you know,” she said, teasingly.
Jay’s eyes opened. “You wouldn’t, Mom!”
“Are you sure?” she teased.
“No, I’m not,” Jay replied. “I don’t put it past you.”
She started to reply, but a houseboat was coming alongside
them. Shellie saw people on the sun deck over the cabin, and
pulled her son close to the rail, hiding themselves, stifling
giggles.

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Coming Mother Chapter 6

Chapter 6
Shellie stretched on the bed next to her son, coming awake
with a glorious feeling. She had not felt so good in a long time.
Swinging her slim legs over the bed, she stood and looked down at
her sleeping son.
Then, humming happily, she showered in the small bathroom.
Tucking the towel about her luscious body, she prepared her son a
good breakfast. By nine o’clock, she had to wake him up. She
watched him shower in the small bathroom, her eyes gazing over his
youth, staring with delight at his young cock and balls, his tight
ass.
Jay pulled on another pair of cut-offs as she watched him,
and she grinned when she saw the head of his cock would show if he
didn’t watch himself. When he was dressed, she dropped her towel
and was pleased to hear the appreciative gasp he made. Selecting
a pair of short shorts and stepping into them, she posed for her
son.
“Will these do?” she asked.
Jay asked at her swelling, shapely ass. The shorts were cut
high on her thighs, with the cheeks of her ass exposed
tantalizingly. The crotch was tight, the slit of her pussy
outlined. He grinned and nodded his head. Shellie then pulled on
a T-shirt, and her tits were beautiful in it, her nipples pressing
like two succulent points against the thin fabric.
“Mom, you could get fucked wearing that,” Jay said.
“By you … my pleasure,” she replied.
They untied the houseboat and cruised lazily, the houseboat
rocking gently. Shellie steered while Jay sat on the front deck,
his feet dragging in the water.
“Be careful your cock isn’t showing,” she called out to him
as they approached another houseboat coming up river toward them.
“It’s fine to fish, darling, but I want approval on what you
catch.”
Jay grinned over his shoulder at her, then turned sideways to
flip the head of his cock at her. Shellie giggled and licked her
lips, and steered carefully past the approaching houseboat. There
was a beautiful young girl on the sun deck, and Jay stared at her
until the boat was around the bend.
“I know,” Shellie called to him. “You like that, don’t you?”
Jay stood and grinned at his mother. “It was kinda nice,
Mom.”
“You getting tired of my ass already?” she asked. “Do you
think you need some new pussy?”
“Aw, Mom,” Jay said.
“I’m teasing, baby,” she replied. “You wouldn’t be much of a
man if you didn’t look at pretty girls. But just remember, that
cock belongs to Mother.”
Jay pulled aside his ragged cut-offs, releasing his cock.
Shellie felt her pulse race as he began to piss over the side of
the deck. She stared at his cock hotly, watching the golden piss
spurt. The cheeks of her ass clenched tightly, and there was a
burning sensation in her cunt.
“Oh, Jay!” she moaned. “Why did you do that? I wanted it!”
Jay shook his cock and stuffed it into his shorts.
“I forgot, Mom,” he said, flushing slightly.
“You know what we walked about last night, baby,” she
accused.
“I didn’t know if you meant it, Mom.”
“I meant it,” she said. “Oh, yes, I meant it!”
Her long clit bulged against her tight shorts, the crotch of
them wet with seeping juices. She stared at him, her eyes fiery.
“Now,” she said, standing up and unzipping her tight shorts.
She peeled them down her thighs, turning them inside out. When
they were at her knees, she leaned over and slipped her son’s cock
from his shorts. “You know where I want this lovely cock,
darling?”
“In the cunt, Mom,” he grinned.
“Well, of course,” she smiled wantonly, pulling at his
swelling prick. “But I was thinking about my … asshole.”
“Then you really meant it, huh?” he asked, his voice showing
his excitement.
“You bet I meant it, darling.”
His cock stood firm outside his shorts, and Shellie squeezed
it. Turning him loose, she leaned over the table, her sweet,
naked ass on display. Jay stared at her ass. With her shorts
peeled to her knees, his mother looked extremely lewd to him.
Shellie cupped the cheeks of her ass, pulling them wide open.
Jay gasped as he saw her puckered asshole, the curls of soft hair
beneath, and the puffy sweetness of her cunt. Shellie slipped a
finger to her asshole, rubbing it slowly.
“I want it up my ass, baby,” she said softly, but with a
quiver in her voice. “I want to know how it feels, how you hard
cock feels inside my asshole.”
“It’s so pretty, Mom,” he grunted, his cock jerking up and
down. “You have a pretty ass. You look awfully tight, though.”
“Tight for you, darling,” she cooed, wiggling her ass,
rubbing the tip of her finger about the crinkle. “Mother’s ass is
very tight and very hot, all for you and your beautiful hard
cock.”
Jay gulped wetly, and leaned down to her ass. He kissed a
creamy asscheek, and Shellie gurgled with delight.
“Oooh, lick it a little, Jay,” she urged, wiggling her ass.
“Lick Mother’s ass just a little.”
Jay, becoming eager, slipped his tongue out of his mouth and
lapped the satiny cheeks of his mother’s ass, swirling his tongue
along the backs of her thighs, tasting her flesh. Shellie cried
out with pleasure, her ass shaking. She used her fingers to hold
the lovely cheeks wide open for her son, her asshole puckering in
and out.
With an intake of air, Jay shoved his face into his mother’s
ass, feeling his satiny inner cheeks. He kissed the pucker of his
mother’s asshole, bringing a sob of delight from her. Shellie
shoved her ass into her son’s face, and began to make soft cries
of ecstasy when he licked his tongue against the crinkled ring.
Placing his hands on his mother’s trembling thighs, Jay probed her
asshole with the tip of his tongue. Shellie hissed and mewled and
squirmed into his face.
“Shove it up my ass, baby!” she grunted. “Ohhh, darling,
shove your tongue up Mother’s asshole! Tongue-fuck my ass a
little, darling!”
Shaking her ass into his face, she held her breath as she
felt Jay’s tongue stiffen, pushing at her tight asshole. As his
tongue slipped past the ring, she cried out softly.
“Ohhh, yes, Jay! God, that feels wonderful! Lick Mother’s
ass, baby! Suck my hot asshole! Ooooh, fuck me in the asshole
with your wet, hot tongue! Oh, honey, you could make me come this
way! Stab my asshole with your tongue! Stab it hard and deep!
Oooooh, yes, you’ll make me come so fucking hard!”
Jay clutched his mother’s shaking thighs, pressing his open
lips around his mother’s asshole, his chin pushing into the juicy
slit of her cunt. He ran his tongue in and out of her asshole,
stabbing as deep as he could. Shellie gurgled and sobbed,
wiggling her naked ass into his face. With her son fucking her up
the asshole with his tongue, her cunt was becoming wetter and
wetter. In face, the slippery juices dripped past Jay’s chin and
ran over his neck.
“Ahhh, darling, darling!” she cried out, smashing her ass
back against his face. “Tongue-fuck my ass! Ooooh, Jay, fuck
Mother up the asshole with your tongue! You’re going to make my
cunt come … oh, deeper, baby! Fuck my ass with your tongue,
make me come! Make me come with your tongue and then shove your
hard cock in that hot asshole and fuck it and make come again!
Jay … Jay! Ooooh, yes, yes, yes!”
Jay’s tongue was deep inside his mother’s asshole when
Shellie suddenly shrieked.
“Oh, God! I’m coming, darling!”
Her cunt convulsed, the rippling contractions causing her
asshole to suck his tongue. Jay pushed his tongue as hard and
deep as he could into his mother’s fiery asshole, and felt it grip
tightly time and again as her orgasm boiled through her almost
naked body.
When she had finished coming, Jay slowly slipped tongue out
of her asshole. For a long while Shellie remained over the table,
her body shaking with a wonderful sensation. She was no longer
pulling the cheeks of her ass open, letting her arms hang loosely.
Jay, though, fondled her ass, squeezing the creamy cheeks, opening
them to see the flexing of her asshole. Glistening cunt juices
coated her inner thighs.
“I know your cock is very hard,” Shellie finally whispered.
“Eating my asshole must have made your sweet cock very, very
stiff, baby.”
“It’s hard as hell, Mom,” he replied.
“Put it in me, darling,” she whispered. “Put it in my
asshole!”
Jay pushed the swollen head of his cock to his mother’s
flesh. He rubbed the dripping piss hole up and down her thighs,
over the cheeks of her ass. Shellie shook and trembled with the
feeling, shoving her ass back eagerly. He placed the head of his
cock upon her asshole, and gasped with the steaming heat of it.
“Ooooh, that feels so good,” she murmured as she felt the
pressure against her asshole. “Push that hard cock up my ass,
Jay! Ohhh, yes, baby! Shove that hard cock up Mother’s asshole!
Fuck me in the ass, Jay!”
Jay increased the pressure of his cock, staring down, seeing
the ring of his mother’s asshole giving way. The more he pushed,
the more Shellie’s asshole stretched. She was holding her breath,
feeling that wonderful pressure and sensation. It was strange, a
very strange feeling, to have cock pushing at her asshole, but one
she found exciting and delicious. She moved her naked ass back,
urging her son to push his cock in.
Jay pressed harder, and the swollen head of his cock
penetrated the tight ring of his mother’s asshole.
“Ahhhh, baby!” Shellie cried out. “You’re in me! Yah, your
cock is up Mother’s ass! Oooh, I can feel it in my asshole!”
Jay stared down, seeing the ring of his mother’s asshole
stretched around the head of his cock. It was very tight, very
hot. He gasped with pleasure as his mother’s asshole squeezed his
prick, gripping it deliciously.
Shellie sobbed with rapture, finding her son’s cock in her
ass to feel very good. The sensations rippled her flesh as she
pulled her creamy ass cheeks wider yet. She made a soft
swallowing sound as her asshole clamped on the head of his cock.
“Ohhh, more, Jay!” she pleaded softly. “Shove more into me!
Ahhh, baby, that feels so good, so fucking good! Give Mother more
cock! Ooooh, give Mother’s hot asshole more hard cock!”
Jay slipped his prick deeper, watching it with wide eyes.
The heat in his mother’s asshole was very hot, searing the shaft
of his cock. It was as hot as her juicy cunt, and so much
tighter. He pushed his throbbing cock slowly inward, watching it
disappear into her ass. He was breathless with excitement, with
the rumbling sensations he was feeling.
Shellie purred as her son moved his cock deeper into her
asshole. She could feel the throbbing of it, the hardness of the
shaft. Her asshole kept stretching and burning around his prick.
The deeper it went, the better it felt. When he finally had his
cock completely inside her asshole, she felt stuffed, very
stuffed. His sweet balls were pushed against the slippery wetness
of her hairy cunt, she could feel the powerful pulsations of his
cock with the ring of her asshole.
She found her clit with her hand to be straining out with
hardness, and brushed it with her fingers. Her naked, creamy ass
wiggled as she slipped her hand past her cunt and pulled his
hairless balls, smashing them upon the sensitive lips of her fiery
cunt.
“God, Jay!” she moaned. “I can feel you cock almost in my
throat! Oooh, baby, it feels so damned good in my asshole! You
feel so huge, so long and hard! Fuck it, darling! Fuck that
tight, hot asshole! Oh, yes, give Mother’s hot asshole some
sweet, hard cock!”
Jay pulled back slowly, watching his cock slide inside the
tight pucker. Shellie cried out as he pulled, feeling the
friction. One of her hands kept pulling at a shapely cheek of her
ass, the other letting his balls slid in her fingers. When he had
paused with the head of his cock inside her asshole, she gasped
loudly and plunged her fingers into her bubbling, steaming cunt,
fucking herself wildly a few moments, her naked ass shaking with
excitement. As her son pushed his cock back into her ass, she
cried softly as his sweet, hot balls rubbed into her now-wet palm
again. She grasped them, squeezing as his cock filled her ass
once more.
“Ooooh, baby, baby!” she sobbed. “You don’t have to be so
careful with me, with my asshole! Mother’s asshole won’t break,
darling! Fuck it! Oh, my baby, fuck that asshole hard! Fuck it
the way you fuck my cunt! Come on, Jay, I want it fast and hard
up my fucking asshole! Ram it to me, darling! Oh, God … ram
that big fucking cock up my hot asshole hard an deep!”
Jay plunged inward, a soft slapping sound coming when his
lower body smacked the hot cheeks of her curvy ass. Shellie
yelped with pleasure, enjoying the power of his hardness up her
ass. Placing his hands on her hips, Jay pulled his cock back
slowly, and rammed it in quickly and fast. Shellie groaned with
delight as his balls smacked against her juicy cunt.
“That’s it, Jay! That’s the way to fuck that ass! Ram it,
baby, ram it! Stretch Mother’s asshole … fuck Mother’s asshole!
Oooooh, slam it to me, darling!”
She jiggled her ass, dancing from foot to foot, her tits
smashed upon the table. She drew her other hand from between her
thighs, rubbing her very long clit a few times, and clutched her
ass cheeks once more. She spread her ass as wide as she could,
opening it to her son’s quickening thrusts. The wider she opened
her ass, the deeper her son’s cock went.
Her pussy pulsated hotly, and juice seeped from the hairy
lips, running along her inner thighs. Her clit strained out, very
long and hard, throbbing deliciously. She wiggled her ass lewdly,
crying out for her son to fuck her faster and harder. The
friction of his throbbing cock along the ring of her thoroughly
stretched asshole seemed ready to burst into flames, flames of
perverse, wanton ecstasy.
“Yes, baby, yes!” she squealed. “That’s it, darling! Ram it
deep! Ohhh, this is so good, Jay! Your cock is so hard … so
fucking hard! God, you fill Mother’s ass with that hard prick!
Fuck it, fuck it! Ahhh, fuck me! Fuck me up my hot asshole!
Mother’s pussy is throbbing and … oooooh, this is fucking
wonderful!”
She humped her ass back as her son came lunging forward,
grinding her sweet asscheeks against him. She sobbed with
increasing rapture, her almost naked body vibrant with passion.
The feel of his cock up her asshole was better than she could have
imagined. The depth surprised her, pleased her. The puckering of
her asshole excited both her and Jay. Her asshole squeezed and
flexed by its own accord, without direction from her already
spinning mind.
The wetness of her cunt seemed more pronounced than ever, the
juices making the inside of her thighs slippery. Her bushy cunt
was throbbing and her unusually long clit felt as if it were about
to burst from her cunt. She shook her ass wildly, crying out for
her son to ram her hard and deep, to fuck her fast. She loved his
cock up her ass, wanted to fuck him with asshole all day.
“Jay, it feels so good in my asshole!” she sobbed. “God, I
want you to fuck me up my asshole often, very often! I love it,
baby! God, I love the feel of your hard cock up my fucking
asshole! Ooooh, you’re going to make Mother come! Fuck harder
… my cunt is … my cunt is on fire!”
With his balls aching, loaded and full, Jay rammed his cock
in and out of his mother’s fiery asshole. Shellie sobbed and
squealed in delight, arching back to meet his prick. His balls
slapped time and again upon her juicy, hair-rimmed cunt, sending
ripples of heated rapture through her body. Jay dug his fingers
into his mother’s grinding hips hard. Shellie clawed the cheeks
of her ass, her fingers near his cock, holding herself lewdly open
for him.
“I’m about to come!” she shrieked. “Oh, Jay, you’re about to
make Mother come! Ahhh, fuck it, fuck that hot asshole! Mother’s
cunt is about to come! Ooooh, I feel it so deep in me! Ram it
… ram that fucking cock hard up my fucking asshole!”
Jay beat his cock in and out of her asshole, feeling it start
to clutch and release him. His eyes became glazed with passion,
his young body shaking as hard as his mother’s. His legs were
getting weak as the ecstasy ran through him.
“Mom, I’m about to come, too! I can’t hold it back, Mom!”
“Oh, shoot it up my ass, Jay!” she screeched. “Squirt that
hot juice up mother’s asshole! Fill my asshole with sweet, hot
cum juice! Ohhh, now, baby–now!”
Shellie’s cunt exploded, the orgasm bursting throughout the
whole expanse of her crotch. Her clit pulsated hard, the lips of
her cunt gripping at his banging balls. Her asshole began to
squeeze and suck his prick.
With a yelp, Jay rammed his cock as deep as he could into his
mother’s asshole, and sent rapid squirts of thick cum juice
spraying between the soft walls of her greedy asshole. Shellie
cried with ecstasy as she felt his cum juice flooding her ass, her
cunt flexing with tight, searing pulsations. A series of orgasms
rumbled through her, one after the other, until she became so weak
she slumped across the table, her hands falling from her ass, her
body relaxing, gasping hotly. Her eyes were closed and she was
smiling happily.

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“OHHHHHHHHH Baaaabby. IM ABOUUUTT TOOO CUUUUUM.” My Mom screamed as I was pumping my 7 inch dick into her tight pussy.
“Hold on Mom, wait for me.” I told her
After about a minute more of fucking we both exploded, our juices were everywhere. We couldn’t care less about the mess; we peacefully lied down on the bed.
“We are getting pretty good at this double orgasm thing eh David”
“haha, well we should be getting good Mom, we’ve been fucking all summer.” I said as I calmly stroked her big supple breasts.
“Yeah I guess your right baby, and to think on that fateful day 2 months ago I was almost not going to let you massage me, that would have been the biggest mistake of my life.”
“Well things have a way of working out for the best.”
She smiled “Ready to go again” she asked as she got on top of me.
“Am I ever!” I said as I watched her start hopping up and down on my cock with her pussy.
Over the summer my Mom and I had been fucking like rabbits. We fucked in every which way possible, we would watch porn on the internet and try imitating the various ways that porn stars fucked. We did everything including oral sex, hand jobs, finger fucking, fucking doggy style, anal, tittie fucks, 69 and fucking in the shower. We must have had sex on nearly every square foot of our house! Mine and my Mom’s stamina had increased a lot over the summer; we could fuck for as long as it took for the other to cum. Also my recovery time had decreased as well, I would unleash my load in her and within a short matter of time I would be ready to go at it again. You would think that after so much sex it would start to get dull but each time we would fuck would be better than the last! We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. There would be no point of even getting dressed in the morning because soon we would just be shedding off our clothes to make love. We got used to walking around naked all the time and fucking whenever we wanted.
However sadly this time was coming to a close because there was only a week left of summer vacation, soon I would have to go back to school and my Mom would have to go back to teaching. I don’t know how I could survive being away from my Mom for 7 hours, away from her sleek stomach and long smooth legs, away from those big beautiful supple breasts, away from that luscious god like ass, away from that warm tight pussy, away from those beautiful blue eyes that screamed “fuck me.” The thought of going 7 hours without having sex with my Mom made me cringe. It made her cringe too. She was addicted to my cock like a junkie to crack. She even applied for a job at my school in the hopes that she could teach my class, but she was rejected because she didn’t have enough experience.
I woke up one morning and my Mom was fully dressed in a short skirt and white blouse.
“Mom why are you dressed” I asked
“Oh honey there is only a week left until school, I know we did your back to school shopping but I need some new clothes too.” She said.
“Oh ok, can I come too” I asked
“I don’t know David, we will be too tempted to have sex, I know its fine in our house, but a Mother and Son fucking seems wrong to other people.”
“Don’t worry, I will be on my best behavior. I promise.”
“Ok, get dressed then, hurry I want to beat the rush.”
I got dressed and we left the house and went to Macy’s so my Mom could get some new clothes. We walked in and went to the ladies section.
“Help me pick out some clothes sweetie.”
“Ok, I will make sure you look hot and sexy for those kindergartners.”
She laughed “haha fine, it’s not like they will care.”
I went to the blouse section and picked out 5 or 6 blouses that would look very hot on my Mom. I picked a few sizes smaller than what my Mom wears so it would look extra sexy. The thought of my Mom in these clothes made me hard. I turned around and quickly walked towards my Mom. She was looking for some new skirts. I didn’t care that we were in a public place, I wanted my Mom. I walked up to her and put my hand up her skirt, like usual she wasn’t wearing any panties so I started fingering her pussy.
“David Stop!” she said sternly “Behave yourself; we can fuck all you want when we get home.”
“I can’t Mom, I’m hard and I can’t get it down.”
There weren’t many people in the store since it was early but my hand up my Mom’s skirt had caught the attention of a couple of middle aged women who were looking awkwardly. My Mom pulled my hand from her pussy.
“Ok, go to the dressing room and I will meet you there in a few minutes.” She said
I walked very fast to the dressing room and sat down on the bench, my dick was throbbing. After what seemed like an eternity my Mom walked in. She took off her blouse revealing her magnificent 36DD breasts. She threw her blouse on the floor and got on her knees.
“Damn it David! Can’t you control yourself Those ladies that saw us probably think we are freaks. Now take out your dick and I’ll give it a quick suck.”
“Sorry Mom.” I said as I took out my rock hard cock.
She put her warm lips around it and starting bobbing her head up and down.
“Ohhh baby.” I said.
“Excuse me is somebody in there.” I heard a voice outside.
My Mom was still on my cock so I answered “Yes, it’s occupied.”
“Oh sorry young man, well I guess this isn’t yours then, I will go hang it up.” He picked up my Mom’s blouse which had managed to slide outside the stall and left!
My Mom was about to tell him it was hers before she remembered that only I was supposed to be in here.
“Fuck.” She said “Now I am going to have to walk out there with my boobs hanging out for everyone to see.”
I was angrier at the guy for causing my Mom to stop sucking my dick than anything else.
“David, we are right by the bra section, grab me any bra and bring it back in here.” My Mom instructed.
“But Mom I can’t go out there like this, my dick is harder than ever.”
“Oh for fucks sakes.” She said
She quickly went back to sucking my dick in order to get me to cum.
“Wow this is taking a long time.” She said “Okay I’ll give you a tittie fuck that always gets you oozing.”
She put her big soft tits around my dick and started stroking my shaft with them. She was right, this was getting the job done much faster.
“Ohhh, I’m about to cuummm MOM!”
“No not on my tits, cum in my mouth!!”
Too late I exploded my gunk all over my Mom’s boobs.
“Okay Mom I will get you a bra.”
I pulled my pants back on and ran to the bra section. Nobody was there so I took my time. Instead of searching for a 36DD bra which was my Mom’s size, I looked for a small A cup bra with thin white material. I don’t know why but the thought of my hot Mom so scantily clad in public really turned me on. I found a small white push up A cup bra with a really thin cloth and I brought it back to my Mom. She out it on
“This was all you found I can barely get the hooks attached.” She said.
She finally got it on, wow what I sight this was. This small push up bra was on the verge of exploding. It barely came up to her nipples, in fact you could see the upper half of her nipples, and since it was so thing, you could see my Mom’s cum covered breasts.
“I am not going to stand in line looking like this, on our way out I’m going to grab the blouses you picked out and the skirts I picked and we will make a run for it.” She said.
We left the dressing room, I went to where the blouses were and I quickly picked up the pile I had selected earlier and I rushed to my Mom.
“Damn they are gone!” she said “Whatever, I’m just going to take a handful of new ones” she grabbed 6 or 7 skirts. Unfortunately for her the store was beginning to get more crowded. All the men in the store were simply gawking at my Mom’s marvelous chest, I couldn’t blame them her breasts looked beautiful. Mothers were shielding their children’s eyes, and they themselves looked at my Mom with a look of disgust but also envy. My mom realized that a crowd of people were looking at her, she blushed.
“Fuck let’s get out of here David.” As she grabbed the clothes, took my hand and started to dash for the door. This was too much for her poor bra to take; it quickly tore and fell, leaving my Mom’s cum covered boobs exposed for all to see. Now there wasn’t just a crowd of people looking, the whole freaking store was. My Mom was running with all of her might, this was causing her breasts to bounce all over the place. We finally reached the doors, left the store, entered the car and started driving.
“Wow Mom thanks to your boobs, I think the guards were too stunned to chase after us.” I laughed
“This isn’t a laughing matter David, do you have any idea how embarrassed I was. However everyone seeing my breasts was pretty exhilarating. It did get me pretty hot. I put my finger in her pussy.
“Yeah your right Mom, your pussy is really wet.”
We got home and my Mom inspected the clothes that we took from the store.
She laughed
“David, these blouses are way too small, and these skirts I snatched barely cover my butt.”
“haha well I guess we can’t return them Mom.”
“Guess not.” She laughed “oh well, I’m just teaching kindergartners, they wouldn’t even know what to do with it.”
“Mom I was thinking, since we only have a few days left let’s make them count.”
“Oh definitely honey, let’s get started right now.” She said as she took off her skirt and led me into the bedroom where we have fucked so many times before.
Over the next few days all we did was make love, we occasionally got out of bed to eat and go to the bathroom but we tried to keep distractions from sex at a minimum. After we made love for the last time, we went to sleep. It was the eve before the school year started.
“Ring, Ring.” The phone rang. I looked at the time it was only 4:00 am! My Mom groaned and got up to answer it.
“Hello.”
“Oh hey.”
“REALLY!”
“Oh no, no problem I would LOVE too.”
“Thank you very much.” She said as she hung up the phone.
“Who was it Mom” I asked
“It was your school!” she answered enthusiastically.
“My school What did they want”
“They said that your teacher decided to retire at the last moment, and they decided to give me the job!!! I am going to be your teacher!!!”
“MOM THAT’S GREAT!!!!”
I was so excited that I couldn’t go back to sleep, my sexy ass mom would be my new teacher!!! School would be just as good as home now!!! I counted down the minutes until 7:00 and I excitedly woke my Mom up. We got up and took a shower together like we usually do. I scrubbed her breasts and ass clean while she scrubbed my cock. Usually these showers turn into more than just showers but today we couldn’t risk being late. I got out and put on a set of jeans and a nice t shirt. My Mom put on a matching blouse and skirt that we bought at the store. This is when I remembered that for kindergartners, a scantily clad sexy woman barely gets noticed, but with horny 8th graders it would be much different.
I looked at her and my jaws dropped. She was wearing a white blouse that didn’t even cover her belly button. Her massive breasts were too much for it to cover fully, it covered her nipples but about half of each breast was clearly visible, and the other half was somewhat visible too because her breasts were presses against the thin cloth so tightly, her nipple were extremely easy to detect. Then there was her short white skirt which barely covered her ass. Also it was so small that it clung to her luscious ass cheeks, they looked so juicy I wanted to start fucking her from behind right now.
“Mom are you comfortable wearing that in front of 8th graders” I asked
“Hell yes I am honey, that day at the store really turned me on, and that will be nothing compared to seeing the looks on the faces of all the horny boys in your class. Oh I’m so excited!”
We walked out the door, got into the car and started driving to school as mom and son, teacher and student.

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Coming Mother Chapter 3

Chapter 3
Still in her gown, Shellie stepped onto the deck, lifted her
arms high and stretched, feeling very good.
She pulled her nightgown over her head and dropped it onto
the mat she had lain on the day before. Again she stretched in
the sun, her naked tits, flawless, nipples jutting. Then she
dived into the river, cutting the water cleanly.
Shellie had swum in the river naked before, but only when she
had been alone on the houseboat. She loved to swim naked, feeling
the water flowing between her thighs as if it enjoyed caressing
her hairy, hot pussy. She swam back and forth near the houseboat,
then climbed from the water and flopped onto the mat, naked. She
let the sun dry her skin and remembered last night.
Her son had taken to her swiftly. He had sown neither
shyness nor hesitation. What pleased her most was that her son
had seen her long clit but had said nothing about it. Not many
women had an inch-long clit that she knew of. But then he had
nothing to compare it to.
Adjusting her tits beneath her, she relaxed as the sun burned
onto her already tanned skin.
Jay stood just inside the door of the cabin, looking at his
mother. He had come from the small bedroom just as she stretched
out, and now stood staring at her naked beauty. His eyes ran up
her long, slim thighs, seeing the swell of her sweet, shapely ass,
the tantalizing split between the cheeks. He couldn’t see
anything else because his mother’s tits were beneath her. His
cock lifted into hardness as he stared at her ass, and he gently
closed his fist about it, moving his fingers back and forth. The
urge to gaze at her loveliness and jack off was strong.
Then Jay realized that he didn’t have to sneak a peek at his
mother. After last night, he was sure his mother was lying there
naked for him to see.
Shellie wiggled her ass and parted her legs. The sun was hot
on her flesh, and her thoughts were creating some deliciously
erotic images of her son in her mind. Jay shifted his position
and looked between his mother’s thighs, seeing the hairy lips of
her cunt. His cock throbbed and began to drip from his piss hole.
He moved, quietly, from the cabin and onto the deck. He
stood at his mother’s feet, staring at the bulge of her cunt
between her parted thighs. He could see, too, beads of pussy
juice glistening on the soft hair.
With a soft cry, he jumped onto his mother’s naked back.
“What the hell!” Shellie gasped, startled.
Jay laughed and shoved his hands underneath his mother’s
body, clutching her naked tits tightly, humping his hard cock
along the crack of her ass.
“Gotcha, Mom!” he yelped.
“Oh, you almost made me pee on myself,” Shellie replied,
feeling her son’s cock rubbing at the crack of her ass, his balls
brushing her juicy cunt. She lifted her ass to him, wiggling it.
“You don’t want me to pee all over myself, do you, baby?”
“I don’t care,” Jay giggled, clutching his mother’s tits and
pressing his cock against her ass. She enjoyed the way he was
holding her tits, his fingers tight. She lifted her ass, twisting
it.
“Can’t you find someplace to put that hard thing, honey?” she
gasped. “Do you need Mother’s help?”
“Not now,” he said, and scooted his cock down until the head
was between her thighs, prodding the hairy wetness of her cunt.
“I can find someplace to stick it by myself.”
“Ooooh, I guess you can!” she murmured with pleasure. “I can
feel you pushing against me.”
She lifted her ass to his cock.
Jay shoved the head of his cock into his mother’s cunt, and
Shellie gave a delighted gasp.
“See, I found a place for my cock, Mom,” he said between her
shoulder blades.
“I’d say you did,” she purred. “But is that all I get, just
the head?”
For an answer, Jay rammed his cock into her cunt deeply.
Shellie gurgled and lifted her ass even more. She clutched the
edge of the mat with her fingers, burbling happily as her son
began to fuck her. His cock moved in and out, slowly, as last
night, but when the rapture increased, he began to plunge
powerfully, making his mother grunt.
“Oooooh, that’s very good, Jay!” she gasped, holding her ass
up, her back bowed and knees parted. “You learn fast, don’t you?”
“You’re a good teacher, Mom!” Jay groaned, lunging his cock
in and out of his mother’s cunt.
“Ahhhhh, Jay, it’s wonderful!” she whined, twisting her ass
into him. “Ooooh, I love it in the morning, darling! Push it
deep! Oooooh, yes, that’s it, baby! Go real deep! I can feel
you throbbing inside my cunt! Oh, fuck me, Jay! Fuck me!”
Clinging to his mother’s tits, Jay plunged his cock in and
out of her pussy, his balls swinging, banging against her long
clit. Shellie cried out with ecstasy, grinding her naked ass back
at him wantonly. She pulled her hands beneath her body, cupping
them over his, smashing his palms into her naked tits. The
friction of his cock made the lips of her hairy cunt tingle and
burn. She arched her ass into him, feeling his stomach twisting
upon the creamy cheeks. Jay rested his head on his mother’s back,
gasping with his effort, fucking her with powerful thrusts.
“Mom, you’re so wet and hot!” he gasped against her back.
“You like me that way?” she asked, her voice thick. “Do you
like Mother to be hot and wet, Jay?”
“Yeah!” Jay grunted.
“Real wet?”
“Wet as you can be, Mom!”
“Mmmmm, fuck that wet cunt, darling!” she urged, writhing her
ass. “I just love to feel a hard cock up my wet cunt! Fuck me,
baby! Ooooh, yes, give Mother that hard cock!”
Jay lunged his cock in and out, clutching his mother’s
shapely tits tightly, his breath hot on her back. Shellie twisted
and bucked beneath her son, eyes closed, lips parted, starting to
squeal with pleasure. Her clit felt as if it was longer than
ever, bulging out and throbbing as his balls beat against it.
“I’m gonna make you come, Mom!” Jay cried out. “I’m gonna
make you come so hard and good!”
“Oh, yes, baby!” she gasped, his cock going very deep. “Do
that for me! Make Mother come! Ahhhh, fuck that wet cunt and
make it come, making my cunt squeeze your hard cock! Oooooh, ram
it to me, Jay! Ram your cock hard into Mother’s hot cunt!”
Jay stabbed wildly into her pussy, and Shellie lifted her ass
to meet him. She shoved her right hand off his and down her
stomach. She caught her son’s balls as they swung forward, and
pressed them upon her clit with a loud gasp of ecstasy. She held
her hand so he could rub his hairless balls along her palm as his
cock ran in and out of her gripping cunt.
“Oooooh, you’re sure going to make me come!” she squealed.
“Ohhh, yes! Harder and deeper, baby! Ahhhh, I’m getting very
close to coming now! Fuck me faster … faster … Oooooh, almost
there! Almost …”
With a scream that echoed across the river, Shellie came.
Her cunt clutched and sucked at her son’s cock, the hairy lips
grabbing tightly. Her uplifted ass twisted and twirled as her son
kept up a relentless pounding of her contracting cunt. The
ecstasy was fiery inside her body, her cunt exploding with a
series of agonizing sensations that sent her mind spinning. She
came and came and came, and Jay’s cock continued to thrust into
her expanding cunt.
When Shellie didn’t think she could stand any more of those
explosive orgasms, she felt her son’s cock swell, then gush into
her cunt with rapid spurts. The creamy cum juice spewed from his
cock hotly, flooding the soft walls of her cunt, drenching it,
filling her.
Weakly, she lowered her hips to the mat, with her son’s cock
still inside her cunt. She shivered beneath him, sighing happily.
Jay rested on his mother’s back, still holding her tits.
Shellie’s hand was still beneath her pussy, and she gently held
his empty balls.
“Was that wet enough for you?” she asked in a whispery voice.
“It was sure wet, Mom,” he replied, kissing the creamy flesh
of her back.
“It gets much wetter,” she said, a soft giggle bubbling from
her lips.
Jay licked his tongue along her shoulders, toward her neck,
then dipped it into his mother’s ear. Shellie purred as his wet
tongue lapped at her ear, and she wiggled her ass beneath him.
“I don’t know how it cold be any wetter,” he said softly into
her ear. “It was about as wet as possible, I think.”
“Oh, it can be much, much wetter,” she said.
“I doubt it,” Jay said, sucking at his mother’s ear lobe.
“Oh, but it can,” she teased. “Mother’s cunt can become
very, very wet.”
The lips of her pussy closed about his cock. Only the head
of his prick was inside her now as it shriveled.
“Did you feel that?” she asked. “Did you feel what my cunt
did to you?”
“I sure did,” he replied, working his tongue between her
shoulder blades.
“Ahhh, nice,” Shellie purred, making her cunt squeeze his
cock.
Then, with a giggle, she began to piss.
At first Jay didn’t know what was happening. He felt the hot
wetness flow over his balls, but when the stream became strong,
stinging his balls, he knew what his mother was doing.
“Mom, you’re pissing!”
“I told you,” she giggled. “You scared the piss out of me!”
She pissed without shyness, holding the head of his cock
inside her cunt. She felt it on her hand as she held his balls.
“See what you do to me?” she whispered. “You make me so
excited, I piss all over myself.”
“That’s me you’re pissing on, Mom,” he replied.
“Mmmmm, so what?”
“I don’t care!” Jay giggled, shoving his cock into her cunt
as best he could. “Piss on my balls, Mom. Oh, I can feel you
pissing on my balls!”
“This will teach you to sneak up on me and grab a fast fuck,”
she laughed lewdly.
“That was a sneaky fuck,” he laughed, feeling the hot piss
soak his balls.
“Oooooh, sneak all the fucks you want, baby!” she gurgled,
the stream of her piss slowing.
Jay lifted from her body, sitting back on his heels, his cock
dangling down. He saw his mother’s cunt, the puddle of piss
beneath it. Shellie writhed her hips, smashing her bushy cunt
into the hot piss. She looked over her shoulder at him, eyes
slitted.
“See something you like?” she whispered.
“Mom, I see a lot I like,” he replied with a grin.
Then, as if suddenly shy, Jay took a sideways dive into the
river.
Shellie watched him swim back and forth, lifting herself up
on her elbows. She felt love for her son as she watched him swim
back and forth. When he came to the deck, holding it with his
hands and looking at her, Shellie lifted herself higher, exposing
her tits to her son’s bright eyes.
She inched herself to the edge of the deck and offered one of
her tits to him. Jay licked his lips, and Shellie pushed a firm
nipple to them. With a soft groan, Jay pulled his mother’s nipple
into his mouth and sucked hard on it. Shellie purred.
“Oooh, suck it nicely, baby,” she purred. “Suck Mother’s tit
nicely.”
The sound of a powerful motor came from up river. Startled,
Shellie pulled her tit from her son’s mouth and looked in that
direction.
“Oh, shit!” she gasped, and slipped into the water next to
her son.
A powerful motor boat came around the bend of the river.
There were two boys and a girl in it, and as the boat roared past,
they waved at Shellie and Jay.
“Almost got caught, didn’t we?” Shellie laughed.
“Not me,” Jay said. “You were the one up there naked.”
Shellie grabbed at her son’s cock beneath the water, pulling
it. With a laugh, she darted away, climbing onto the deck. Jay
watched his mother, seeing the flash of her long legs, her rounded
ass, and her cunt. Standing on the deck, Shellie jutted her
lovely ass toward her son, waggling it saucily, looking over her
shoulder and sticking her tongue out at him.
“Wanna get that thing bit, Mom?” he said.
“Is that a promise or a threat, baby?” she asked huskily.
Jay didn’t reply. He stared at his mother’s jutting ass, her
legs open. He saw her pussy, the pink lips, and that long clit.
As she stuck her pretty ass out more, the cheeks opened and he
gazed at the sweetness of his mother’s asshole. His cock stood
hard beneath the water, his balls becoming tight. Shellie writhed
her ass, teasing him. She slid her palm to her cunt and rubbed it
slowly, her fingers brushing the pucker of her asshole.
“Goddamn,” Jay whispered, excited.
“Did you say something, darling?” she asked, bending her
knees slightly and opening them a little more, still rubbing her
cunt. Jay, clinging to the deck, was looking straight up at his
mother’s crotch.
“No,” he said, his voice barely audible.
“You said goddamn, didn’t you?”
He nodded once, quickly, licking his lips, his eyes fixed
upon his mother’s crotch, watching her fingers rub.
“You’re excited, aren’t you, darling?” Shellie whispered. “I
bet your cock is very hard, isn’t it?”
Jay nodded, unable to speak. Seeing his mother this way
fascinated him.
Shellie turned to face her son, looking down at him. He had
his elbows on the deck, his body from the waist down beneath the
water. She stood with legs open, looking down at him. Jay’s eyes
gazed hotly up at her crotch.
“Well, is your cock hard, baby?” she insisted.
Again he nodded.
Shellie, feeling wanton, caressed her cunt with both hands,
parting the soft hair to reveal the pink, wet lips, and her long
clit bulging outward. She pulled up on the lips of her cunt, and
her clit knotted. Arching her hips forward, she twisted them in a
teasing circle. Her feet were spread at his elbows and she slowly
squatted, her own knees held wide. Her hairy cunt was very close
to her son’s face, and Jay swallowed. He could actually feel the
wet heat of his mother’s cunt now.
Looking down at him, Shellie opened her cunt, using her
fingers, her own eyes blazing with erotic fire.
With a soft moan, she pissed.
The golden stream spewed from her cunt, coming out strong.
It struck her son on the top of his head, then arched over his
head to the river. Jay gave a yelp of surprise and ducked down,
his eyes turned up, watching his mother piss. Shellie laughed.
“Almost got you,” she gurgled, holding her cunt wide open as
she pissed into the river.
Jay stared with fascination at his mother’s cunt, watching
the golden piss gush. He was below her crotch, and the stream
spurted past his head. His cock throbbed up tightly, almost
touching his stomach. Shellie’s eyes glowed dreamily with
perverse delight, pissing hard as she held her cunt wide open.
Jay stared, seeing not only his mother’s cunt, but her tight-
looking asshole as well. Clinging to the deck with one hand, Jay
dropped his right under the water, gripping his raging hard-on,
pumping it, staring up at his mother’s squatting body. Her cunt
and asshole were about a foot above him, and every luscious detail
was clearly revealed to him.
“Mmmmm, watching me pissing is enough to make you grab your
hard cock, huh?” Shellie teased, knowing what her son was doing.
Jay nodded. “I see everything, Mom. I see all of you.”
“Ooooh, what do you see, darling?” she encouraged, the stream
slowing now. “Tell me what you see.”
“Your cunt,” Jay answered. “I see your cunt and asshole and
… Mom, you’re beautiful!”
Shellie shivered with pleasure. “Does it get you hard,
seeing me piss this way?”
“Very hard, Mom!” Jay gasped.

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