7 comments/ 285104 views/ 30 favorites A Family's Tale Ch. 01 By: Omegabh2o Eric Winters didn't usually have a hard time paying attention in class. As a regular high achiever in academics he was the one that most of the other students came to when they needed help understanding something after the class lecture was over, at least up until a month ago, and only in his twelfth grade biology class. It wasn't that the material was difficult to grasp, far from it. Everything seemed straightforward; at least to him it did. All Eric had to do was read through the chapter the class was being taught and he could pick up almost everything in a matter of hours. No, the problem wasn't the class; it was his substitute teacher, Ms. Ambry. A month ago his regular teacher Mrs. Irvine had taken maternity leave and Ms. Ambry had been hired as their substitute for the remainder of the year. When he first heard the news he hadn't thought twice about the matter. Mrs. Irvine was a real bitch of a teacher, always shouting at her class, assigning three chapters an evening, and generally being a pain in the ass to every one of her students; it was safe to say that no one liked Mrs. Irvine. At 41 she was, overweight, had saggy skin, stank of the dead, and was only now starting to have kids. Everyone in the class was ecstatic to be rid of her, however, they all expected to have a replacement that was more of the same. So he was floored to walk into class and find his sub to be the near definition of a bombshell. Ms. Ambry was absolutely gorgeous. With bright green eyes, a mane of long radiant red hair, beautifully high cheekbones, voluptuous full lips, taut smooth flawless skin, and a body to die for with all the right curves in all the right places, Eric almost collapsed where he stood. And when she flashed him that lethal smile of hers that first time his heart literally stopped beating. Biology went from being his least favourite subject to his most right then and there. But it also went from being one of his best classes to his worst overnight. Too often he found himself staring at Ms. Ambry's ass daydreaming, of what it would be like to squeeze and grope it, to hold it against him as he pounded his cock into her. Eric would get so caught up in his daydreams that he would miss the lecture altogether. And when Ms. Ambry's almost musical voice shook him out of his reverie, he was always embarrassed that he didn't know the answer to the particular question she was asking. Thus he would leave the class frustrated and with a huge hard-on. It was in that state that his twin brother Derek would find him at his locker. "Hey big E, just get out of Bio?" Eric swirled the dial on his lock over to the last number and yanked on it, "Yup." He answered simply. Leaning up against the row of lockers Derek stared up at the ceiling. "I tell you bro, I'm wishing I'd taken Biology; then I could spend all day staring at the most perfect hot-bodied teacher I've ever seen too." "I'd like to see you try to pass the class." Eric said tossing his third period notebook in the cabinet. "Who cares about passing the class? All I care about is getting the chance to scope out that teacher once and a while. Maybe even accidentally feel her up a time or two." Eric turned his head to regard his brother. "You don't have the balls." He stated more of a question than anything else. Though if he were to be truthful with himself, Eric already knew the answer. Derek gave him a sly grin and asked, "Care to put money on it?" Eric snorted at him and turned back to his task, "I just don't want to see you get in anymore trouble than you already do that's all." "Shit man, I don't get in trouble you know that." Acknowledging the fact Eric shook his head and sighed. "I really don't know why Mrs. Emerson lets you get away with what you do." "It's because I know how to handle women that's why." Eric couldn't believe the audacity of his brother even though he'd been living with it for the past eighteen years. Eric supposed it was because Derek had always been the more popular of the two and that popularity tended to make the older brother more confident than the younger. Derek was the brother on the football team, Derek was the one that knew how to talk to the girls, Derek was the one who was invited to all the parties, Derek was the one everyone wanted to hang around, it was always Derek this and Derek that. Even at home their parents seemed to involve themselves more in Derek's life than they did in Eric's. It wasn't difficult to see why their father spent more time with his eldest son. Daniel Winters was a sportsman and popular guy in his youth himself, those traits he seemed to pass onto his oldest. When they were kids their dad always took Derek to soccer practice, their dad always coached Derek's football team; Daniel Winters always took Derek to baseball games. Eric was always invited of course but it was more of a second thought. Daniel wanted to spend time with his first born not his second. It was easy to see that Derek took after his father, yet lately even Eric's mother seemed to dote on Derek more than Eric even though her younger son was more like her and he felt as though he had a special connection with her. Emma Winters and Derek had been spending more time together than usual over the past three months or so. The two would take trips together out of town to visit Emma's sister across the state. The two would lock themselves away in Daniel's study so that Emma could tutor Derek. After Derek's games Emma would take him out for dinner to congratulate him on how well he played. All of this seemed terribly strange to Eric who had to admit to a little bit of jealousy towards his minute older brother. Eric and his mother were alike in the same ways that Derek and his father were. A bookworm by nature, Eric got straight As in school much like his mother did. Eric was more involved in academic studies than varsity ones. It was Eric that was the environmentalist activist, equality rights activist, political activist, and pretty much every other activist you could name. Many of Eric's fellow students called him a geek but never to his face; he was far too intimidating a presence for them to do that. Eric, like his brother, stood 6'4 and exercised enough to be graced with a slim yet muscular figure. He'd inherited his father's dark hair, kept cut short that covered the top of his head. He'd also been blessed with his mother's ocean blue eyes, which seemed to captivate the attention of many young girls in his classes. Even Ms. Ambry had been caught off guard the first time she'd seen him and stuttered a greeting. With a hint of distain in his voice Eric said, "I wish I had your life." Mockery oozed from Derek mimicking his brother, "Oh yeah, poor me I have to spend all afternoon staring at a gorgeous, young, hot, redheaded teacher. Life is hard." "Piss off." Eric said slamming the door to his locker shut. Slapping his hand across his older brother's shoulder Derek exclaimed, "Cheer up E. Tell ya what, tonight I'll hook you up with a super hot babe ta help getcha laid. I mean you haven't hooked up with a chick in how long? Seven... eight months? Seriously man you need this. So how bout it?" Shrugging off the hand, slinging his knapsack over his shoulder and starting to walk away Eric said, "Derek I don't want you to set me up with one of your flings alright. I can get my own dates. Besides, I can't tonight. I've got a load of homework to do; I have to read a bio chapter tonight, finish up a physics lab..." Waiving his hand in dismissal Derek interrupted, "So I'll get her to come over and blow you while you work, I've got it covered." "Are you insane! Mom's getting home today remember?" Shaking his head with a half smile on his face Derek placated his younger brother, "Relax man. I'll take care of mom tonight too. Don't worry about a thing I'll get everything set up." Before Eric could say anything, his brother was headed off towards a pay phone. The younger brother let out a groan of frustration and walked out the front door. Emma Winters sat her bag down in the entranceway of her home. The two-day conference was finally over and she could sit back and relax for her weekend before she had to go back to work on Monday. And Emma Winters was planning on doing quite a bit of relaxing with her son Derek. Just the thought of her son made the thirty-seven year olds juices start to flow. Her relationship with Derek had begun just over three months ago when her husband had been away on a business trip. Eric was spending the afternoon in the public library studying for an upcoming exam and Emma was in her living room going over notes she had made from her previous day at work when Derek had come home from school. He'd immediately gone downstairs to their makeshift gym. There was a set of free weights, a bench press, a treadmill, and a bar hanging from the wall for pull-ups. Daniel and Derek used the equipment religiously; Emma herself ran on the treadmill everyday to maintain her voluptuous shape. Even Eric used it from time to time to stay healthy, though nowhere near as much as his brother and father did. It took her thirty minutes to finish going over her notes, after which she realized that she hadn't done her three-mile run on the treadmill. So she cleaned up the papers that were littered over the coffee table, changed into her shorts, training bra, and running shoes and went downstairs for a jog. The music was blaring as it always was, but as Emma began stepping down the stairs she instinctively knew something was different. Perhaps it was the smell in the air or the song that was playing, or a combination of a million other things Emma couldn't tell. But the minute she set her eyes on her eldest son Emma knew something had changed in her dramatically. There was nothing unusual about the visage before her; Derek was sitting on the bench curling sixty pounds in his right hand. A small sheen of sweat started to glisten off his body telling Emma that he had been at it for the whole thirty minutes at least. But the thing that really got her attention was the massive bulge in his shorts. Emma felt herself flush and moisten when she saw it and thought she should run upstairs and lock herself away for the rest of the evening. Instead of doing so however, Emma went over to the treadmill and began running. It took a minute for Derek to register her presence in the room but significantly less than that to notice the outline of her obviously hard nipples underneath her shirt. The young man watched his buxom mother mesmerized as her mammoth breasts began to move as she ran. It wasn't long before he felt his cock begin to stir. Emma saw Derek stop his bicep curls and come over to stand in front of her. The prominence in his shorts had swelled to an incredible size; and Emma watched fascinated as it tented in her son's shorts straining the material confining it from her view to an unbelievable degree. She tried to look into her son's eyes but she found them firmly fixated on her own shorts. When Emma looked down to see what he was staring at she found that her pussy juices had soaked through her tight shorts and were now running freely down her leg. Emma blushed in shame and yet continued to run. The two continued like that for Emma's entire jog. The mother's eyes firmly fixed on her son's expanding cock, while the son's eyes darting between her soaked pussy and her shirt sticking to her chest from sweat. Finally when her run was finished Emma was ready to flee up the stairs when her son's voice stopped her, "Hey Mom, you wanna do some triceps exercises?" She should have said no. She should have fled back to the safety of her bedroom instead of being down there alone and horny with her son. She should have left then and never looked back. But something inside her snapped something that she'd been waiting for the past few years as she'd seen her son grown into manhood. So instead of escaping up the stairs she said, "Sure honey, I'd love to." Derek went over to the set of free weights and grabbed five pounds and handed it to his mother. He then led her to the right side of the bench he had been sitting at and instructed her, "Okay Mom, now bend over and place your left palm flat on the bench. Now take your left leg and put it behind your hand." Emma did so while Derek stepped around behind her and leaned over her pressing his body into his mother's forming a shell around her and showing her what to do, "Keep your right arm straight with your body. Now curl the weight in your right hand up to your chest, then slowly extend it back all the way so your forearm is straight with your upper arm." Emma was shuttering almost uncontrollably. She did as her son instructed but her entire attention was on his body pressed tightly against hers. His wide chest snuggled against her back, his strong arms gripping her wrist, his colossal cock wedged against her ass, Emma was mad with lust. The memory of what happened next caused Emma to fall onto a nearby chair and thrust her hand down underneath her short skirt to start masturbating. Derek muttering words of encouragement began moving his hands up her arms, to her shoulders, then down and around her torso to grope her breasts through her soaked shirt. He began kneading, and massaging Emma's breasts causing her to gasp and moan. Derek's hips began dry humping his mother's ass eliciting her to push back with increasing enthusiasm. It didn't take long for Emma to drop the lightweight she was holding and grip the bench with both hands. Eventually Derek fell tired of feeling up his mom through her shirt. He wanted to grope her without obstructions. Derek slid his rough hands down his mother's smooth sides and grabbed the bottom hem of the offensive garment and pulled it up and over her the tops of her breasts. Emma knew she should have stopped everything right then and there, but her capacity for rational thought had all but evaporated. She continued to grind her ass back against her son's huge thrusting member while his hands assaulted her now exposed chest. Delirious with lust, the only thing Emma was aware of was her content in allowing Derek to use her body as he pleased. And use her he did; as large as his hands were they still couldn't cover her massive luscious breasts, as he mauled them roughly for his own satisfaction. Moans and whimpers escaped Derek's mothers limps, which were the only things her brain could muster her body to do to encourage her eldest son to continue his ministrations. It only took a short amount of time for the tension in the young boy to build to great. Derek wanted to take this to the ultimate end and began pulling the elastic waistband of his mother's shorts down her round firm ass, down her creamy smooth thighs and eventually off her legs altogether. The fact that his mother wasn't wearing any panties fuelled his lust further. Derek's own shorts soon followed and his large cock sprung free eagerly anticipating its entrance into sin. Emma lusting for the gigantic rod that was about to enter her spread her legs further apart to help accommodate his incredible size. He began slowly pushing just hard enough to penetrate her pussy lips with his bulbous cock head. Emma's hands gripped the bench she was leaning over for support while gritting her teeth as her son's enormous shaft pushed deeper into her welcoming slit. He was moving at a snails crawl; and her cunt walls gave way inch by agonizingly pleasurable inch to his behemoth member. Seconds stretched on for an eternity as Derek continued pushing deeper until finally coming to the end of his mother's long canal. Never before had Emma had such a monstrosity of a cock inside her; simply having his whole obscenely massive cock inside her was enough to cause her to shudder from near climax. When he finally buried his entire length Derek had to pause for almost a full minute to allow his mother's hole to stretch and be comfortable with his unbelievable prick. It took every last shred of self-control Derek had left not to ram away at his whimpering mother. Her pussy was so hot and so wet, all the young boy wanted to do was use his powerful spear to drive home into his mother's impossibly tight cunt. Emma's velvety walls gripped him tightly and spasmed all around his thick shaft; it was almost enough to make the son finish right then and there. But he wanted to enjoy this, and more importantly he wanted her to enjoy it enough to come back for more. So he waited until the contractions relaxed and then slowly withdrew until only the head was left snugly inside her tight tunnel then slightly quicker he pushed back in. Emma dug her finely polished nails into the bench and shut her eyes to fight back the blindingly wonderful pleasure. Derek continued pulling back and thrusting into to her yielding pussy causing her to cry out with unbridled passion. His movements became quicker and with them her bliss grew to unimaginable heights. She began pushing her firm ass back to meet his incredible assault and the two quickly developed a tempo. The only coherent thought that could run through her mind was that this was how it was supposed to feel, this was what her pussy was supposed to be used for, this was what her life was meant for. It was then she had her life's enlightenment and the reason of her existence was made clear: Emma was nothing but her cunt, and her cunt was built to fuck this godsend of a cock. Emma gave herself into the wild abandon she so desperately wanted. She wanted to fuck and the fact that it was her son pounding her made no difference what so ever. The immensely large tool ramming her willing pussy was everything that she wanted. It was so large and so strong that it made her want nothing more than to surrender completely to it; let it have her whenever it desired, and that was exactly what Emma intended to do. "That's it baby," she encouraged, "Fuck it, fuck it, FUCK IT! Shit honey, slam my fucking cunt. Fuck my pussy, pound it, slam it, ram it, just don't stop FUCKING IT! Please baby, please I NEED IT!" Derek himself was not unaffected by the experience. To be sure he'd had sex before, but nothing and no one compared to this exquisite vision of woman beneath him. Her body was incredible, her tits humungous, her face beautiful, and her pussy painfully tight. The ride she was giving him was without a doubt the best fuck of his young life. Derek was sure no one could fuck like his mom. A fact she would be proud to prove time after time. Continuing to pound her furiously Derek reached up with one hand to fondle one of his mother's massive soft breasts while another wrapped around underneath her to rub her pussy. Emma couldn't take it anymore, the pressure had been building up too much and her son's latest ministrations pushed her over the edge. Screaming so loud anyone outside would have heard; Emma came in a blinding climax of release. Emma's juices flowed over Derek's cock like a flood of water bursting through a dam as her body thrashed wildly beneath her son. Her petite hands nearly tore through the sturdy bench with the force of her pleasure. Her pussy walls contracted against her son's cock with such a force that was almost too much for him. Emma's mind washed over in a sea of tranquil bliss as her orgasm consumed her. Gripping his mother's waist with both of his hands Derek redoubled his efforts ramming furiously away at his mother's spasming cunt eagerly seeking release. As with his mother his own climax had been on its way for some time and the wild clutching of her pussy at his cock was simply too much. With one final thrust the young boy threw his head back and exploded into his mother. White hot cum erupted out of his shaft and into his mother's eager pussy like water coming out a high-pressure showerhead. Blast after blast shot into her welcoming canal coating her abused cunt with rich sperm. His pulsating cock seemed to expand as more and more of the creamy liquid sought release into her forbidden passage. Semen and pussy juice mixed together and began running down his shaft and out of her cunt while still the young boy came. A Family's Tale Ch. 01 Each blast seemed to grow more urgent, more powerful than the last as his cock continued to throb inside her. Cum flowed freely from her pussy down onto the black bench pooling onto the worn surface as finally his ejaculation began to subside. When finally the mother and son were spent they collapsed together onto the bench panting as though just having finished running a marathon. They stayed like that a long while the son on top of his mother pressing her luscious tits into the bench with his cock still hard inside her. It took some time for Derek to grow soft and slip from his mother's saturated hole. With nothing to hold back the tide cum oozed out of her freely adding to the large pool that was now dripping onto the floor. Grabbing her exhausted form Derek flipped them over so that he was lying with his back on the bench. Mustering all of the energy she had left Emma turned to lie chest to chest with her young son. Hugging him as best she could Emma whispered, "My son... my baby... please do that to me forever." Stroking the blonde locks on the top of her head Derek whispered back, "Don't worry mom, I'm gonna fuck that sweet pussy every chance I get." Fingering herself furiously Emma came as the memory played over again and again in her head. As her orgasm subsided she heard a ringing sound coming from the distance; rising to her feet she unsteadily walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone off of the receiver. "Hello?" She asked forcing her voice to sound level. On the other end of the line she heard Derek say, "Mom if you have any plans for tonight cancel them Eric's going to need something from you tonight." A Family's Tale Ch. 02 Eric Winters sat in his family's living room working on one of the many assignments his teachers had handed out that day in school. Textbooks littered the coffee table just in front of leather couch that was positioned several feet away from the television in the corner of the room. A comfortable lazy-boy armchair was to his right and a loveseat sofa was located perpendicular to the left of the couch. A huge bay window was situated behind him allowing the days last rays of sunshine to pass through and illuminate the room with natural light. Despite his exceptionally high intelligence, the 18-year-old boy found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on his studies as the day drew to a close. His brother's remarks earlier haunted his mind as he wrote down yet another incorrect answer that he had to erase. The youth both dreaded and anticipated the arrival of his brother, as with him would surely be a beautiful young woman both willing and able to alleviate the sexual stress that had been building in the boy for several months now. Eric's member swelled in his jeans at the thought, making it uncomfortable for the seated boy while he contemplated the erotic possibilities of the evening. Still a nagging thought ran through his head telling him that he shouldn't give in to his base desires. It was almost eight o'clock when he heard the downstairs door slam shut and heavy footsteps bound up towards the living room. Eric turned towards the disturbance and did his best to look nonchalant while his heart raced in his chest. A wide grin was plastered over Derek Winters face to which Eric wondered if it was because his older brother was eager to judge his reaction, or if this was all just a practical joke and he was simply waiting for the right moment to yell "gottcha". Something deep in Eric's stomach told him this wasn't a joke. Trying to play things cool Eric put on his best nonchalant face and asked forgetfully, "What's up Derek? What's so funny?" The elder brother just continued his beaming gaze, "Don't play stupid bro, you know what this is about." Turing back to the table, and his homework, Eric replied dismissively "Look, if you're still trying to set me up on that blind date of yours you can forget it; I've got way too much work to do." Derek leaned against the wall behind him near the stairs and continued, "It's Friday big E I think your work can wait until tomorrow. Besides this chick is just way too hot to pass up." Derek twisted around to look back down the stairs and signal someone, whom Eric couldn't see, up the stairs. Several seconds passed, as though the woman downstairs was debating whether or not she should actually go through with this or not. The moment quickly passed, however, and soon Eric heard the sound of high heels clicking against hardwood floor as whoever it was downstairs made up her mind and began ascending the stairway into the family living room. Once the heels reached the top the younger brother cast a curious eye towards the woman who had just joined he and Derek; and that one eye was soon followed by the other while his jaw fell to the floor. Black leather, five-inch high stiletto boots clad the woman's long shapely legs. A short leather micro-mini skirt adorned her small waist, barely covering her round firm ass. A tight strapless tube top stowed her almost impossibly large breasts, while a lengthy golden mane flowed freely from the top of her head down her back resting just above her shapely bottom. Deep, sensual, ocean blue eyes stared invitingly at the young boy as full, pouting, glistening, red lips invited him to kiss them. For three whole seconds Eric Winters' heart stopped beating as he beheld the vision of absolute beauty before him. His mouth ran dry, his hands became clammy, and the pen he was holding slipped from his fingers to land on the table and roll onto the floor. None of the room's three inhabitants took any notice whatsoever. When finally his heart began pumping again only one word escaped his barren throat and dehydrated lips towards the gorgeous woman before him. "Mom?" Emma Winters smiled seductively at her youngest son striking a cock-hardening pose. "Evening honey," she spoke causing Eric's heart to pound and his cock to throb, "your brother tells me that you have a problem that I might be able to solve." Eric's eyes continued to sweep over her luscious body as he struggled for breath, "You!" he said disbelieving. "But why? I mean you're my mom. Do you even know what this is about?" "Well," Emma replied, sensually sauntering over to where her youngest son sat, "I believe he mentioned something about you having some girl troubles." Kneeling down in front of her son she placed her index finger over Eric's mouth, held his eyes, smiled and finished, "Specifically that you haven't had sex in months and that I should fuck your brains out." Emma's eyes darted down to the front of her son's pants and when she saw the bulge that was still growing harder she looked back into Eric's eyes, her smile becoming wider. "I see someone else likes the idea too." Reaching down and massaging Eric's shaft through his pants Emma asked, "What do you say? Hmm? Do you want to fuck your mommy till she squeals?" Trying to stay focused, Eric asked breathing hard, "What about dad? What'll happen when he comes home?" Starting to unbuckle her son's belt Emma whispered erotically, "He won't be home for three days, and what he doesn't know won't hurt him." Out of the corner of his eye Eric saw Derek moved around the room towards the massive bay window where he began closing the curtains so that the neighbours wouldn't see the taboo scene that would be unfolding within the Winters home. The young boy's full attention, however, was on his mother who had just finished unzipping her son's pants and was pulling them, along with the boxers underneath, down his legs. Eric, his mind still not completely comprehending what was happening in front of him lifted himself off of the couch slightly to ease her endeavour. Having now uncovered her youngest son's cock, Emma gazed at it longingly. It was just as long as his older brother's and just as thick too. The blonde woman found it difficult to believe that two such massive slabs of meat existed in the world, and that she had brought them to it. Certainly their father had been well endowed, but his was nothing compared to the perfect monstrosity that stood before her. It was so long, so hard; Emma fell in lust with it instantly. With care, Emma reached out and clasped the large member with both of her small hands, still not able to encompass the entire thing. Slowly, lovingly she began stroking the huge tool, fascinated as it continued to grow under her ministrations. Clear strings of pre-cum began oozing from the slit upon the purple cock-head and Emma had the irresistible urge to bend down and lick the salty substance from the small opening. Eric leaned his head back on the couch trying to get a handle on the situation that was playing out before him. He was sitting on the couch with his pants around his feet with his mother kneeling down in front of him stroking and licking his cock. Never in a million years would the young man have envisioned the scenario before him; he blinked several times and was tempted to pinch himself just to make sure it was all happening. And then he saw his mother's heaving chest. Almost with a will of its own, Eric's hand reached out to grasp his mother's clothed breast. It stopped just short with what little control his mind still held over his body, unsure if he should. Emma, sensing the same hesitation she had felt minutes before, stopped her rapidly pumping hands, and sucking mouth to reassure her son by hoisting her top over her breasts and, taking his hand in hers, guiding his trembling palm to her now exposed tit. "It's okay," she eased, holding his hand in place, "It's all right Eric. I want you to touch me." With that she returned to stroking and licking him. Her words seemed to break the battle raging in Eric's mind between reason and instinct. His hands began kneading her massive jugs, just as his older brother had, enjoying the soft yet firm melon he had nursed from during his infancy. Just as Emma was fascinated by the massive size of his organ, so to was he mesmerized by the incredible size of her impressive bust. Only on select few porn stars had he ever seen breasts like the ones she was sporting; and he, with all the attention he could muster worked her tits with his hands to such a degree it might have constituted an assault. Emma had only encouragement for her son as she sucked his colossal member harder. His girth was too big for her to fit even the head inside her mouth; so she had to resort to sucking the tip and lavishly licking the incredible length of his shaft while massaging his large ball sack. Whenever she reached the base of his incredible length, Emma would alternate taking his testicles into her mouth and sucking them for all she was worth. Not for the first time Emma wondered how he and his brother managed to fit those enormous things inside of their pants. Derek Winters silently collapsed in the lazy-boy armchair to the right of the couch so as not to distract the two, and for a better vantage point to watch the event unfolding in front of him. Unzipping the front of his pants Derek pulled out his huge cock and began stroking it, masturbating himself to the incredibly erotic scene he'd wished to see for the past two and a half months, since the idea had popped into his head. The elder Winters boy knew that his younger brother had not had a girlfriend it almost a year and was in desperate need of relieving some sexual tension. He also knew that his mother had secretly harboured feelings towards her youngest son when she'd accidentally called out Eric's name during one of hers and Derek's rabid fuck sessions. When he quizzed her on it later she'd been elusive at first but eventually admitted to her secret need for her youngest child. However, Derek had suspected that his mother's desire for Eric ran deeper than simply wanting to screw him. He didn't really care though; he just wanted the opportunity to fuck her anytime he wanted, a request to which she was more than happy to oblige. Eric gazed down at his mother who was still furiously sucking his mammoth cock and smiled. Emma held his eyes and, kissing the tip of his cock sucking down more of the copious pre-cum, returned his affectionate beam. Once she was sure he was ready she give the head of her son's cock one last loving kiss for good measure. Emma then climbed up onto the couch and straddled Eric's lap. Spreading her legs so that they were on opposite sides of his waist, Emma's tight leather mini-skirt rode up her hips exposing her shaved pussy to her youngest son. Eric's eyes locked on the moist, dripping entrance as his mother grasped his hard shaft and placed it at the opening of her glistening slit. Bracing her hands on his broad chest, Emma held his eyes as she slowly lowed herself onto his inhumanly large cock. Eric was in heaven. As more and more of his shaft disappeared into his mother's cunt his pleasure rose to unimaginable heights. Though he knew his brother thought otherwise this was indeed his first time. Whenever he had reached this point with a girl before every one of them had ran screaming for the hills the first time she saw the imposing size of his humongous member. Never before had he experienced the slick, velvety, warmth of a woman's pussy, never before had he been welcomed into the blissful depths of womanhood. The fact that he was experiencing such a monumental event in his life with his mother made it all the more special. Emma gritted her teeth and continued to impale herself of the monstrous cock that was beneath her. How a prick could be that big she had no idea; several times with Derek she had assumed that his had to be the only one in the world that was as imposing and powerful as it was. But now with her youngest son beneath her and his equally gigantic slab of meat pushing her pussy walls aside to move deeper into her she knew she was wrong. For years she had wanted this, to feel her baby boy pushing his huge tool inside her. For years she had be ashamed of her desire for him. All those times with Derek before she realized now had just been substitutes for this. It was true she lusted after Derek as no mother should, but her greater sin was to have fallen completely and madly in love with Eric. Every time she looked at him her heart began to race, her demeanour began to change, and body began to shake. Every girlfriend Eric ever had Emma had been so completely jealous of, though she'd never allowed herself to admit it. She'd always wanted to be his first and now she knew she was. Eric didn't have the experience of his older brother; of that much Emma was convinced. His movements were quick and impatient, and his face couldn't hold back the truth. Eric Winters had never had sex before tonight. With grim resolve Emma vowed to herself that she would make this night so incredible for him that he would never want another woman again. He would come back to her time and again, and they would spend the rest of their lives together, of that Emma would make damn certain. Bracing herself Emma finally thrust herself down the rest of his length and was rewarded with a sharp gasp coming from Eric lips. Holding him inside her fully she waited a minute so that Eric could collect himself before he lost his control to quickly and end the evening prematurely. When finally he was ready to continue, Emma raised herself slightly and then once again dropped along the rigid length of his shaft, which elicited a pleasure filled moan from the woman. The feeling was incredible, reaching up and grabbing both of her exposed tits Eric began fondling his mother's breasts as he started thrusting his pelvis up to meet his mother's. She was so beautiful bouncing up and down his cock, with her shirt above her breasts, and her skirt around her waist. Her hair was moving with the rest of her body accentuating the positively joyous look on her face. Resting his head against the back of the couch Eric continued mauling her tits and moving his hips to meet her actions. Letting go of his slim yet powerful chest Emma reached for the bunched up halter top resting atop her massive breasts and pulled it over her head. Eric stared wide-eyed as she did so still mesmerized at how gigantic those twin globes really were. The sight of his mother riding atop his cock was such an incredible sight for the young boy that it took an incredible amount of willpower, the like of which he didn't know he had, to resist climaxing right there on the spot. Grabbing a hold of her waist, Eric flipped he and his mother sideways so that Emma was lying with her back on the couch. Lifting her legs over his shoulders Eric began ramming his humongous cock into her cunt with all of the energy, focus, and power that he could muster. Emma threw her head back and screamed in pleasure at the act. Reaching out to her sides, she franticly grabbed at nothing, closing her eyes she tossed herself into the glorious pleasure that her youngest son was inflicting upon her body. Just as Derek had been all of those times before, Eric was incredibly dominating, but unlike he elder brother, there was a sort of gentleness to his fury, the kind that Emma worshiped. Indeed, she knew that this was the fuck she had been waiting her entire life to experience. Through his frenzy, the ravenous pounding of his fantastic dick into her, Emma knew that unconsciously Eric was treating her as though she was a temple to be respected and adored. Eric rammed into his mother with all of the passion and desire he could muster. This was the most incredible feeling he had ever had in his young life. His mother's tight pussy was wrapped firmly around his savagely pounding cock, her body glistening with sweat was withering beneath him on the couch, her incredible chest rapidly rising and falling with her desperate gasps for breath. It was the most wonderful sensation he could have ever imagined. Redoubling his efforts Eric continued to hammer his impossibly huge cock into his mother, driving her wild with delirious passion. Nearly to the point of loosing consciousness Emma screamed, "Oh god FUCK YES! Fuck my pussy Eric, that's it. Oh god Eric FUCK ME!" His mind not even comprehending her words kept up his unrelenting assault on his mother cunt while she cried almost incoherently, "So good. It feels so FUCKING GOOD! Don't stop baby, oh god PLEASE DON'T EVER STOP FUCKING ME!" Emma's pussy juices flowed freely over her son's cock as she franticly pushed down to meet his frantic thrusts into her. She was so close she could feel the explosion building; the tingling sensation seemed to start all throughout her body as the feeling rose. Emma grasped Eric's strong arms as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her mouth opened into a giant O. And then she came. Her cunt walls clasped down even harder on her son's ravaging cock as she exploded in mind-numbing pleasure. She creamed all over his cock as the blinding gratification of release came over her wildly thrashing body. Her mind was so overwhelmed that she didn't even hear herself scream in, "OH ERIC!" Unable to stand the clasping sensations of his mother's pussy any longer, Eric howled as the cum that had been filling his balls throughout the entire experience shot forth up his long shaft and into his Emma's welcoming pussy. His cock pulsated and increased the climax of both of them as his cum blasted almost violently into her tight, hot, canal. He came with an almost violent power that only heightened Emma's experience. Ungodly hot cum erupted into her and all she wanted was, "More, MORE!" she screamed as his sperm rich white cream continued to flow into her with a vengeance. Eric was only happy to oblige as more of the thick white fluid sprang forth from his cock-head into her. Everything that had occurred up to this point in his life and been nothing compared to the feeling he was experiencing. The most beautiful woman in the world to Eric's young eyes was thrashing wildly beneath him begging for him to keep cumming inside of her and he was content to do just that. For what seemed like an eternity Eric injected his potent sperm into her waiting womb loving the feel of finally finding release within his gorgeous mother. Unfortunately, it couldn't last forever, and all too soon the pulsations of his cock subsided and the contractions of her cunt ceased. Feeling his mother's pussy franticly coax what little cum remained in his balls into her canal Eric sighed in content. Emma wrapped her legs around his waist while Eric placed his hands on the seat of the couch. Immediately afterwards the young boy collapsed his weight onto them resting his face just above his mother's. Clasping her arms around his back Emma pulled her son down so that his body was resting atop hers. Beaming brightly at her youngest boy Emma cried, "My baby boy... Thank you," Hugging him closely she repeated, "Thank you so much honey." Breathing hard and snuggling into her warm body Eric chocked out, "I love you mom." Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed, "I love you too. So much." The two lay like that for a while afterwards simply cuddling one another, with Emma confessing her undying love for her youngest son. Not long after, they heard hands clapping behind them and remembered that they were not alone. Turning, they saw Derek standing behind them completely naked with a huge grin on his face and a massive erection sprouting from his crotch. The two lovers stared at him for a moment before he spoke two words that made Emma's heart race. A Family's Tale Ch. 02 "My turn."