17 comments/ 607587 views/ 47 favorites Banter with Mom By: mtnman2003 My mom walked out on us early in my life. At six years old, with two younger brothers, I helped my dad raise me and my brothers. I learned cooking, cleaning, and ranch work early. We were close. We grew up tough, running a town of 15,000 people. When something happened in town, they came to see where I and my brothers had been at the time. Then, for unknown reasons, our mom reentered our lives when I was 15. By then, I was over 6'3" tall, a freshman in high school, and an athlete. To this day, I do not know why I moved to live with my mom in a community about 15-miles from my dad and brothers. My new town was small. 380-people populated the community. And my mom owned a restaurant 1-block from school. A small, rural high school, farm kids were brought by bus to school. I ran with my cousins, the local town tough kids. Drinking, girls, more drinking, more girls was the daily way of life. My sexual experiences began at 13 for me. By late high school time, I knew the buttons to push to fire up a girl's young body. I practiced as often as possible. But, I was different. Everyone in the community knew who I was. I got involved in sports at the high school. Lean, mean, and with the appropriate attitude, sports came easy. I loved football, an approved way which you could apply intense physical force to damage the opponent. It came easy. I kept lifting, running, building a body that was suited for the sport. Coach always told me he could teach skills, he could not teach heart, he could not teach size. I had the fire in the belly. I had god given size. As a sophomore, at 6'5" tall, weighing 200 lbs, playing defensive end, I tackled our own quarterback during a practice, breaking 3 of his ribs. I was appointed the new quarterback. Being star quarterback on the football team, center on the basketball team, and pitching and playing 1st base on the baseball team, I was in the popular group of kids all schools have. By the time I reached 18, early in my senior year, I had bedded many of the girls in the school. As a senior, I even had one mom open the door when I arrived to pick her sophomore daughter up for a date, step outside, and refuse to let her daughter go out with me. Seems the small town buzz indicated that I was a bit of a cad. So her daughter snuck out, showed up at my place, we did the nasty anyway. I even dated her older sister for awhile, the one in my class so I could do her as well. This sets the premise for my story. My mom was very aware of my social activities. On two separate occasions, she had come to my room to find me in the middle of sexual relations with one of the girls from school. The most she said was "Can I see you shortly?" And to add to her frustrations, I would notch my wooden headboard each time I scored with a new girl. This got to be a delight for both of us. It got to be a routine with us. After going out, the following morning she would ask "Get any honey on your stinger last night?" She would come check the notches on my headboard, shake her head in disbelief, and remind me "Son, one of them gets pregnant, you marry them!" What got her the most was when one of the ladies would come over unannounced, want to see me, and we would disappear to my room for our sexual activities. Mom knew full well what we were up to. She was amazed that they lined up for me. I would joke about being the best, knowing secrets that each could not resist. As I settled into my senior year, mom became more interested in my activities. I must have been really dense. Our game became regular. Even repeat dates, mom would come to my room, rub my back, and openly discuss my date with the young lady of the prior evening. And we discussed some explicit details. "Did Clair suck your cock," she might ask. "Did Brenda swallow your cum?" she may ask outright. "Was she a virgin?" she might continue. After several minutes of discussion, she would swat my ass, stand and march out of my room. "Remember son, one gets pregnant, you marry them!" she would state and off she would go. Ours had never been a life of being prudes. I often ran around in my briefs. And mom would often talk to me while in her short nightgown. I could see the outline of her body, her nipples showing through the material. She may be laying on her back on her bed, with the tits shifting off to the side. I would joke with her about having a tit in her armpit. That one always made her laugh out loud. One morning before school, I had just finished my shower when mom entered the bathroom, bringing a shirt I had asked about being clean. Standing, drying my hair, my body was in full view. Having stroked my rod in the shower, he was in a chubbed state. "Well son, I now know why they come back so often," she laughed and headed out the door. I dropped my arms to my side, giving a full frontal stance. "Mom," I said. As she turned to look at me, her eyes glued themselves to my crotch. "Thanks for grabbing my shirt," I continued. "You're welcome baby," Mom stated. A few fractured seconds passed. She turned, moving quickly out of the bathroom. I finished drying, shaved my fuzzy face, dressed, and headed back to my room. Passing Mom's door, I could hear muffled grunts. I stopped, leaning to her door. I could not see what was happening, but Mom was grunting out "Fuck Mommy Baby! That's it Baby! Fuck Momma!" My cock lurched to attention. I pictured my mom for the first time as a sexual person. I pictured her, her body racking itself with her approaching orgasm. I pictured her hips arching, raising high off the bed, her body growing tense. I pictured her involuntary thrust upwards, her hips jumping to meet her fingers as she pleasured herself. I heard her groan softly. I headed off to my room, my stiff cock leading the way. "Holy shit," I whispered to myself. I dressed quickly. Very quickly. I raced back to Mom's room. Knocking softly, cracking the door, I found Mom still in her bed, covered, resting quietly. "Hey mom," I whispered. "What do you need baby," Mom asked? I entered her room like many times before. As I approached her bed, she raised her hands, placing them under her head. The covers hovered just above her breasts. I sat down sideways to her, lifting a leg up, bending it at the knee. My thigh lay gently against her side. My elbow rested on her stomach. I placed my hand at the top of the covers, hand open, palm down between her tits, resting on her sternum. Her tits were spread wide, rolling toward the sides of her body. I massaged gently, my fingers dancing on her bare skin just above the covers. We had been here many, many times before. We had many talks in such a situation. But never had I looked at her as a sexual toy. I noticed her face. For being old, 37-years of age, Mom had a very pretty face. Her skin was flawless, no signs of aging wrinkles. Her body was good, she attended the exercise classes at the school 3-days per week. And she walked briskly each day. Carrying her hand weights. I often laughed at her when she left with the massive 2 ½ lb weights. When I had time, we often went together, me to keep her company. A brisk walk to me seemed what old people did. I noticed her hair, how it framed her face. "You're beautiful Mom!" I blurted out. "Go on kiddo," she replied. "What do you want," she asked. "Did you cum?" I asked. You could have heard a pin drop. Mom just stared at me. "Did you cum," I repeated. "What kind of question is that for a son to ask his mom," she replied. "Mom, you get to ask me questions about my dates," I stated. "I want to know if you came," I stated again. "Do you pleasure yourself with your fingers? Do you use a dildo?" I asked. I stared into her eyes. Her jaw tightened. Her eyes flickered. I could see a twinkle in her eye. "You heard me?" she stated softly. "Were you listening to me," she asked. "That's not the question Mom," I said. "I asked you if you came," I repeated again. "Get off to school Baby," she growled. "That's not really your business now is it?" she continued. "Mom, answer my question. Did you cum?" I again asked. I sat, softly stroking her neck with my fingertips. She hesitated. I flattened my hand on her covers, shook my hand back and forth. Her boobs flopped back and forth several times. The movement startled her, her hands reached to grasp my hand. A playful grin crossed her face. Her eyes again twinkled. "I will tell you when you get home from practice today. Now off with you. You don't want to be late picking up," her voice faltered. "Who is you target for today," she laughed. I leaned to kiss her. This time, for the first time, I felt her lips as we kissed goodbye. I licked my lips, leaned to kiss her quickly again. Rising, I gave her a wink. "God I love armpits with tits," I quipped. Turning, I was off. "See you later Mom," I said as I headed off down the stairs. "Love you," I shouted. "Love you too Baby," she replied. "Drive carefully!" Driving up to Stacey's house, all I could picture was my mom. Her body naked, her legs splayed wide open, her fingers mashing her clit back and forth rapidly. I pictured her hips thrusting to meet each invasion of her fingers, her juices leaking out of her hole. I could see her face, her eyes closed tightly as she pictured what her lover was doing to her body. I could see her mouth open, hear her ragged breathing. I pictured myself between her legs, my mouth moving upwards, closing in on her exposed cunt. I could smell her musky odor, her sex. I could hear her soft moans as my tongue stretched out to taste her, sliding up her slit, circling her clit, and sliding back down to her hole. I could see the muscles of her stomach straining to tilt her hips upwards, raising her cunt to my face. I pictured her watching me, her head propped up on pillows, watching me eat her pussy. I pictured her hands caressing my hair as I hungrily dived into her cunt, pushing my face between her lips, sucking in her juices. I felt her jump as my lips surrounded her clit, sucking it into my mouth. Arriving at Stacey's, I had a massive hardon. I was extremely hard. My mind raced over Mom, hearing her voice as she asked me to fuck her. Stacey was out the door of her house, heading for my car. Jumping in, she slid across the seat, leaned to kiss me. As she leaned, she reached and grabbed my crotch. "Jesus," she whispered. "Are you thinking about me?" she queried. She pumped my shaft through my jeans. "We have time," she stated, staring into my face. "Let's go!" Just as quickly as she had got in, she was out and headed for the kitchen door. Turning to me she yelled "Come on!" I did not waste a second. I ran up the steps, threw open the kitchen door. Stacey was standing, her feet apart, her ass buck naked by the kitchen counter. Bent over, grabbing her ankles, she wiggled her ass back and forth. "Fuck me!" she whispered. I opened my jeans, dropped them and my briefs to the floor. I reached out to her, my thumb instinctively parted her lips, my fingers spreading downwards over her clit. I pushed my thumb deep into her cunt. Stacey braced herself, thrust her hips back toward me. I hammered her pussy with several thrusts. Her wetness flooded out her hole. I wiped my thumb across my cock. Grabbing it, I saddled up to her ass, sliding my cock up and down her wet slit. I reamed her hole with his head. I pushed forward. My cock popped through. I stopped to feel her softness, her body melded around my cock. She pushed back slowly, forcing more cock to disappear into her cunt. "Yes baby," she grunted. I closed my eyes. I grabbed each hip bone, pulling her willing body back against me. I ground inches into her body. Opening my eyes, I watched our bodies. I love to watch a cunt grasp my cock, the lips stretching to hold me deep. I felt her muscles sucking my cock. I pushed her off me slowly, watching her hips tilt, her cunt lips extending, reaching hard, sucking my cock back into her body. I thrust forward hard, driving my cock balls deep into her wet cunt. I ground my hips hard against her ass. Leaning my torso back, extending my arms, I grabbed her hip bones. I pulled myself deep. It would not be long. I thrust into her with a vengeance. I thrust, retreated, thrust, and started pounding her body, sliding each inch of my cock in and out of her pussy. My hips slapped against her ass, the sound filling the room. My balls bounced off her clit. Stacey reached between her legs, her fingers frigging her clit. With each thrust, Stacey would groan, grunt, and wiggle her hips. Her cunt milked me, her muscles grabbing, massaging my cock. Several minutes passed. I slammed her, pounding her cunt for all I was worth. Stacey could barely breathe. Her fingers danced over her clit. She would grab my balls, massage them over her clit as well as I ground cock deeper into her cunt. Stacey's fingers did the trick on her clit. Her body started twitching as her orgasm overtook her lithe body. "Fuck me Jeb," she grunted. "Cum for me!" she screamed. I slammed her hard. My balls contracted, my nuts expanded several times. Each time, my balls loaded my cock with cum. Tensing, my balls exploded. I pulled my self deep into Stacey's body, filling her with my cock. Grinding deep, I felt each spurt of cum exploding out of my balls, squeezing up my cock, and spitting out into her cunt. We stopped movement as my cock spit forth cum. Spurt after spurt filled her. Closing my eyes, I pictured my Mom on my cock. "Stacey," I grunted. I shivered with the last pangs of my orgasm. I ground my cock deep again. Stacey groaned deeply with me. My cock began deflating. Stacey spun around, leaned to my cock, and sucked it deep into her mouth and throat with a single gulp. I caressed her face and hair. She sucked me, cleaning me. Her hands tugged on my balls. "You are the best," I whispered, stroking her face gently. Wiping her lips, Stacey stood. "We gotta get going," she said. "Don't want to be late for school!" We dressed quickly. Within minutes, we were at school. The day passed. Several times, I caught myself visualizing my Mom, hearing her words again. Each time in my mind, I ended up sinking my rigid cock into her wet pussy. Each time, I would fuck her senseless. I visualized each time we tried different positions. I pictured her bent over the couch, her ass spread for me to get her wet cunt. I pictured my thumb popping her ass, hearing her grunt, hearing her breathing become ragged. I pictured her body in the throes of orgasm. I pictured her sucking my cock, her lips mashed against my pubs. I had a perpetual hardon all day. I was embarrassed that I might be caught. Stacey was great though. We had lunch off campus, and she blew me for lunch. I love her ability to swallow my entire load. I returned the favor, flicking her clit to achieve orgasm. We both walked softly after lunch with big smiles on our faces. It did not take long to get horny again. The school day ended, and it was time for me to be off to football practice. Several times during practice, the Coach asked where my head was. "Get your head in the game," he yelled. I was lost in thoughts of my Mom, wondering how she would answer my questions from this morning. Practice drug slowly. Finally, it was over. Changing quickly, I threw a t-shirt and shorts on, expecting to shower at home. I cut short all discussions with my friends, and headed home. I arrived just after Mom. Her evening cook was now at the restaurant for the evening. She had the rest of the day to family. It had always been important to her to be home in the evenings as I was growing up. She helped with homework, and added a home stability environment that many households lack. "Hey Mom," I said as I entered. "How did you day go?" I asked. "Rather blankly," she replied. "I could not think of anything but you today son," she continued. "We need to talk," she finished. "I need a shower Mom," I yelled as I headed up the stairs. Fuck, I could hear the tone of her voice. Some societal bullshit was coming. Some discussion of morality, some thoughts of incest, how wrong this was, how we had stretched the envelop over the years with her discussions with me. "I don't want this bullshit talk," I said out loud to myself. I jumped into the shower. Hot water cascaded over my body. I was angry! I felt betrayed! I pictured Mom, telling me this whole song and dance. I watched her lips move, not hearing the words. I saw her naked in my minds eye, her fingers spreading her pussy lips, showing her pink folds, her clit engorged, extending, begging for my mouth. Protruding, her clit beckoned me. My cock chubbed, growing rigid as I stroked it. My mind wandered, forcing thoughts of my Mom, her lips stretching to suck my rod deep into her throat. I pumped my shaft hard! "Baby," Mom's voice penetrated my thoughts. "I did make myself cum this morning," she continued. "I needed release Baby. Momma was very horny," she continued. "I think of you Baby. I imagine you doing those things to me. I imagine sucking your cock," she whispered huskily. "Momma needs her man," she said directly to me. I turned to watch her leave the bathroom. I hesitated, then resumed my shower. I washed my body, scrubbing all parts to insure cleanliness. My mind raced. My cock stood rigid. I heard her words over and over. Stepping from the shower, I grabbed my towel, drying quickly. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I headed downstairs. "Baby," my Mom's voice called. I stopped in my tracks. Her voice was in my room. I moved to the door, pushing it open. My mom, in her robe, was seated on the edge of my bed, head drooping, eyes lowered. "Mom," I whispered. "Are you ok?" "Come here Baby," Mom whispered. "Come to Momma," she continued. She reached her hand out to me. I crossed the short distance quickly. Mom reached to my towel, pulling the ends from my hand. My towel dropped to the floor. I stood in my nakedness before my Mom. Her hands reached to my thighs, caressing from my knee to my hip. Her mouth opened slightly, her tongue wetted her lips. Nothing was said. Mom pulled me forward, her hand reaching to grab my growing cock. "It's so beautiful," Mom whispered. Mom's hand lifted my cock, her fingers wrapping gently around the girth of my shaft. As her fingers and thumb tightened, she pumped my cock gently, stretching it out, and pumping back down. She leaned to me, her mouth opening, her tongue extending to touch the head of my cock. Her tongue danced over his head, my hips thrust forward involuntarily. Her lips wrapped around the firming flesh. She sucked the head of my cock into her mouth as she tugged on my cock. She stuffed more into her mouth, her lips sliding down my shaft, coating it with her saliva. Her hand pumped my shaft up and down and her mouth hungrily sucked my cock into her mouth. I reached to her head, pulling her down against my pubs. My cock pushed into her mouth and throat, growing rapidly. Mom groaned from deep within, her tongue circling my firming cock. She ground her mouth on me, forcing every inch into her face, mouth, and down her throat. Her other hand reached around my hip, firmly grabbing my ass, pulling me forward roughly, her nails biting, stinging my flesh. I thrust my hips against her face. "God it feels good Mother," I whispered. "Suck me!" I continued. I started soft, but forceful thrusts against her face, withdrawing to thrust again. My cock was rapidly inflating, growing in length and girth. Mom sucked hard. Her mouth, her lips formed a vacuum, her tongue lancing out, pressing against the underside of my cock. She humped my cock, building speed, first softly, then with more lust, more abandon. Soon, she attacked my cock, assaulted my flesh, driving every inch repeatedly deep into her face. Her hand pumped my shaft, reached to milk my balls, pulling them down, swirling them, pumping them between her fingers. And always driving her face back down on me. I could hear her throat make noises, her jaw stretching to take all of me. She slurped, drove her tongue in the eye of my cock, covering the head, sucking hard as she pumped my shaft. Banter with Mom Ch. 02 My mind raced! Instinctively, my tongue reached out, rolled the stiffening nipple in small circles, coating the hardening nub in the cool air. Mom's hand grasp her tit, squeezing, extending the flesh upwards. "Yes Baby," she half groaned. I backed the step to my bed, pulling Mom along by the nipple, my hand reaching out to reach her backside. I pulled gently, moving her forward. She followed easily, her hands sliding along my shoulders, fingers sliding into my hair, pulling my face tighter against her breast. As my face sunk into the tit, my tongue darted out, pushing her hard nipple inwards, running the tip of my tongue into her soft flesh. Quickly, I drew my tongue in, her nipple jumped between my teeth, hard, but with a pliable softness that was grabbed by my teeth. Holding her nipple, my tongue danced over the skin, mashing it against the inside of my teeth. I nipped a little harder. Mom grimaced, then groaned with more desire. "You like Momma's tit Baby?" she inquired. I groaned, sucking the flesh deeper into my mouth. I sat down on my bed. Now tit level, I hungrily suckled her tit. I reached to her other hanging globe, running my thumb over the stiffened nipple. I pulled her tit flesh to my mouth. With her nipples touching, I sucked both into my mouth, biting down firmly on the soft flesh. My tongue, my lips, my teeth, tugged, pulled, and rolled each nipple over in my mouth as my hands forced her tits together. Mom was caressing my head, my shoulders. My hand slid down her torso, quickly finding her wet slit. Without hesitating, I slid my fingers along her slit, forcing my hand between her lips. Wetness covered my hand. Mom's legs parted slightly. As my hand slid between her legs, my thumb jumped into her hole. I jammed it up into her body, grinding it deep. I thrust in and out quickly. Mom's breath rushed from her body, her legs buckled slightly, trying to capture more between her legs. I twisted her around me, pushing her body back against the bed. I thrust my thumb deep, grinding, thrusting into her wetness. Mom quickly fell back on my bed. Without missing a thrust, I moved to her, lowering my head to her stomach. I trailed kisses on her tummy, moving lower. My hand continued thrusts into her sex. I could smell her, her musky aroma. My hand was slick with her juices. Her pink clit was engorged, sticking from between her lips. I moved my remaining hand to her mound, pulling her clit between my thumb and index finger. I rubbed it between my digits, tugging, pulling, massaging. Releasing her clit, I moved forward. My tongue extended, reaching out to touch her clit. Her breathing stopped. My tongue flicked the extended clit back and forth quickly. I attacked her mound, sucking the hardening clit into my mouth. A muffled scream emanated from my mom, piercing the silence of the room. Nothing but lust filled my thoughts. I hungered for her sex! I needed to make her cum! I lost all cognizant thought. I assaulted her clit, holding it firmly between my teeth, flicking it back and forth with my tongue. I would bite firmly, hold, pulling it, tugging it from her body. My tongue mashed it, rolled it back and forth against the firmness of my teeth. I rotated my thumb deep into her cunt. I fucked her body hard. Pulling off her, extricating my thumb from her hole, I coaxed her up on my bed, length wise. I hesitated, noticing her beauty. Firm for her age, her ample tits stood high on her chest. Her nipples rigid, her hands slid over her hips, over her waist, up her sides to gently cover her tits, pushing them flat, rolling the nipples under her palms. She watched me, her eyes blazing holes into my body. My cock regained life, filling with a semi-hardness that invited more. I moved over her body, my knees beside her head. I placed my growing cock over her nose, touching her lips with its' head. Her tongue reached out, gently caressing its' head. Tilting her head, she opened her mouth, sucking its' head into her mouth. I arched forward, driving more cock into her mouth. I leaned quickly to her mound. Reaching around her hips, I cupped her ass, lifting her crotch upwards, tilting her hips to open her legs, open her sex to me. I blew cool air over her wetness. Her clit, standing red, engorged, and proud invited me to lunch. I leaned to her, pulling her hips upwards to meet me, sucked her clit into my waiting mouth. I drove my face hard down on her, moving to spread her lips, sucking her deep. I started head thrusts up and down on her clit, pulling it firmly from her body, then driving head back down, grinding my lips and chin into her body. I sucked her clit deep, my tongue running circles over her clit, my teeth gently raking her skin. I wanted her clit! My fingertips found her wet hole. Gently, I spread her lips open. My fingers played, rimming her hole, first one, then another finger darting knuckle deep into her wetness. Reaming her hole, my finger would escape as the other darted in, repeating the reaming. Suddenly, two fingers darted, penetrating her wetness. I suck her clit hard. My fingers arched in, darted out, arched back into her hole. Stopping movement, I spread my fingers, reaming her hole wider, firmer. I pressed my fingers deeper into her body. Her hips thrust to meet me, flexing, lifting, grinding against my fingers, face. Involuntary humps of her hips came with grunts. Her legs lifted upwards, spreading wide. Her crotch was mine for the taking. I drove my fingers deep! I sucked her clit faster, driving it hard against my teeth, hammering the sensitive organ over and over. Her body responded. No longer were we mother and son. We were passionate male and female. We were lost in our desires. Nothing but lust filled our thoughts. We were having sex. Powerful, pure, lustful sex. I drove my hips forward, grinding every inch of my cock into her mouth and throat. Grunting, groaning, we lost ourselves in our sex. I assaulted her clit and hole, hammering her soft, yielding body. Her orgasm approached. Her hips lifted up off the bed, forcing them high, hard into my face. Mom's breathing was ragged, labored. Her hips jumped spasmodically. Her breathing grew very quick, shallow, as her orgasm approached. She pulled my cock out of her mouth. Catching her breath, she bit my thigh firmly, pulling my flesh hard against her face. Rapid bursts of breath, her hips arched, holding high above the bed, driving her cunt to my mouth. A guttural scream started low, grew loader and loader until she erupted into orgasm. Her body jumped high, her hand snaked behind my head, pushing my face down to her hole. I licked around my fingers as I pumped them in and out of her body. Thrusting hard, I jammed them deep and stopped movement. My tongue gently, softly played between her lips, tracing from her hole to her clit. I suckled her clit, then returned to her hole. Mom's breathing grew more normal. Regaining composure, she caressed my hip and back. "Baby, fuck me!" mom commanded, the urgency echoing in her voice. I quickly turned my body around, bouncing on the bed as I thrust my legs down beside her body. My hand reached to her mound, my fingers sliding into her slit, my knuckle passing over her clit, mashing it into her flesh. I snaked my middle two fingers into her body, penetrating swiftly. I drove them deep, her body arching to capture them, the air rushing from her lungs. Her hips rose up, legs, thighs spreading gently, opening to me. She half turned her body to me, her tits mashing against my chest. Her hand reached down, pulling my hand hard against her body. Her fingers traced the backs of my hand, dipping ever so slightly between her lips with me. I thrust hard into her. Breathing stopped, she threw her head backwards, her long, soft throat exposed, I leaned to grab her flesh between my teeth. I groaned as I gently bit into her flesh, holding it firmly, softly. My desire stiffened my already engorged cock. Rising, I moved over her. Mom's legs opened, offering her body to me. My cock bounced, it's head touching her mound. I glanced to her, her wet slit inviting me. Mom's hand grabbed my cock, her thumb rubbing over his head, spreading my precum over me. Pulling, she guided my cock between her lips. Her breath jumped as my cock touched her, her body thrust upwards. My cock slid between the wet slit. Mom pulled my cock flat against her body, her lips reaching along the sides of my cock. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft, closing the gap in her flesh. Her hips bounced, coating my cock with her juices. With a quick thrust, her hips tilted as her fingers guided my cock into her waiting hole. Her legs locked firmly around my back above my hips. She pulled her body up, driving inches of cock into her body. A rush of air escaped her lungs. A muffled scream into my neck. She nipped my flesh at the nape of my neck. I reached to pull her hip, her cheek tight against me, driving my cock deep. I pulled back, my cock leaving her cunt. Her body reacted, her legs clasping my hips, pulling me back to her. I thrust down hard. My cock slid deep, my pubic bone driving against hers. I ground my hips, my cock deep into her body. I reached to her leg, lifting it upwards. Unlocking her ankles, Mom allowed me to pull her leg up, her under knee resting on my bicep. I reached to her other leg, pulling it upwards as well. I propped my hands beside her, below her arms, my palms flat on the bed. With each leg pulled high, her hips arched upwards hard. My crotch hit directly on her mound, her point of entry. I thrashed my hips in and out, my cock driving, ravaging her exposed cunt. Mom started screaming, her groans, grunts filling the room with noises of sex. I hammered her, driving my cock deep, repeating my assault on her body. The bed bounced with each thrust, the springs rebounding with each withdrawal from her body. I thrust forward again, impaling her body with my manhood. Mom's body flailed underneath me, out flesh slapping, our bodies making noises, her cunt sucking, air forced out, almost fart like noises escaped her cunt as I drove forward. And we continued. I fucked her hard. Thrusting, grinding, driving my cock hard into her, and her body accepting my assault. Her nails raked my shoulders, my back. I was groaning loudly. I was matching her noises, my mind lost. Coherent thought gone, I fucked her. Eyes closed tightly, my mind, body became my cock. Feeling, lusting, thrusting, grinding, slamming deep. My orgasm approached quickly. My balls expanded, filling my sac with cum. I ground myself tight against her, stopping all movement. I leaned, my mouth finding hers. I locked her in a kiss, a kiss to feel my orgasm through her. My tongue reached to explore her mouth. I sucked her tongue into my mouth. My balls erupted, sending my cum up my shaft and exploded into her body. With each explosion, my hips thrust against her involuntarily to push my cum deeper. Instantly, my body relaxed, but with each new spurt, my body flexed, driving my cock again that little bit deeper as my cum erupted from his eye. We could feel my shaft expand with each spasm. Mom groaned from deep inside her body. I kissed her deeply, softly, feeling each passion of my cumming through her. Spurt after spurt exploded into her body. My orgasm passed quickly after several heavy spurts into her. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling my kiss deeper. I released her legs, wrapping my arms around her, pulling her close. Her legs dropped, pulling under me, clamping tight. My cock stretched to stay buried in her cunt. Her cunt muscles sucked my cock hard, our pelvises grinding against each other. I lay flat on her body. Our kissing became softer, sharing the moment. Breathing was growing more normal. I sucked her lower lip gently into my mouth, tugging ever so slightly, playfully. I kissed my way down her cheek, trailing light kisses over her jaw, down her neck, past her ear. I nipped gently, with each, a small thrust of my hips, my deflating cock rubbing over her clit. A groan, a deep guttural groan came forward from my Mom. She reached both hands down my body, to my ass, pulling me hard against her. Her hips humped under me. "Oh my God," she whispered low. She ground her pelvis against me. Her eyes were closed tightly, head thrown back. "MMMmmmmmmm," she growled. With several shallow grunts, Mom came again. Her eyes flew open. "That was unexpected," she laughed. She kissed me softly. As our bodies regained normalcy, our size differences became apparent. Mom's breathing became difficult. I rolled off her. Her frame was small compared to mine. She snuggled against me, her small hand, fingers tracing my deltoids, up over my nipple, across my chest, and back. A fingertip hesitated on my nipple, stiff with attention. Mom leaned to suck it into her mouth. I pulled her head tight against my flesh. Mom crawled up on me, her mouth never leaving my nipple. She trailed kisses across my chest, finding the other nipple waiting for her. I flexed my chest muscles. They rippled under her mouth. Mom, using her arms to raise her body slightly, trailed her tits up my stomach, down my torso and over my soft, sticky cock. Mom trailed kisses as she went. Reaching between us, mom stroked my cock upwards, lodging my cock between her tits. Using her hands, she pushed her tits softly around my cock as she slid even further down my body. She massaged my cock and balls with her tits for several minutes. I laid back, my hands on her shoulders, my fingers kneading gently. I was spoiled by her. She slid further down my body, her tits resting on my thighs. Her mouth found my cock, more flaccid than erect. With a single gulp of air, she sucked it into her mouth, her teeth gently clamped at the base of my soft cock. Her tongue circled my cock, moving it around the inside of her mouth. Her fingers, hand grabbed my balls, her thumb sliding up my shaft. Her mouth sucked me gently, firmly, drawing any remaining juices up my shaft, into her waiting mouth. She stared at me. I watched intently as she played, her tongue dancing over my cock, her lips extending to suck a ball into her mouth, but always, quickly back to my cock. I opened my legs, allowing her to snuggle down between my thighs. Resting, laying mid thigh, with my thighs along her sides, supporting the body, her fingers wrapped softly around my cock. Even flaccid, my cock is 6" long, Mom played, flopping my meat back and forth, her tongue swiping it as she flopped it back and forth. Opening her mouth, she leaned forward, her teeth sliding down the girth of my soft cock. Watching me, she sucked hard, her cheeks hallowing, her eyes never leaving my eyes. She started reverse milking my cock, squeezing low and working upwards, milking any liquids up my shaft into her waiting mouth. Her head bobbed fast on my cock, her teeth adding just enough firmness to make my body jump. When she reached the head, she would pump her hand up and down my shaft, then plunge her mouth down again. My hands reached for her head. Sensitive, my cock was on the verge of needing to pull out of her mouth, or wanting to jam her head deep, to keep her fixed to my growing cock. Within moments, mom had my cock at full staff. Pushing my legs up, Mom licked down the underside of my cock, washed over my balls, jabbing at each nut with her soft tongue. I pulled on my knees, lift8ing my legs way up, exposing my ass. Mom did not hesitate. She licked down my sac, her tongue teasing my tight hole. Her tongue tip traced outside my sphincter, my breath held deep in my chest. Would she lick me? "Oh fuck Mom, lick me," I whispered huskily. Her hand reached to grab my stiff shaft, her fingers closing tightly around it. She pulled upwards hard, squeezing my skin to the head. Thrusting up, down, up hard, she jammed her tongue on my asshole. My body lurched, grinding against her face. I reached to her head, caressing softly. My body bucked, her tongue reaming, poking, and reaming my asshole again. I could not believe the feeling as she hammered my cock at the same time. I know my cock expanded beyond his normal 9 ½ inches. All I could do was breathe, grunt, and enjoy. Mom drove her tongue into my ass, a penetration just enough to feel my hole spread just barely. I could feel her tongue snake. She drove her face hard against my asshole. She looked possessed. I needed her. I needed to bury my cock in her pussy. I dropped my legs, pulling her upwards. Mom scrambled, straddling my legs. She crawled up my torso. Reversing her grip on my cock, she lifted a leg, positioned my cock at her wet hole. She reamed her cunt with my cock head. Slowly, deliberately, she dropped her leg, my cock disappearing into her cunt. Placing her hands on my chest, her head dropped, her chin resting on her chest. I grabbed her hips, pulling hard to penetrate her body. My hips exploded up off the bed, jamming my cock in her pussy. So little, I lifted her body up with me. She placed her feet almost flat on the bed, her weight supported by the balls of her feet, dropping her crotch hard on my cock. Several small humps later, my cock was buried completely in her body. As she lifted up, I could watch my slick cock slide out of her body, her cunt lips stretching hard to hold my cock deep, sucking, refusing to give up on holding my cock deep in her body. My cock glistened with her wetness. We fucked slowly. Mom would lift high up my shaft, then grind her body down slowly, her hips rotating, thrusting forwards and backwards. When our pelvises met, she would mash her clit on my pubic bone, thrusting forwards, backwards, anything that would add pressure to her clit. Mom ground down on my cock. "Lay still Baby," she whispered. Raising her torso, her fingers slid into her wet slit. I could feel her nails rake across my buried cock. Mom was flicking her clit back and forth quickly. Her cunt grabbed my cock, her muscles twitching with each flick of her clit. "Twist my nipples Baby," she whispered. I reached to her tits, taking each nipple. I pulled them from her flesh, rolling the hardened skin firmly between my fingers and thumbs. I lifted her tit, tugging at the nipple. I massage them roughly. Mom's eyes closed. She increased the speed at which she rubbed her clit. Her body made involuntary thrusts on my cock. I pulled her nipples, pinching harder. Mom grunted with each pinch. I rolled the nipples over, twisting firmly. I rolled them back and forth, twisting further with each roll. Mom raked my cock with her nails, mashing her clit hard against her body. "Yes Baby," she growled. Mom grew tense, her cunt thrusting forwards and backwards on my cock. Wetness flooded my pubic hair, her cunt dripping out fluids, matting my hair, squishing between us. Mom's body exploded! Her hands came back to my chest as she started humping my cock with total abandon. Lifting high up my cock, she jammed down hard, grinding, and repeating her actions. I grabbed her hips, pulling her down hard. Thrust, after thrust, I pushed upwards, penetrating deeply. My cock, my balls expanded. My orgasm approached with the subtleness of a bull ride. I thrust my body upwards, impaling my petite mom on my monstrous cock. Mom's face, contorted, fucked down hard with her body. My hips began quick, deep thrusts, driving her completely down on my cock. Our bodies smacked hard together, the sound of flesh against flesh filling our space. My cock exploded without a smidgen of notice. Grunting loudly, I thrust upwards, grinding all I could into her body. My eyes, my face frozen in lust, I felt each spurt erupt into her body. Mom ground her body down on my cock. She dropped down to me, feeling each spurt as well. She kissed me. My tongue reached to explore her mouth. With each spurt, my tongue danced with hers, freezing for a split second as my cock exploded into her, spitting out my cum. With each pause between spurts, my tongue attacked hers', waiting for the next instant where my cock would again erupt, freezing all other movement for that split moment. After several spurts, several instants in time, Mom's kiss grew deeper, more meaningful. Our bodies joined, we kissed as passionate lover's. Mom made movements, grinding her cunt down hard on my deflating cock. Banter with Mom Ch. 02 She froze, laying flat on my chest. Mom snuggled in. "Hold me Baby," she asked. I wrapped my arms around her. Our bodies, sensitive from our sex, grew still. We lay motionless. Our breathing was growing deeper, more air filling our lungs. We lay still. My cock, deflating rapidly, slowly pulled out of her cunt. Mom groaned as it withdrew from her body. Our bodies were sticky, her juices slowly dripping onto me. "Rest now, soon we will shower," she said softly. We rested. More was to come. I wanted her again. I wanted to hear her scream as I slammed my hips against her ass, my cock buried deep in her cunt. I wanted to hear our flesh pound together, slap my hips against the cheeks of her ass. I wanted to pop my thumb into her ass as my cock plowed deep into her cunt. Eyes closed, my mind racing, my cock chubbed. Banter with Mom Ch. 03 We relaxed. My mom cuddled beside me on my bed. Naked! I would get to add another notch to my headboard. I would have her watch me, to know I had conquered her. And to know I wanted more. During our rest time, my mind had raced many miles. Thoughts filled my head. My cock was flaccid at the moment, but could jump to readiness quickly. Mom had surrendered completely. Nothing was said, only our lusts controlled our unbridled passion. Mom had done things to my body that I had only dreamed about. Things desired only in my head, she performed! My cock jumped, more life running up its' shaft. I rolled over, sitting on the edge of the bed. I had to piss. Glancing back over my shoulder, I looked at my Mom's face. Contented, restful, sleepy came to mind. I smiled, stood, walked out my door, crossed the hallway to the bathroom. Pushing the door almost closed, I stood, grabbing my dangling cock, aiming the stream of liquid into the bowl. It felt good! As I finished, Mom's hand caressed my hip from behind. "Wash my back," she queried? I stepped to the shower stall, opening the door, reaching inside to start the water. A moment would pass before the hot water streamed out of the shower head. Mom stepped to me, wrapped her arms around my waist, and snuggled close. I draped my arms over her shoulders, leaning slightly to kiss the top of her head. Her body melded against mine, her tits mashing against my stomach. My hand caressed down her back. I swatted her left cheek gently. Reaching to the water, I found it warm. "Do I get a notch on your headboard," Mom laughed as she stepped into the shower stall. I watched as the water sprayed over her, her face looking up into the cascading water. Mom reached up, gathering her hair, lifting it up in a high pony tail with her hands. Her petite frame beckoned me. "Absolutely Mother!" I exclaimed. "But, we are not finished yet!" I continued. I stepped in behind her, my fingers running over her sides, reaching to her front. I grabbed the hanging tits, massaging them in my hands. I stepped close to her, pulling her body back just slightly. My cock dangled on the top of her ass crack, its head poking gently against the small of her back. Mom groaned with each squeeze of her tits. I pulled her stiffening nipples under the warm water bouncing off her chest, rolling them firmly between my thumb and index finger. I twisted gently, but firmly, sending an electric notice to her cunt. Mom leaned forward, holding the water faucets. She pushed her ass back against me. Our size difference was apparent. I was high above her ass. My cock plopped on her ass, water hitting my chest, stomach, and crotch. Water ran down between our bodies. I reached to her, grabbing a handful hair. I pulled her head back, lifting, pulling her body back against me. I ground my hips forward, my upper thighs in direct contact with her ass. I pulled my hips back, thrusting forward. My cock dipped between us, my thighs slapped her globes. Her flesh rippled from the contact, bouncing, jiggling. I repeated the thrust. I stepped back, running my hand down her backside. My fingers dipped between the cheeks of her ass. I slid my hand downwards, crossing over the puckered hole. Her body jumped slightly under my touch. I continued forward, crossed through the moist pussy lips. My fingers danced in her wetness, along her slit. Pulling back, I found her hole. I thrust a finger into her body. Mom's ass thrust down, driving my finger deeper into her cunt. Her hips swayed, my finger playing deep inside her body. Mom grunted as she humped my hand. I pulled my finger out of her cunt, moving upwards, I reamed her asshole with my finger tip. Mom froze. I pushed my fingertip hard against her asshole. Reluctantly, her asshole spread slightly, allowing my finger to slowly penetrate through her opening. Mom pushed back hard against my finger. Mom screamed softly, a scream of penetration, guttural, deep from inside. I pulled my finger from her asshole, and then reinserted the tip, pushing more into her body. Mom's feet spread on the wet tile floor. I drove my finger deeper, Mom letting loose a nasty, grunting, scream. My cock grew rigid quickly. I hammered her puckered hole, thrusting my finger in and out of her ass at a rapid pace. Water poured over our bodies. Moving close behind her, I pulled my finger from her ass. Grabbing my cock, I bent my knees, lowering my body down slightly. I found her wet slit. I aimed my cock to her cunt, placing its head against her slick hole. I grabbed her hips, pulling forward hard. My cock slid quickly into her body, several inches buried with the first penetration. Withdrawing, I thrust forward again. Mom braced herself against the wall, holding the shower faucets. My cock slid balls deep in her wet cunt. I ground my hips against her ass. For the next several seconds, I slammed my cock in and out of her cunt. My hips slapped her cheeks, flesh against flesh. I pounded her cunt. Mom screamed between breaths. I stopped, withdrawing my cock from her. I guided my juice covered cock to her asshole, placing its head against her puckered ring. I grabbed both hips again, pulling myself forward. This time, I was gentle, wanting my monster cock to penetrate new territory. Mom squealed. "Oh shit Baby," she grunted. The head of my cock slid past her tight ring. Her asshole wrapped tightly around my cock head. I pulled forward. An inch, two, three slid into her body. Hesitating, I allowed her to absorb my cock. Withdrawing slightly, I pushed forward harder. More cock slid into her ass. Mom's hips thrust up and down slightly, humping my cock. Withdrawing almost completely out, I thrust forward again. Her body accepted more cock. I repeated my withdrawal, and thrust forward hard. My hips were touching her ass. My cock was buried in Mom's tight ass. Holding still, I could feel Mom's muscles, squeezing my cock, milking. "Fuck me! Mom commanded. "Make yourself cum Mom," I commanded her. "Make yourself cum," I repeated. Mom reached quickly between her legs. I could feel her fingernails rake against my cock. Within seconds, Mom's body convulsed, twitching against me. Her knees buckled slightly. She arched her hips even more, giving me direct line to her ass. Spreading my feet even more, I took hold of her hips, the cheeks of my ass clenching, driving even more cock into her ass. I withdrew, and slammed my hips forward. My cock completely buried, bounced my balls off her clit. I now started pounding her with full length, piston like strokes. Her ass squeezed hard around my shaft, holding, releasing, and accepting again as I thrust in and out of her body. Within just minutes, my balls churned, making another load of cum to be delivered. As I grunted with each thrust, I listened to my Mom screaming, grunting, begging for my cum. I pulled extra hard on her hips, pulling my body as tight as I could against her ass, my cock sliding to even greater depths in her. Grinding against her, my balls exploded, driving cum up my shaft and spitting deep into her bowels. I flooded her, several spurts grinding deep. I pulled her closer, deeper. My legs quivered. Breathing slowed. My cock deflated, pulling out of her ass. I stood to give my legs a break. Water splashed off my body. Mom hung on the faucets, limp. Her breathing was returning to normal as well. "Wash my back," she whispered. I reached to the soap. I washed her body, covering every inch, front and back. She returned the favor. In the next twenty minutes, we got squeaky clean. We took our time when washing sensitive parts of the body. As we finished, I lifted her face to me, kissing her softly as we turned the water off. Drying, she trundled off to her bedroom. I crossed the hall to mine. After I dried off, I stretched out on my bed. I laid naked on my covers, wanting Mom to see me as she passed by my door. Several minutes passed. I heard her heading down the hall. She stopped at my open door. "Get dressed son," she commanded. "We do not want the any of your friends stopping by and catching you in the raw," she continued. I dressed quickly, headed back downstairs. Mom had dinner on the stove. Not much was said, she read the paper, I settled in the living room, flipped on the news, and watched while I ate. The phone rang. Grabbing the portable, I responded "Hello,". "Hey honey," Stacey quipped into her end of the call. "Hi Babe," I responded. "What's up? I continued. "I need go out for an errand, so wondered if I should stop by your place for a little while," she explained. "I need your cock," she whispered. "See you in a few minutes," she stated and hung up. "Stacey is going to stop by soon," I told Mom. "Really," Mom inquired. "I bet I know what for," she trailed off, her voice laughing, teasing me. Mom strutted down the hallway to her home office, looking back over her shoulder, she caressed her hand over her cheek, and with one last visible movement, swatted her ass. I groaned softly. I waited for Stacey to arrive. Several minutes passed. A quick knock on the door, and she was in. She found me watching TV in the family room. "Where is your mom," she asked as she looked around. "I think she is in her office at the moment," I replied. Stacey jumped to me, placing a knee beside me on the couch. Leaning to me, she kissed me quickly, softly. Her tongue exploded into my mouth, searching, playing, teasing. She sucked my tongue into her mouth. I returned the kiss with gusto, reaching to grab a hanging tit through her sweater. I massaged it roughly, playfully. I pressed my thumb into her tit flesh through her clothes. She reached to grab my growing cock through my sweats. Her fingers wrapped around me, pulling, tugging up and down my shaft. I kissed her again, trailing kisses down her jaw, down her neck to the nape of her neck. I grabbed a mouthful of flesh gently, running my tongue back and forth over the exposed skin. Stacey groaned appreciatively. Pulling back, Stacey dropped to her knees on the floor between my legs. Her arms crossed my thighs, her hands rested just inches from my groin, her fingertips caressing gently, almost touching my cock. My body jumped, thrusting my hips upwards, trying to move into contact with her fingers. Stacey just stared at me. Glancing left, she searched the hall with her gaze. Leaning forward, she bit my cock through my sweats, biting playfully as she pumped my shaft with a free hand. Pulling my t-shirt up, she kissed my stomach, her tongue gliding into my navel, reaming gently. Her hand grabbed the top of my sweats, pulling the material down. She had some trouble getting the waist band over my growing cock. She aimed my cock up toward my waist. Several inches were exposed. She licked the underside of my cock, tracing up my shaft until her tongue reached his head. With her fingers wrapped around my shaft, she lifted my cock perpendicular to my body. Her lips formed a perfect "O" as she leaned to my cock. With a quick lick around its growing head, she sucked my cock into her mouth. Within seconds, she was fucking my cock with her mouth. Full, driving, deep thrusts forced my cock into her mouth and throat. I reached to her, my hand resting on the back of her head. I watched her, her mouth spreading with each thrust downwards, lips sucking my cock deep. Then, with each lift upwards, her mouth would stretch to hold my cock deep. Her cheeks hallowed each time she pulled up. She fucked my cock with a vengeance. I thrust my hips to drive my cock deeper into her face. My breathing grew ragged. My balls churned! Stacey roughly grabbed my nuts, rolling them in her hand and fingers, pulling them, milking them. Lifting off my cock, her tongue reached to lick the sides of my cock as she moved down. She sucked a nut into her mouth, rolling the sac in her mouth with her tongue. Closing over my ball, she tugged gently with her mouth. I groaned with each movement of her tongue. She returned to my cock, sucking it deep again. Her motions were piston like, driving my cock completely down her throat, and then repeating hungrily. A flash of movement caught my peripheral vision. Glancing to my right, my Mom stood in the hallway, her gaze locked on Stacey. I stared at my Mom. Her eyes locked into mine. Her tongue flicked past her lips, rotating slowly outwards, wetting her lips. Her eyes glazed, she moved forward very slowly, her focus returning to Stacey's movements. Stacey froze, pulling quickly off my cock. "Shit," she hissed. She quickly pulled my sweats up over my cock. She sat back on the floor. Mom stopped movement, staring at Stacey. Split seconds passed. An eternity flashed before my eyes. "He has a beautiful cock," Mom was saying. "Don't you think so Stacey?" she continued. Stacey's mouth dropped open. "I envy you honey," she continued, talking directly to Stacey. She moved forward, sliding over to the couch, sitting next to me. "You can get all of it down your throat," she stated flatly. "Show me," she finished. Stacey sat dumbfounded. She did not, could not move. "Stacey, show me," Mom repeated. "I am sure he will not mind!" I grabbed my sweats, pulling them down below my rigid cock. I pushed my meat forward, aiming his eye directly at Stacey. I could feel the cool air wash over my cock. My precum glistened on his head. Stacey reached to grab my cock. She stole quick glances at Mom, but moved to her knees again. Leaning slowly, her tongue flicked out, dancing over his engorged head. She groaned deeply. Her lips closed on my cock, forming a suction, pushing forward and down over the head. Her hand pumped my shaft, squeezing any fluids up my shaft into her waiting mouth. "That's it baby, suck his big hard cock," Mom commanded. She reached to caress Stacey's hair, her fingers intertwining themselves softly. I watched Mom. I could not take my eyes off her. I stared at her face, watching her eyes. Mom was enjoying the display in front of her. Her breathing was changing. Her breathing grew short, labored. "Let's go upstairs," she said out loud, looking to me. Standing, she moved quickly to and up the stairs. I pulled Stacey off my cock. Her eyes were also glazed, her lust showed. She licked her lips. "Will she join us," Stacey whispered huskily? She pumped my shaft several times, wiping off a drop of precum with her fingers. She brought them to her mouth, sucking my fluids, cleaning her fingers. My mind jumped to the possibilities. Stacey stood, turned, and headed upstairs. I followed quickly. Mom's tank top was at the top of the steps, several feet later, her shorts were strewn against the wall. A bra followed, and her panties were just outside my bedroom door. My door was wide open. There, on my bed, my mom was stark naked, her fingers busily flicking her clit back and forth. Her legs, bent at the knee, were raised. Her arms supported her tits. She was lost in her lust, her eyes closed, her moans audible. Stacey ripped off her clothes, walked to the end of the bed, and watched Mom spread her lips open, and flick her clit back and forth rapidly. Stacey reached to her slit, her fingers penetrating to expose her swollen clit. She tugged on it, wiping moisture freely about her mound. Glancing at me, she moved forward, crawling down between my Mom's legs. Her mouth went directly to her clit, sucking it into her mouth. Mom's hand reached to her head, pulling her down harder on her clit. Mom's body jumped, thrusting against her face. I stripped my clothes off very quickly, moving to the bed. Mom reached to grab my cock. "Come here, bring me your cock," she instructed. I straddled her head. Reaching, I guided my cock into Mom's waiting mouth. I thrust forward, driving my cock deep with my first thrust. My balls bounced off her forehead, over her eyes, and nose. I jammed my cock forward hard as I watched Stacey ravage Mom's slit. Her tongue flicked over the hard nub, penetrating the slit, and moved down to ream her hole. Mom's body thrust quickly, involuntarily. Stacey latched on for dear life as Mom thrust up and down against her face. Stacey ground her body down on the bed. I could see her arm pushed under her body. I assumed that she was doing herself. Her breathing grew very ragged. I pinched Mom's nipples, twisting hard, pulling the tit flesh upwards, stretching the nipple high above her body. Mom's body arched. She grabbed my ass, pulling me forward hard, driving my cock balls deep in her mouth and throat. I slammed her, pulled back and thrust forward again. I watched Stacey. I thought Mom would thrash her face she was humping her mouth so hard. But Stacey held on. Mom's body grew rigid, her hips thrust high above the bed. Pulling my cock completely down her throat, her body exploded in an orgasm. Her hips bounced off the bed, grinding Stacey's face hard against her cunt. Stacey, her face covered with Mom's juices, assaulted Mom's clit. She jammed her fingers into Mom's cunt. Thrusting, retreating, and thrusting again, Stacey hammered her hole while she continued to suck hard on Mom's clit. Mom's legs clamped tightly along the sides of Stacey's head. Her hand pulled Stacey deep into her crotch, grinding her cunt on Stacey's tongue and face. Mom reached her orgasm for a second time, her body convulsing softly. She face fucked my cock hard. I rode her hard and fast, jamming myself deep repeatedly into her mouth and throat. Mom pushed me off her. Moving, she pulled Stacey's body up the bed along hers. She lifted a leg, pulling her over her body. Mom buried her face in Stacey's cunt. Stacey ground her hips down hard, planting her cunt flush over Mom's mouth and tongue. Lost in lust, I moved behind Stacey, guiding my cock into her wet hole. Moving my cock up and down, I penetrated her lips, finding her hole, and pushed forward softly. My cock penetrated. Stacey gasped, tilted her hips slightly allowing my penetration. Placing my hands on her hips, I pulled my body forward, impaling her on my cock. Using small, gently thrusts, I slowly buried my cock deep in her cunt. I could feel Mom sucking Stacey's clit, and running her tongue along the side of my cock. I was within seconds of cumming. Thinking of waterfalls, I tried everything I could think of to delay my eruption of cum into her tight cunt. With all the stimulation she was getting, Stacey was humping Mom's mouth and my cock like a demon. Stacey thrust, ground, humped, and more. Stacey approached her orgasm very quickly. As her body grew tense, her muscles tightening, I pushed my cock balls deep in her cunt. Grinding every last inch, I exploded, blowing cum from my balls, into the shaft, and forcing it deep in her cunt. Spurt after spurt escaped, filling a tight hole with cock and cum. I slammed forward, driving my cock deep, forcing my cum deeper. Stacey convulsed on my cock, her orgasm ripping through her body. Mom attacked Stacey's clit, almost sucking it from her body. As my cock deflated and Stacey regained some normalcy, Mom's mouth opened to suck my juice covered, cum dripping cock into her mouth. Her face half buried in Stacey's cunt, Mom sucked me hard. Several minutes passed. I pulled back off Stacey, stretching out on the bed beside the ladies. Stacey, her orgasmic mood filling her body, leaned to suck Mom's clit into her mouth. Mom's hips jumped into her face, driving her body upwards. Stacey attached herself to Mom's clit once again. Mom returned the favor. I watched, intrigued by the visions filling my head. Each caressed gently, sucked viciously, jammed fingers hard, stroked, played, and kissed each other's body. Within several short minutes, both bodies were convulsing with orgasmic bliss. Exhausted, they collapsed silently. Lying side by side, I got to compare their respective bodies. Noting the firmness of Stacey's tits compared to Mom's armpit tits. Mom's tits were half again as big, but lacked the youthful firmness. Their bodies, both curvaceous, showed the signs expected with the age of each. Stacey held a glow, a firmness not matched. But Mom's body held a glow as well. Well toned for her age, she looked terrific. Banter with Mom Ch. 03 Stacey leaned to suckle Mom's nipple between her teeth. Mom groaned from deep within, a guttural groan that exuded desire, a burning depth of lust that I had not seen. She rolled to Stacey, mashing their bodies together. Mom kissed her deeply. I leaned to kiss the line where their tits joined, getting both tit fleshes in the same kiss. My tongue massaged the soft, warm flesh. My cock responded, growing firm. I wanted Mom impaled on my rigid cock. I wanted Stacey to see me fuck my Mom. I wanted Stacey to sit on my face while I fucked my Mom. I moved down their bodies, licking first one stomach, then the other. Pushing them apart, rolling them to their backs, I played with each. With my tongue on one, my fingers danced on the other. Slowly, deliberately, I moved down their torsos, getting closer their mounds. My hands snaked between their legs, my fingers tracing along their respective slits. Wet, slick, their clits extended, protruding from between their lips. I blew cool air across each clit, moving back and forth between them. Their hands reached to pull me closer. My tongue touched Mom's clit. I flicked it back and forth quickly. I leaned, sucked it between my teeth, holding firmly. My tongue mashed it against the inside of my teeth. Her body jumped, her hips thrusting upwards to meet my mouth and tongue. I moved to Stacey, my tongue reaching to her exposed clit. Flicking it back and forth, her body arched upwards, wanting to capture her play thing. I sucked it into my mouth, rolling it with my tongue firmly. I repeated my teasing. I turned my focus on my Mom. I moved between her legs, raising her knees, tilting her crotch upwards slightly. I buried my mouth between her lips, extending my tongue to lick her juices. My tongue darted in and out of her hole, forcing itself deep. Mom's hips rotated beneath my mouth. Stacey leaned to suck a firm nipple into her mouth as she watched me suck my Mom's clit. Mom's hips arched, her body washing through an orgasm quickly. I moved up the bed, lying between the ladies. "Mom, sit on me," I instructed her. Mom moved quickly, straddling me. With a knee raised high, she grabbed my cock, smearing its head along her slit, coating it with her flowing juices. Positioning the head at her opening, she dropped her knee, forcing my cock into her cunt. With her hands on my chest, Mom started grinding her hips down hard, grinding against my meat, lifting upwards, and cramming her cunt back down on me. I watched as she lifted up, her cunt lips stretching hard to hold my glistening cock. Grabbing her hips, I slammed my body up to meet her downward thrust. We got a rhythm quickly, our bodies grinding together, my cock buried deep into her body. Reaching to Stacey, I pulled her body toward me. "Sit on my face baby," I told her. Stacey moved very quickly, dropping her wet slit unto my mouth. She leaned to kiss Mom, her hands reaching to pinch Mom's firm nipples. Wrapping my arms around her legs and ass, I pulled Stacey hard on my mouth. My tongue stretched to penetrate her body. My fingertips raced over Stacey's tight hole. As they brushed over her asshole, Stacey thrust her hips forwards and backwards. Her asshole lifted to my fingertip, begging for a swift penetration of her sweet ass. Sliding down slightly, I coated my fingertip with her juices, and placed my fingertip at her ass. Applying slight pressure, my fingertip forced its way into her tightest hole. Stacey growled, and drove her cunt down on my face. I started popping my fingertip in and out of her ass. Both ladies were screaming, grunting, and groaning loudly. It heightened my senses. My balls boiled, my cum being manufactured quickly. Mom rocked hard on my cock, driving every inch deep into her yielding cunt. I felt her fingers flicking back and forth over her clit. Stacey did the same as I drove my tongue deep into her wet hole. Cognizant thought was lost. No rationale existed. I focused on cumming. The sex became a blur as we moved our bodies to the edge of lust, of raunchy, raw sex. Nothing but our bodies needs existed. We fucked like demons, Mom bouncing hard on my rigid, engorged cock. Stacey ground her cunt on my face, my tongue reaching into her body, licking juices from her. Our noises grew louder, our groans deeper, our senses focused on the pleasures of the body. Breathing labored at best, we grunted our journeys to orgasm. Within seconds, our bodies joined in a collection of orgasms, powerful, lustful, mind numbing orgasms. While our bodies absorbed the lust, we wallowed in the afterglow of sex, coming down slowly, returning to a normalcy, an intimacy between the participants. The ladies stretched out beside my body, cuddling close, caressing my body slowly, softly. Nothing was said. Breathing was deep, slow. We rested. I was hungry! Banter with Mom "Mmmmm," she growled. "You taste good," she said as she took a split second breather. "I can taste your precum, Baby," she grunted as she drove her face back down on me. I slammed my hips forward, impaling her face on my shaft. Her mouth stretched wide, her lips forced to surround my massive cock looked incredible. I pulled the hair back from her face. I wanted to watch my cock slide between her lips, penetrate her mouth. I leaned over, sliding my hand down her robe. I found a tit through the material. I grabbed it, roughly massaged it through her robe. She groaned louder as she sucked my cock deep. Demons took over Mom's body. Mom started sucking my cock like a demon possessed. She bobbed her head hard on my cock, building speed and urgency with each thrust. Standing, I arched my hips to her face. I pulled her by the back of the head, slamming my cock deep into her. Her mouth and throat expanded, taking me completely. Lifting my balls, Mom rolled them against her cheek as she sucked me deep. She was massaging my tubes, rolling my balls over the softness of her cheek. Her tongue pressed against the inside of her cheek, poking at my balls. Saliva drooled from her lips coating my balls as well as my cock. Eyes closed, she sucked deeply, drawing my cum from inside my body. My orgasm approached. My breathing grew very ragged. I held my breath. My body grew tense. Eyes shut tightly, all focus directed to my cock and balls, my brain, body, and soul exploded. My balls erupted, flooding my shaft with cum, forcing spurt after spurt into my shaft. My shaft muscles squeezed, propelling my cum up my long cock, and blasting forth from my shaft into her hungry mouth and throat. As I exploded in orgasm, Mom groaned. So deep, so guttural was her grown it shook her very core. She attached my cock with abandon, with a vengeance she sucked all secretions of my cum, groaning with each spurt, hammering her face deep onto my cock. Her cheeks sucked in as she pulled up my cock, drawing each spurt forth, sucking hard to capture each ejaculation. Her lips smacked, her tongue darted out to lick my cock head, and she attacked again, driving her face forward, inhaling my cock. My orgasm had my body twitching, mini thrusts against her face. My toes went numb. I could not think. I could only focus on the feelings generated by cumming. Cumming in my Mom's mouth. Mom was sucking me, drawing my cum out of my cock, swallowing me deeply. I filled her mouth repeatedly. As my orgasm subsided, my knees grew weak. My knees bent slightly, I thrust upwards again, driving my deflating cock back into her face, between her lips. I groaned in unison with her. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" repeatedly escaped my lips, said softly. My self being flowed into my Mom. She drained me of more than my fluids. Gently, I pushed her off my deflating cock. I groaned deeply. Once more, my hips thrust forward, my flaccid cock jumping into her face. She grabbed me, her lips quickly surrounded my cock, and instantly, she buried it deep into her mouth and throat again. I shuddered, grinding my hips against her face. I humped several shallow humps, pulling my cock almost out of her mouth, her head bending forward to hold it, and thrust forward again to impale my soft cock back into her mouth. With each thrust, I grunted, my breath escaping me. I shivered. "Jesus Christ Mother," I whispered. Again, I gently pushed her off my deflated cock. Reaching behind her arms, I lifted her gently to stand before me. Looking into her eyes, my hands untied her robe, my hands sliding up the front to her breasts. Sliding my hands outwards, I pushed her robe off her shoulders. The robe slid downwards, exposing her body to me. I slowly slid my fingertips back across her body, slowly down the swell of her breasts. My fingertips found a hard, firm nipple of each breast. My fingers danced softly over the hardened nipple. Mom gasped a breath, thrusting her tits upwards. My thumb and finger firmly took hold of each nipple, rolling it between them. "Yes Baby," mom groaned. Pushing her to step backwards, I leaned to her, my tongue reaching out to touch her breast. My hand lifted her tit, pointing her stiffened nipple to my tongue. Mom arched her body, a groan escaped her lips. She reached to intertwine her fingers in my hair, to pull my head down to her waiting breast. "Baby," she whispered. "Yes Baby!"