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Happy Mother's Day

By: Tattletale



My brothers and I stood with our hard, throbbing cocks in our hands as our father scribbled on three small slips of paper and placed them in a bowl. My brother Gary drew one of the slips and grinned when he saw the word "mouth" written on it. My brother Roy drew next and got the word "pussy". Two of Mom's orifices had been taken and only one was left. Even though I already knew what was written on it, I drew the final slip of paper and read aloud the word "ass".

Our beautiful mother Gloria was sprawled naked on the bed impatiently fondling her full bush as she waited for us to make her Mother's Day a very happy one. Dad began videotaping as Roy went to his back next to her. Mom bent down and sucked his big cock for a minute or two just for good measure, then she straddled him and slowly impaled herself on it. Dad, Gary and I bent forward to watch the penetration. What a sight it was! Mom's slack labia tightened up as Roy's thick cock pushed them aside. They were soon stretched like rubber bands around the fat prick. The penetration alone was enough to start her huffing and puffing. When all of us got in the act, Dad would have to close the windows and turn on the air conditioning to muffle Mom's exuberant shrieks.

The ass-man always comes first, so I gave Roy a head start to increase the chances of everyone coming together. After carefully oiling my cock, I knelt next to Mom on the bed, pulled her cheek to the side, and squirted a thick bead of lotion across her wrinkled anus. I smeared it around, then gently worked a finger up her ass. The tight little hole responded to the invasion by clamping down. I continued sawing my finger in and out until the clenching slowed and weakened. I added a second finger and then a third to prepare her for the final assault. As I eased my cock into her tight hole, Gary was at the other end sliding his between her lips. I pressed down on the small of her back to hold her in place and placed the tip of my cock against her anus. I felt a sense of detachment as I watched the head slowly disappear into her body. It was as though I were watching someone else's cock. I sank my cock in all the way to the balls. 

With the camera in his right hand and his cock in his left, Dad circled us in search of interesting camera angles. He would get his turn in the cluster when he replaced the first of his sons to come, but he wasn't in any hurry. The ass-man usually finishes first, but I felt in pretty good control and hoped to make this time an exception. Mom was working her hips back and forth between Roy and I. When she thrust forward onto Roy, her ass clamped down on my cock. We soon had a nice rhythm going with Roy and I driving our cocks into her on alternate strokes. My balls slapped against his with each thrust. I felt the heat radiating from his feverish cock-head through the thin membrane separating the two orifices.

I reached beneath her to feel her tits and found Roy nursing on one. I gave the other one some attention. The nipple was wet and swollen from Roy's sucking. Mom's moans grew louder and filled the room. She would have been much more vocal if Gary's thick cock had not been serving as a gag. His eyes rolled back in his head and his teeth clattered as he shot his load in her mouth. I heard her choke and then watched her cheeks puff out as Gary filled her mouth with his syrup. Mom held the load in her mouth as Dad stepped forward for sloppy seconds. She kept her lips tight around his cock to avoid spilling any of the precious fluid. Dad's eyes lit up as his cock basted in a mixture of Mom's spit and Gary's spunk. Gary took over on the camera and stepped up on the bed to get some shots that Dad hadn't gotten around to.

I managed to play my part long enough for Mom to have a strong orgasm. The tight tunnel sucking at my cock finally got the best of me, and I shot my load deep inside her. I was shaking like a leaf as I dismounted and rolled out of the way. I felt a little nauseous just as I always do after fucking my mother. Dad winked at me as he took my place in her ass. He chose to synchronize his thrusts with Roy's thrusts. The look on his face was the same look my dog gets when I scratch his funny spot. Mom always goes wild when the thrusts are synchronized. With no cock filling her mouth, she wound up like an air siren until Dad clamped his hand over her mouth. Father and son groaned in unison as they shot their loads. It was a picture-perfect ending with mother, father and son coming together.

Perhaps you are wondering how my family forged our forbidden relationship. First let me describe my mother. She's a tall, statuesque beauty with long legs and a winning smile, all qualities that are essential for success as a haute couture model. She strutted down many runways showing off the work of some of the biggest names in the business. Then Dad swept her off her feet and she gave up the world of glamour for a life as a housewife. As far as I know, she never doubted her decision.

Dad is a good-looking guy with an abundance of charm that I wish had rubbed off on me. He's also extremely clever and has dozens of inventions to his credit. Just about the time I left for college to study engineering, he started up a manufacturing company to produce his inventions. After I graduated from college, I went to work for him. Dad came up with the rough ideas, and then I polished them. Meanwhile, my brothers Gary and Roy were still away in college.

Mom, Dad and I went out one night to celebrate getting a patent on a very promising invention. After dinner in the best restaurant in town, we went to a nightclub for dancing. Dad isn't much of a dancer, so Mom asked me to dance with her. We kept a respectable distance apart at first, but it gradually closed as we were drawn to each other. Mom's tits soon were against my chest, and I felt her swollen nipples through the thin fabric separating our bodies. That, combined with the smell of her exquisite perfume, had a profound effect on me. At first, I moved away so she wouldn't feel my erection. Then I gave in to my lust and pressed right up against her. I rationalized my shameful conduct by telling myself that she would be flattered. She was! She even made that classic Mae West joke, "Is that your gun or are you just happy to see me?"

Mom and I were practically fucking right there on the dance floor. It's a miracle I didn't shoot a load in my pants. Dad suggested that we go to the nudie bar next door for a few drinks. We took a quiet booth in a dimly lit corner. Up on the runway, two naked girls were rubbing their pussies up against shiny dance poles. Mom reached over and squeezed my cock through the cloth of my pants. Judging by the expression on Dad's face, she was using her other hand on him. I was on very dangerous ground by then. All the teasing on the dance floor had the jism in my balls simmering. I finally had to pull Mom's hand off of my cock.

Dad excused himself to go to the men's room. While he was gone, Mom went up to the runway and stuffed a few bills in the strippers' garters. She managed to cop a few pretty good feels while she was at it. The idea of Mom having a streak of lesbian in her turned me on even more. I know that she had lived a fast life as a model, and that was probably part of the scene.

Dad came back and whispered something to Mom. He grinned up at the dancers as Mom worked his cock under the table. He did a pretty good job of hiding his orgasm. I didn't find out until we got home that he had bought a rubber from the dispenser in the men's room and rolled it onto his cock. Mom had done him right through the cloth of his pants.

When we got home, Mom took me by the hand and led me straight to her bedroom. Mom and Dad had lots of sex with each other, but slept in separate rooms for comfort. With Dad watching, she quickly undressed me and tossed my clothes aside. Then I stood naked in front of my parents with a cock so hard it pointed at the ceiling. Mom ordered me onto the bed and then tore her clothes off. Even though she was twice the age of the strippers, she was more beautiful than any of them.

She sucked my cock for a few minutes, then turned around and lowered her cunt to my mouth. She had a full but neatly-groomed bush. I buried my nose in it and savored the aroma of lilacs, my favorite scent. Dad stripped and pulled up a chair next to the bed. He didn't say a word as he watched me have sex with his wife. Mom was giving me the best head that I had ever had, so it wasn't surprising that I didn't last long, especially after all the teasing I had been through. Mom didn't miss a beat when I shot my load.

As soon as I was finished, she spun around and mounted me. "Now don't go soft on me," she said. She posted up and down on my cock to keep it hard. It worked. Each time she lifted her beautiful ass off of me, her pussy clamped down on my cock. "I can work my muscles better when I'm on top," she said. "How do you like it?" She should have been able to tell by the look of awe on my face.

Dad was jacking off hard by then. Even though I know every normal male masturbates, I had never been able to picture my father doing it. "Tell him when you're going to come so he can get his, too," Mom whispered. I started losing control then. The thought of my father timing his jack-off orgasm to mine was so kinky that I tried not to think about it. I managed to last a few more minutes before I shouted that I was coming. My orgasm in Mom's cunt was even stronger than the one in her mouth. Mom was getting off at the same time. Somehow I had always imagined her having very lady-like orgasms, and that's how it was. She whimpered and sighed, and whispered "yes" over and over again. When it was over, I glanced over at Dad and saw his watery load on his belly.

When my brothers graduated from college, they also went to work for Dad. They were initiated into our little sex club in very much the same way that I had been. Life was great for awhile, and then my brothers and I moved away to have lives of our own. Working for Dad had been great, but we wanted other challenges. His company was a big success and he could afford to hire all the engineers he needed. Three times a year, on Mother's Day, Mom's birthday, and Christmas, my brothers and I head for home to give Mom the hottest sex she has ever had.

I thought about all of that as I watched my quivering mother sandwiched between my father and brother. The three were coming down slowly from their orgasms. Dad and Roy were straining to keep their cocks up in her quivering innards for as long as possible. Curious to see which man would win the contest, I knelt at the foot of the bed alongside my equally-curious brother Gary. "Ten bucks says Dad outlasts him," he said. "You've got a bet," I answered. It was a sucker bet. A few seconds later, Roy's cock came slithering out of Mom's pussy to take a nap on his plump balls. Dad managed to last another minute until his came out of her ass with a soft pop.

After we rested for a few minutes, Mom reminded us of something that had become a family tradition. Each of us would take a brief shower of about fifteen minutes with her. We would lather up her beautiful body and she would do the same for us. This ritual served two purposes: it washed the sweat and sex juices off of us and it got us worked up for another round of sex.

As the oldest, I got to go first. Mom pulled on a shower cap while I adjusted the water to the perfect temperature. I took her hand and guided her under the warm spray. I started by gently lathering her beautiful face with my bare hands. All of the makeup that she had so carefully applied went down the drain. Next, I soaped her shoulders and worked my way down to her scrumptious tits. By the time I lathered up every square inch of tit-flesh, her nipples were as big and hard as bullets. I reluctantly left her tits and moved down her torso. Deciding to leave her cunt for last, I moved lower and gave her long, sleek legs a perfunctory wash. I did her lovely ass and then worked my way up her back to the place I had started from. Mom reached for a bar of soap but I stopped her and said, "I'm not done with you yet, Mom." I lathered up my hands and then began transferring the lather to her furry mound. "This is the part I like best, Mom." She giggled at my enthusiasm.

"All right, that's enough," Mom said. "The others are waiting for their turns." Mom soaped every inch of my body, and, like me, she saved the genitals for last. By the time she finished with my cock and balls, I had the best hard-on yet. I dried myself and went out to the livingroom where Dad and my brothers were masturbating as they watched the tape. "Damn, it's about time," Roy whined. "Did you wash her or fuck her?"

I sat down, took my cock in my hand, and watched me fucking Mom in the ass there on the big screen TV. It was far hotter than any professional porno that I had ever seen. Roy came out of the bathroom with a big smile on his face and a big boner on his belly. Greg took his turn and then Dad had his without Mom. While Dad was showering, Mom reapplied her makeup. Dad must have done a little jacking in the shower because when he returned he was as hard as the rest of us.

Mom came out of the bedroom looking like a Las Vegas showgirl. "Are you boys ready for another drawing?" she asked.

Happy Mother's Day



*Happy Mother's Day. Read and enjoy, don't forget to vote!*

Mom was only 14 when she had me. She never talked about it much, but I knew that getting pregnant when she did was one of her biggest regrets. She always made sure to not confuse being angry because of getting pregnant and her love for me; she loved me and gave me everything I ever needed, even at the cost of her own goals and wishes. Love is sacrifice, and mom sacrificed herself to me being in a better place at 14 than she was. Dad died when I was 4. We really don't know who my real dad is, but mom's boyfriend became "dad." Eric was pretty cool from what I was told, but he was driving his motorcycle too fast in the rain and went off the side of the road. Eric dying and the pushing of my mother made me want to succeed in everything I did, and I started with school.

I graduated from high school at 16 and I was kind of shrimpy. I had been skipped ahead a couple of grades and they marked me as exceptional, even after the crash. I went to college straight away and I discovered the joy of lifting weights and working out. I went from grade-A nerd to significantly stronger grade-A nerd over the course of two years. I turned 18 at Easter and at the end of the semester I came home for a couple weeks. Mom wasn't expecting me home the first weekend right after finals; I had told her I would be staying with some friends from college for the summer and working in the city instead of lounging in suburbia. She didn't have a problem with that and it left her open to date. Between her trying to finish school and trying to raise me and working to keep busy, she never did have enough time for herself. That was something I had always felt bad about.

I came home on Thursday after my last final in the morning. The two-hour drive flew by. The only thing I could think about was sitting with mom in the back yard and having a beer with her. Yeah, I was underage, but as long as I drank around her and didn't get stupid drunk, she was fine with it. I didn't even unpack the car, I just strolled in at 11 am and tried to be sneaky; just for a surprise. 

I didn't see her in the main floor of the house, so I figured she was probably down stairs sleeping or painting in her studio. I crept down the stairs as quietly as possible, carefully avoiding the three squeaky steps and was just about to her bedroom door when she walked out of the bathroom down the hall. She was just out of the shower and absolutely naked.

The only thing I could do was stare at her. Her long auburn hair was wrapped up in a white towel and twisted high above her head with a few stray locks peeking out here and there. A few strands trailed out from behind her ears and arched out from behind her ears, trailing down her neck, flowing into her body at her collarbone and sticking to the tops of her breasts. It looked like she'd been working outside over the last few days of good weather and she was starting the first signs of a tan with the creamy toffee color of the sun stopping and blending into the natural alabaster of her skin. She was still taking care of herself, her shoulders and neck still extremely feminine but very well defined and very sexy. 

Her breasts, while not huge, were good sized, with silver dollar sized areola around them. They were a very pale pink brown, and the nipples in the center of them--the nipples I had teased her about being stiff on so many occasions--were almost smooth and blended into the areola. My eyes continued drifting down her body, noticing the way her well-toned abdomen moved and her hips swayed even though she thought she was alone. Her hips flared out sexily from her waste, curving gently into her thighs. Between those well-toned legs was her completely shaved, slightly red pussy. It wasn't opened or anything, it was just a little cleft between her legs and a little tiny hint of the pink lips concealed inside. I couldn't take my eyes off that pussy and then I watched that pussy slide back a couple feet and I heard mom squeak in surprise.

"Holy shit!" she said and looked like she needed to run somewhere. I took my eyes off her crotch and let them drift back up over her body. Her tits were jiggling with every excited movement she made as she tried to get away. It took her a full 2 seconds to figure out she could have just gone in the bathroom door she just walked through. In the meanwhile, I got a hell of a show from incredibly beautiful woman with an extreme blush.

As she moved away I noticed three things. First, she had one hell of a firm heart-shaped ass. Second, her nipples were erect and she had goose bumps all over her body even after being in the hot shower only a minute before. Third, I had the biggest hardon I'd ever been sporting in my entire life.

"Um, Bran?" I heard from the other side of the door. There was a second's pause. "I...didn't know you'd be...home," she stammered out.

"Yeah," I said, talking to the white three-paneled bathroom door. "I, uh, wanted to surprise you."

There was a nervous laugh coming through the door. 'What if she's not alone, dude. Maybe that's why...' I thought. My heart sank and so did my dick.

"Mom, you don't have, um, company, do you?" I asked. The door peeked open a little and I saw my mother, with a short, black satin robe on now look out into the hallway. I saw one of her normally soft brown eyes peeking fiercely through the blush on her cheeks. 

"Brandon James, you know I haven't slept with anyone since Eric. I don't even think I could if I wanted to," she said and threw the door open. She took a couple steps out into the hall and saw me still staring at her, trying to undress her with my eyes. She stopped, still blushing bright red. Her hands went to her hips and she cocked them to the side, the robe riding up an inch or two on her tightly toned thighs. Another 4 inches or so and I could have seen that perfect pussy again. I didn't even think it was possible, but she turned another shade of deep crimson and it extended to her burning ears and disappeared under the white towel her hair was still wrapped in.

"Like what you see?" she mumbled demurely. Before I had a chance to react, she shot past me and into her bedroom. Her running did cause the hem of her robe to kick up a little and I had a nice shot of her ass as she slid through her door into her room.

There was silence for a second and then I realized that my hand was playing with my hard dick through my jeans. 'What the fuck was that?' I thought. I shrugged, trying to pass if off and went into my room, straight across from mom's.

A million thoughts were going through my head as I let myself drop onto my bed. What the hell was that, why was I getting so turned on over my mother, and what the fuck was she doing right before she went into her room. I found my hand idly stoking my cock again as I tried to answer those questions. After a couple minutes of me floundering in my thoughts and wrestling with the image of mom's thighs spread wide open with her knees tucked behind her elbows. Her right hand was playing with her pussy, running its entire sweet, glistening length, dipping slowly into her hole and then softly stroking her clit. Her other hand was softly caressing her breasts, moving from one to the other, pinching and pulling her stiff nipples with her whole hand. She opened those dark brown eyes to half-lidded slits and licked her lips, moaning the words "Brandon, cum," 

I just about shot a load in my pants before I heard mom knocking on the door.

"Brandon, come on out of there," she said clearing her throat. I sat bolt upright and looked for something to cover my crotch because there was no way in hell my monster was going down any time soon. I decided to just bite the bullet and answer; it's not like I was naked or anything, I was just stiff as a board and there was an 8 inch ridge in my pants.

"Yeah," my voice squeaked. The door opened and there was mom, in a tank top and a pair of ratty, baggy pants. She poked her head around the door and looked at me.

"I was going to go to the store for some stuff," she started. Her eyes shifted down my torso and locked onto my cock resting along the top curve of my thigh. The very tip of mom's pink tongue slipped out between her un-glossed lips and her head lowered for a second, her eyes focusing on my stiff rod. "Did, uh, did you want to come?" she said. My cock twitched and she snapped her gaze back to my eyes and she smiled, the crimson blush creeping back to her face.

"No," I lied, "I think I'll get my stuff from the car."

"Okay, I'll help. I want to talk about some things with you anyway," she said. I could see her eyes drifting down my chest and then her forcing herself to look back up and lock on my eyes. "Like why you're home early." She shut the door and I saw that magnificent ass again.

I'm convinced my mother's always been a drop-dead knock out. She's always taken good care of herself, she's got a nice rack, a contagious smile, and curvy legs that seem to stop in the upper atmosphere. Just watching her come into my room made my mouth water and those clothes...my cock started jumping in my pants just thinking about it. I wanted my mother in the worst way. I wanted to feel her nails digging into my back as I plunged my rock hard cock into her tight shaved snatch. I wanted to smell her pussy creaming around my cock, mingling with the scent of the vanilla candles she always burned and the smell of our own sweat. I wanted to hear her panting out my name as she came on my dick. I wanted to taste that pink flower of hers with her legs wrapped around my head, her fingers grabbing my by the hair, pushing me deeper, and the smell and taste of her pussy all over my face. I wanted to...

'Dude,' my voice interrupted me in my head. 'She's your mom. What the fuck are you thinking about?'

"Sweetie, you coming?" she hollered and I could hear her feet on the stairs.

"Just about," I half-shouted back. I wasn't lying that time. I couldn't have made my dick go limp if I wanted to. Every thought brought me back to my mother. Sometimes she was pushing her ass at me, leaning against the kitchen table for balance as I fucked her; leaning on the kitchen table where meals had been eaten and homework had been done. Sometimes we were in the bathtub together; the same tub where she used to bathe me when I was little. Sometimes we were in a car, driving to the store; I was driving, she started playing with herself in the passenger seat and she started slowly playing with me too. She leaned over and deftly unbuttoned and unzipped my fly and brought my dick out and started flicking her tongue all around the head, her hand softly rolling my balls as she cradled them in her hand. Her hot, wet mouth slowly engulfed more of my meat and she started humming as my cock hit the back of her throat...

I shook the images from my head and tromped up the stairs. I don't know how long I was dreaming, but I had a nice view of my mom's ass as she hit the top step. I saw the muscle contract and flex even under the loose denim, the whole leg of the jeans being picked up from the inside. For the first time I noticed just how beat up those jeans were getting. There were small holes and tears in them everywhere from use and abuse. They were no longer the brilliant sky blue that they used to be; now they were a sun and wash faded light blue, with more white than anything in them.

Then I noticed the rips in them. They weren't obvious unless they were being stretched, and when she walked up the stairs, those jeans practically sucked to her hips and ass. There was a series of small cuts along the backs of the thighs, probably from sitting on her slatted bench in the studio. The seams were almost giving away in most of them, and then I saw the thin webbing of material that comprised the crotch of those jeans, stretching as her left leg pushed her weight up and her right leg rose up behind her. I could see the creamy soft flesh of the junction of her thighs, I could see the contrast of the bluer hem of her jeans riding tight against the white faded fabric and her beautiful skin.

I could see that she wasn't wearing panties. The right side of the hem was significantly more worn than the left and the fabric was literally nothing but threads for about an inch. I could see half of her pink, and what looked like glistening, pussy cut in half by that hem and her lips spread wide open, displaying under that fine webbing of fraying white thread. I stopped, my mouth hung open slightly. I couldn't believe it. My dick throbbed in my pants now; it was well beyond twitching. Twitching was when I saw her just out of the shower. This was a full on shot of her open cunt and my cock was throbbing in time with the heartbeats thundering in my ears. I felt myself break out in a fine sweat and I just froze.

"Honey?" she asked after hearing my steps on the stairs stop quickly. I shook myself out of my daze and kept walking up the stairs.

'Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?' I heard the voice in my head say. I got to the top of the stairs and headed outside for the driveway. The front door opened and shut and Mom was outside.

"Wait just a damn second," I mumbled to myself. "Fuck what the fuck is wrong with me, what the fuck is wrong with her? She wanted me to see that. She wanted me to see her." That thought echoed in my head all the way out the door. My dick could have chiseled steel when I hit the front door, thinking about my mom, her ankles on my shoulders, and me pounding her pussy with reckless abandon, the couch squeaking, her squealing and moaning, and our bodies slapping together in a growing puddle of cum.

I opened the door, and mom was on the porch steps, leaning against column that supported the awning. Her arms were crossed under her tits, lifting them to my view, erect nipples and all. For the first time in my life I saw just how thin my mother actually was and I noticed how good she looked in a tight-fitting tank top. Even being as young as she was, she looked better at 32 than most of the college girls did at 21. My eyes were glued to her chest for an instant, studying those round fleshy globes. I used to breast feed from them, and I wanted nothing more right now than to clamp my mouth around one of those nipples, bite it gently, suck it, and have nothing else in the world except me, that tit, and her.

She uncrossed her arms and fished the keys out of her pocket. She tossed them to me, and concentrating on catching them made me break my gaze from my mother's body. She giggled and pushed off the post, arching her back and flexing that magnificent ass again. I watched her turn and bounce down the 5 steps leading to the house, her ass swaying from side to side as she walked around the hood of the car and got in the passenger side. I walked as I watched her, my cock still hard. I was looking forward to concentrating on driving.

'Driving your 8 inches of meat into her quivering pussy,' I heard my inner voice say. 'You want it, you want it and she knows it and she's teasing you with it. She's your mother and you want to fuck her into orgasmic oblivion, you sick bastard. And the funny thing is, the sick bitch wants you to do it to her. She wants to get what she hasn't had in how long now, just a shade under 14 years. Look at her, she's in her prime, and so are you.'

"Shut up," I said softly as I opened the door and sat in.

"What was that?" Mom asked as I sat down and closed the door.

"Nothing, just clearing my throat," I said. 'Yeah, you'll give her something to clear her throat,' that little voice said again. I fastened my seatbelt and checked out of habit to see if Mom had hers on as well. She did, but she also had her right leg up on the seat and her left leg spread out a little, spreading that broken hem out further and putting most of her pink core on display. My eyes must have lingered a little too long and Mom followed where they were locked on to and blushed a little.

"Oops, sorry. You know me and these old jeans," she said and re-positioned her legs more appropriately. I had a feeling that the thick hem still left in the seat of those jeans sucked right up against her clit and that she probably had a hell of a camel toe going for her. I swallowed the mouthful of saliva that had gushed into my mouth and backed the car out of the drive. I caught her sneaking a peek at my still rock-hard dick and smiling, her eyes lingering a little too long, her smile a little too big. She tried to turn away fast enough that she thought I had missed the look, and I let her think that for the time being.

The trip to the store went pretty well normal. Mom asked me about finals and I told her they were hard but I thought I had done all right. I asked her about her paintings and she said she hadn't sold one in a while, and that she was waiting for some inspiration to come. My mind twitched and wondered if she meant a picturesque sunrise or me. 

The rest of the day went pretty much like that. Just normal Mom and son stuff. She was putting her body on display quite a bit, and she made sure I had ample opportunity to take everything in from her slightly curly auburn hair to the shape of her calves as she moved in her jeans. At home, there wasn't much else going on either. Nothing like this morning, anyway. I caught a couple of quick looks at her pussy here and there and I was hard off and on for most of the afternoon. That evening she went in to her room to paint and I went into my room to jerk off. I had a case of blue balls that would make Paul Bunyan's ox jealous. 

While jerking off, which took me all of 1 minute before I shot my spunk all over my bed, I came to a revelation; two can play her game, and if she wants to play it, so will I. After I came down from thinking about my mother's tight cunt riding in those almost non-existent jeans all day, I needed to shower between being outside in the warm May weather, the good jerk I had just had, and the sweating I had been doing all day while thinking about running my tongue slowly through my mother's jeans and eating her out in a quiet corner of the mall. Yeah, a shower would be good.

I opened my door and just walked naked to the bathroom, with my half-hard cock leading the way. It was only a couple of feet, but it was at the end of the hall and I had to walk past Mom's studio; there was no door on the studio, just a big open space. I walked on through and I'm sure she saw me, but didn't say anything. I heard her paint brush clatter to the floor but beyond that, there was no sound. I jerked off slowly in the shower and couldn't get my mother out of my head. 

I was wondering what she would be doing when I got out of the shower. I kept wondering if she was getting herself off while I was in the shower; using the handle of a paintbrush to fuck herself while her fingers worked furiously over her clit. I could see lying down on the bench, her legs perpendicular to her body, the paint brush splattering white acrylic over her abdomen as it slid in and out of her hot, aching pussy. Her back arched, her legs were taut, and her feet were pushing off of just her tip toes as she plunged that paint brush in and out of her sloppy pussy while soft moans of pleasure escaped her lips. 

My hand on my own tool was flying. With a few squirts of shampoo for lube my dick was a slick, sudsy, glistening rod of fleshy steel. I could almost smell that pussy when I shot another load in the shower. My whole body was tingling from the orgasm and my knees about gave out on me while I was cumming. I had never cum that hard; and it was all while thinking about mom. I rinsed myself off, realizing that the water had gone cold. I toweled off and wrapped it around my waist to go to my room. I had indulged my fantasies enough for the evening and I was looking forward to sleeping in my old bed again. 




Happy Mother's Day



I opened the door, and there she was, coming down the stairs in that black satin robe. The front split riding on her thighs was enticing enough, but she was drinking a coke as she came down the stairs, lifting her robe even higher and stretching out her tits a little more. I noticed right away that her nipples were hard as diamonds and that between her being risen on the stairs and that stretch from drinking, if she had had any pubes, they would have been in plain sight. My dick was starting to get hard and I could feel it moving on the towel. 

"Oh hi, sweetie," she said after swallowing the last of the soda. Her eyes drifted down my fairly well muscled torso and to the rising tent that was the towel around my waist. She smiled a little bit. "Well, lifting those weights did make you bigger," she purred. I started walking toward my door and she towards hers; we met in the middle of the hallway. Mom got close enough that my towel covered boner was rubbing against her satiny night gown and her eyes shifted from my shoulders down my chest, my toned abs and finally to the towel. "Real big," she whispered, rubbing her own tight abs against my terry cloth covered head. "Sleep sweet, honey. I'll make us breakfast in the morning," she added and turned around, her tight ass swishing softly under her satin robe. She walked through her door and started disrobing, looking over her shoulder at me with a devilish gleam in her eye as she knocked the door shut. 

I walked into my room, confused, horny, and hot as hell for my mom. I didn't dream that night. I shut my eyes and what felt like two minutes later passed and there was a knocking on my door. I opened my eyes and sat up, the rays of sun coming through the basement window nearly blinding me. I looked down and my cock wasn't at full attention, but it was semi-hard and very visible under the thin blanket. 

"Yeah," I heard myself say as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and yawned. Mom poked her head around the corner, her reddish brown hair still wet and almost straight from the shower and clinging to a longer red terry-cloth robe, one that she had had for most of my life. It was thin in all the right places now that I was looking at her like that, and over the tops of her breasts it was almost threadbare. For some reason I was actually glad she was wearing a sports bra under it; I don't think I could have taken seeing my nearly naked mother nipping out and bare-chested under that old robe that early in the morning.

"Sweetie, breakfast is ready," she said, her eyes drifting down my body. They settled on my crotch and a slight smile curled her lip. "Throw some clothes on and get something to eat."

My mind went ballistic as she shut the door. The only thing I could think of was Mom laying on the table, waiting for me, propped up on one arm, a bottle of honey in the other hand and drizzling it over her wet, hot, shaved pussy for me to start munching. A small plastic saucer was between her thighs, ready to catch all the juice from that hot pink slit of hers and I some how knew that she would be the one licking it clean, not me. 

I shook my head clear and was still determined to play her game, whatever it may be. I put on a pair of sweat pants and left my chiseled torso uncovered save for the fine layer of light brown fuzz covering my lower abs and the thatch on my chest. My dick was tenting the sweatpants so much that the drawstring was pulled away from my stomach, giving her a good view of my thick root if she chose to look. I don't remember walking up the stairs so much as floating up them and then hovering into the dining room. 

Mom was still wearing that thinning red robe of hers, but her back was to me as she was working at the stove to finish breakfast. The smell of the bacon and eggs frying helped bring me back to reality a little, but it didn't distract me enough to let some of the iron out of my staff. I leaned against the back of a chair, using it for support. My legs crossed as I stood, my left foot over my right, and my tool pointed straight at Mom's ass. I couldn't help but lick my lips as she shifted her weight while finishing our food.

"Sweetie, we have to talk," she said, turning around with a plate of bacon and eggs in each hand. Her eyes were already half glazed over as they met my face, trailed down my body and to the hardon in my jogging pants. Her eyes stayed there for a minute and her pink tongue licked her lips and her teeth pinched her lower lip. Her head shot up and she smiled, her eyes were so glazed the irises looked like they were bleeding out into the whites of her eyes. "We have a lot to talk about from the looks of things."

She set the plates on the table and poured two glasses of milk and a glass of orange juice for her. Almost 2 minutes passed in eternal silence until Mom spoke.

"I really wasn't expecting you home, you know. I didn't mean for you to see me like that," she said between bites of bacon. "But when you did, I just froze. You stared at me like all women want to be stared at," she continued, pausing for only a moment to drink some juice, "it's just not that I expected it from my son."

"Hey, look," I started. She rose a hand and stopped me. I realized it sounded like I was going to apologize, and that's not what I wanted to do; not even close.

"You liked it and you know it," she said. I felt her foot worm its way up my calf and between my thighs. Her toes found my half-hard cock and started squirming on it, massaging it back to its full hardness. A smile crept on her face and it turned into a devilish grin. "You still like it. You like Mommy playing with your cock, don't you," she said and started stroking its length, still working it with her toes. 

I was speechless. I just sat back and groaned, enjoying the feeling of my mom giving me a foot job. Then, as quickly as she began, she stopped, giggled girlishly and stood up, putting her plate and glasses in the sink.

"Looks like you like it, too," I said and wolfed down the rest of my breakfast. I hadn't even realized that my heart was pounding as hard as it was and my breath was coming in ragged gasps. She turned around, her robe falling open, revealing that white sports bra she was wearing and thankfully it was still tied shut at her waist, albeit very loosely.

"Oh baby, I've been thinking about this for years," she said, giving a little happy sigh. I must have looked surprised; she started laughing again. "You just look so much like your dad. In every way. You even have his laugh," she said, almost purring. 

"So when were you going to..." I started to say.

Mom picked up my empty plate from the table and I drained my milk, giving her the empty glass as well. "I was going to at Easter," she said. "I was going to screw you six ways from Sunday, and in ways you can't even imagine; well, probably can't, anyway. But..." she said.

"You couldn't find time; too much family around," I finished for her. She smiled and nodded, blushing a little. I was starting to sweat just thinking about what ever it was that Mom wanted to do with me. I know what was going through my mind, and it was my cock, her cunt, and everywhere and every position I had ever seen; even outside on the hood of the car in broad daylight. We would take a break from washing it and decide to buff the paint, mom wearing some Daisy Duke cut-offs and a white shirt tied in a knot beneath her pendulous tits, the white fabric having gone transparent from getting all wet and soapy. Her tanning midriff was speckled with soap suds as well, and her short were soaked, both from her rubbing herself on the car and from being sloppy with the hose. She pulled her shorts off, flinging them into the yard, and sat on the hood, spreading her legs. The hose was on and running its cool water over her breasts and across her spread pussy lips, the cool water making her shiver and twitch in desire.

"Hey, you listening to me?" Mom laughed.

"Huh, no, I...uh..." I stammered.

"Were day dreaming about sticking your rock hard cock in your Mother's pussy," she said, still laughing a little. "Little Oedipal complex rising?" she said, turning her head to look at my lap. "Or a big one, from the looks of it."

I felt myself blush. "So I understand why you want to fuck me. I look like dad, and he died when he was about my age. Must be really tempting for you," I said. Mom blushed and stepped forward to the chair, putting one foot up on it, her robe splitting open and the loosely tied sash became undone. Her bald pussy was on display and she teased one finger down her side, across her pelvic arch and down into the cleft concealing her lips. That one finger sank into her snatch as far as she could push it, and I could see the muscles in her forearm flex as she fingered herself. A low throaty moan escaped her lips and her head rolled back as her eyes closed.

"Oh baby, you have no idea at all. I haven't been with anyone since your Dad; not one man, not one woman. I was waiting for the perfect man to come along," she said, still fingering herself, but slowly. "I don't know if you're him, but you sure look the part," she added and stuck a second finger in herself. She started stroking them in and out of her steaming cunt and they made juicy squishes as they plumbed her cum out of her. Her flower opened, showing her pink lips and her stiff little clit poking out already from its little hood. She stopped and trailed her fingers back up her stomach to her bra, and she lifted them to her mouth and slowly licked all of her juice from them.

"So my question is, sweetie, why do you want this pussy? Do you want these tits? This body?" she said and shouldered her robe to the floor. "Why do you want to fuck your own mother, Brandon James?" 

My cock was aching. I almost blew my load in my shorts and the gray-tented fabric had a growing dark spot where the head of my dick was pushing against it and oozing pre-cum. My mouth was open and my throat had gone dry.

"Because my mother is the sexiest woman I have ever seen," I heard myself say. The voice in my head and the voice in my ears were the same this time. "You have the body of a 20 year old, Mom. You take care of yourself, and I've never loved a girl the same way as you," I said. Mom peeled her sports bra off and she was naked before me. She sat on the table where my breakfast was only moments before, her left leg on my lap and her right leg dangling down to the floor. Her pussy was open and I could smell her clean, but still heady wetness. My mouth went from dry to full-salivation in an instant.

"You want to fuck your mother?" she said demurely, reaching forward and peeling the sweatpants off my throbbing cock. It slapped up into my belly after being freed and then settled with a bob at its normal angle. I could only manage a nod. Mom rubbed her thumb around the tip of my head, smearing the oozing cum from my piss slit around and driving me to the point of orgasm with only one finger. I let out a low throaty moan. "You want to cum in your mother," she purred. I nodded again. Then it was over. I couldn't feel her touching me any more and I snapped back to attention and Mom had already hopped off the table.

"But....what? Why?" I stammered, my dick twitching uncontrollably.

"Sorry baby, but I have to run some errands," she giggled. She bent over and picked up the robe, spreading her legs a few inches apart, giving me a look at that scrumptious pussy of hers. The robe went back on her shoulders and she flipped her hair out of it with her hands. "We have plenty of time for playing later, Bran," she said. The sash on the robe tied shut and my cock stopped twitching but stayed as hard as ever. "Mow the yard while I'm gone, I'll be back for supper," she said and kissed my forehead. I managed to break my shock long enough to watch her skip out of the dining room. The lustiest, sexiest, prettiest vixen I have ever seen in the flesh just skipped out of the room; I couldn't help but laugh.

Mom put some clothes on and I took a shower. She was gone when I was out, and I looked at the clock. It was 10am. This was going to be the longest 8 hours of my life.

Most of the time passed in a daze. I put a pair of jeans on to mow in, leaving my torso bare to pick up some sun. I managed to stay with it just enough to not put my foot under the deck of the old push mower, but just barely. I had a hardon until noon. It was only after my sweet mother had been gone for two hours that I could make my dick go down. Those two hours felt like 2 years, and the afternoon dragged out for the rest of the century. I couldn't keep my mind off her, and my cock surged back to life more than once in that time. After the yard was mowed, I went inside and took another shower to get the grass clippings off me. I straightened the already clean house up, I washed the dishes from breakfast, I changed the oil in my car, I washed my car, I cleaned my car, I took a walk, and I even checked my e-mail. I looked at the clock and half expected it to say that it was 2 in the afternoon, but I was over-joyed to see that it was almost 6. Mom would be home soon. I could feel my dick stirring in my pants and I knew that I would never be so happy to see my mother in all my life.

I no more than turned on the TV than she walked in the door. 

"Baby, I'm home!" she half-sang. I turned to look at her and saw a vision walking through the house toward me. Mom was wearing a short velvet dress and she looked absolutely stunning encased in the tight crimson velvet. Her hair was curlier than normal and was bouncing with every step. Her tits were also jiggling alluringly. Shopping bags hit the ground in the dining room and she stepped to the couch and jumped over the back, landing next to me with her legs crossed and that dress already creeping up her thighs. I looked at her from the tip of her sneaker-clad toes, following up the creamy curves of her legs to the swell of her hips, the smallness of her waist, the volume of her bosom and the tapering of her hair-draped neck to her perfect face.

"Hi," I breathed out, my mother literally taking my breath away from me. I put a hand on her naked thigh and we both shuddered in ecstasy. It felt as if electricity had been turned on between us, both tickling and arousing at the same time. My mother's half-lidded eyes and her lightly bitten lower lip showed that she was enjoying it as much as I was. My hand slid higher and hers met mine, holding it from sliding around to the hem of her dress. I flexed my fingers and massaged her leg and she smiled.

"Okay, here's the rules," she purred.

"Rules? What the fuck?" 

"Yes, baby, rules. We can't live without rules, and we can't just fuck each other silly all the time; not that that wouldn't be just absolutely great," she half-moaned. I felt her thighs quiver and I smelled her sex juicing up.

"Fine, what are the rules then?" I asked, not sounding half as dejected as I was. I leaned in to kiss her on the lips but she turned her head. Not discouraged I started nuzzling her neck instead, licking, biting and breathing my hot breath on her skin from her collar bone to the top of her ear.

"Ohhhh, baby," she moaned throatily. "I can't concentrate when you do that," she moaned out again. She pushed me off her and scooted a little farther away, uncrossing her legs. She cleared her throat and took a deep breath. Her heart was thumping in her chest like a drum, her tits jiggling with each beat. I licked my lips and waited, my hands folding in my lap. I felt my own heart beat in my cock which was throbbing again in my pants. It had been so hard for so long today that I didn't even notice that it had gotten that way again.

"Rules, honey, we have to have rules," she said after taking another second to compose herself. "First off, no fucking unless I say so. No love making, no sex, no humping, no whatever unless I initiate it. Everything else is fair game as long as we can get our clothes back on quickly incase someone comes to the door. All right so far?" Mom said, rubbing her nipples through her dress. I nodded, watching her play with herself.

"No touching in public. Too many people around here still recognize you as my son and then they'll get us in trouble," she continued. I nodded, it only made sense.

"But what if we're not around here?" I asked. "I look so much like Dad," I said. She interrupted me with a throaty, lusty moan. "Okay, I look exactly like Dad, so if we get out of here and say go on a vacation..."

"Then all rules are off, save those stopping us from getting us arrested. The cops will know through back ground checks or whatever, and that's even worse than being caught by a neighbor." I nodded again. "So that leaves us with one question. What are you going to do when I say 'no'?"

"I'll stop. I'll listen to you."

"Why?" she asked, flipping her red-brown curls over her shoulder.

"Because you're my mother, because I love you, and because the sexiest woman in the world asked me to."

"Good answer," she said and leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't the motherly peck on the cheek or forehead or lips that I'd come to know so well. This was a full-on kiss. I could feel her lips on mine, firing up my senses like a bolt of lightening. My dick twitched in my pants and she straddled me slowly, her dress sliding up her hips to reveal some very tiny black lace panties. Dental floss and a doily scrap would have been a better description than underwear. I moved my hands against her crotch and felt her wetness seeping through the thin mesh and woven design and parted her inner folds with my fingers. She moaned into my mouth, opening hers wider for the kiss. I felt her tongue tease along my lips as I moved my forward and the tip of my tongue against the tip of hers. She moaned louder and I started working my fingers under the lace of the thong. She pushed her tits against my chest and I could feel the soft velvet of the dress teasing me, the soft firmness of her tits and the rock hard nipples under it as she wiggled against me. 

My fingers found her bare wet pussy after moving her panties, one index finger stroking along her length and dipping just the tip into her hot gushing hole and the other stroking the tip of her clit. She moaned deeply and I felt her entire pussy twitch. She broke the kiss, and I could see a thick string of saliva connecting our lips for an instant before it split. My fingers kept working her pussy and I'm sure she was close to orgasm already.

"No," she moaned. I gave her a final stroke and she shook her head as I pulled my fingers away from her crotch. "Good boy," she moaned, her head falling back, her hands stroking my shoulders and biceps, holding on for balance. She was catching her breath in pants and she slowly rolled her head forward, her lust-glazed eyes staring into mine. "Good boy," she said again, catching her composure. I wasn't sure if she meant the kiss or me stopping. She rose up off the couch and stepped back, smoothing her dress back down. I was still breathing hard from the kiss and looked confused.

"What do you want for supper?" she asked. "Besides this, I mean," she said and pulled her dress up over her hips. She pushed her black thong aside and slowly stroked her unfolded pussy lips. I shook my head slowly, trying to register both what happened and what she said.

"Um, whatever you want, I guess," I said. She laughed and pulled her fingers away from her pussy, set her panties back in place, and smoothed her dress back down. She wandered into the kitchen and I laid my head back so I could watch her sexy ass wiggle its way out of the room. I heard the familiar rattle of pots, pans, and the opening and closing of the refrigerator. I was at a complete loss. My fingers were still wet with her sauce so I did what every red-blooded boy would do; I sucked her wetness from them. The taste was exquisite. I had only eaten two girls out before I had tasted mom, and I have to say that hers was the best. It had the familiar tang to it, but it wasn't over powering and it was really sweet tasting as well. I could have drank glasses of that pussy juice and lived on it.




Happy Mother's Day



After a deep sigh I turned the TV to some movie channel. It was some kind of a sci-fi flick that looked like it was released straight to video or was made for TV or something: real low budget, bad acting. If it had been on later, the lead actress would have gotten topless. Not that I needed more tits to ogle or anything. The TV numbed my mind until Mom called me to dinner.

Meatloaf, my favorite, was what Mom cooked. Nothing was said during the meal. Mom kept smiling at me and blushing, and I kept looking at her and looking away. 

"Maybe we shouldn't..." I started after wiping my mouth and dropping my napkin on my empty plate. 

"Shhhh," she said and then wiped her mouth. "Baby, listen to me. We both want this. It might be wrong, but nothing wrong can feel that good, can it?" she asked. Mom stood up and walked over to me. I turned out to meet her. Mom's hands started rubbing my knees and she knelt beside me. "Nothing wrong can look like this, can it?" she asked demurely, looking up into my eyes with a pout on her lips. Her hands stroked and tickled up the jeans I was wearing and they found my fly. It was down in a heartbeat and Mom slid forward. My erect cock swung out of my jeans under careful guide of her hand. "Nothing wrong can make you want to..." she said, interrupting herself by licking my cock from the base of my shaft to the tip its head. She was practically purring as the tip of her tongue started working around the soft mushroom head of my dick. She was careful not to touch her lips to it yet. She started kissing it softly, sucking lightly on it with each gentle caress. My whole body started to shudder and she started slowly stroking my extremely erect cock. "Bran, answer me sweetie. Is this a bad thing?"

"Nooo," I moaned loudly. Her lips sucked my head in her wet mouth, and the pressure was exquisite. I almost blew my load in her mouth right then. She started squeezing my cock harder, rubbing it with her thumb as her head bobbed on my cock head, sucking and licking it for all she was worth. Every once in a while it felt like she took her head off and worked it over with just her tongue, but her lips soon came down around it again, her teeth lightly dragging over the sensitive skin. "Oh," I moaned softly. "I'm gonna cum," I panted out quietly. "Gonna..."

Mom stopped working my dick and just squeezed tightly at its base. She started fondling my balls and rolled them around between her fingers, looking up at me seductively. 

"Not yet you're not," she crooned out and slowly stroked my cock. She started giving the head soft kisses and moved down the shaft to lick and nuzzle my swelling balls. "You're going to save that load for later, honey. Then you're going to give it all to your Momma and she's going to savor every drop," she said, and then went back to licking and sucking on my balls. I moaned deeply and felt the urge to cum boil to almost breaking point. She felt my cock pulse strongly and stopped all together.

"Good boy," she said. "Go to your room," she winked at me over her shoulder and walked to the stairs. I zipped my fly up, trying to be careful to not zip my meat up. As it was, the head and an inch of shaft were still sticking out of the top of my pants. I took a step forward and just about fell over. I suddenly realized that I hadn't been breathing for a while and my vision went down to a fine dot as light-headedness took over. After a few more seconds I came back and trucked down stairs. Mom's panties were hanging on my doorknob, and the knob was smeared with her cum. I opened the door and licked her juice from my hand.

Mom on my bed, crouched down on all fours, her hair cascading down her back and draped over her shoulders. Her tight ass was up, but tilted to one side. Her left knee was straight under her hips and her right leg was straight out behind her. Her fingers grasped the footboard tightly and her piercing eyes stared into mine. I felt my cock throb thickly in my pants. Just looking at her made me want to cum again.

"Get your dick out and let Mommy give you a kiss," she growled lustily. My pants hit the floor in mid-step and I was out of them after two more steps. My third step brought me to the foot of the bed.

Mom started nuzzling my dick, rubbing her face on it, sucking it lightly, licking my balls, swallowing the head, licking the shaft, and doing everything she could to tease me into cumming.

"It's okay," she said between kisses on my head. "You can cum," she said again and started sucking on my head even harder. Her lips left it for a split second. "I want you to, baby. Come for me," she pleaded and started sucking harder. Her hands went to my balls and shaft, stroking and kneading them. She started moaning around my cock and sucked it further down her throat. I looked down and moaned heavily. She had all but three inches of it in her throat and her moans turned to growls. I could feel the urge to cum rising, I could feel it like electricity, boiling up from my toes and hitting my spine like an explosion. I was so close and then I felt nothing on my cock but the air and the saliva cooling it.

"Doesn't my baby want to shoot his jizz down Mommy's throat?" she said and sat straight up on her knees, her legs spread wide. I took in the vibrant body of my mother, one hand still holding my throbbing balls, the other started playing with her own very wet slit. I could see her juice starting to weep down her legs as the lone sound in the room was her wet pussy slurching around her fingers. Her nipples were harder now than I had ever seen them before, her breath was coming in quick gasps, matching time with her fingers in her sex. Her heart was pounding in her chest and a light sheen of sweat was on her entire body. Her lips were pouting and her eyes were pleading. "Don't you want to cum in my mouth? Don't you want to see your spunk coating my lips and tongue and teeth?" she pleaded. Then her pouting look turned to the look of a true predator. "Or maybe," she said leaning her body back, spreading her legs while she still played with her wet pussy. "Maybe you want to cum all over Mommy's cunt," she said and started jacking me off. I moaned loud and shuddered, my cock pulsing thickly in her hand. "Oooh, you do, don't you. You want to paint my pink bald pussy with your sticky cum?"

All I could do was nod as I about passed out and started to shoot. Her pussy was less than a foot from the tip of my cock and Mom started jacking me off harder as I came, directing my spunk all over her crotch. When I stopped twitching and shivering from the incredible orgasm I was having, I opened my eyes and let the blur fade from them. What I saw made my dick pulse back to life.

Mom had laid back, her knees spread apart high in the air and her crotch was completely bathed in cum. My cum. I don't know how much I shot, I damn near passed out, but I do know that what I saw was incredible. Her entire snatch was coated, as well as her shaved mound. A few thick ropes of cum strung across her thighs and there was one that shot clear up to her left nipple. Mom's hand was still stroking my dick, causing micro orgasms to shiver through my body.

"Mmmmm," she moaned loudly and started smearing my sperm around her pussy. "Now that was a good boy. You gave Mommy exactly what she wanted," she purred. I laid down beside her my heart thundering in my ears and my breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Oh, my God," I said between pants. "I've never, never cum like that." Mom smiled and turned over to face me, stretching out cat-like beside me.

"Me either, baby. I came just having you shoot on me, and during the blow job," she sighed. "Damn, Bran, I can't wait until we play with each other some more," she said and put her head on my chest, pushing her tits into my side. Her left hand started playing with my extremely satiated cock and her sloppy pussy rubbed our cum on my thigh. She closed her eyes and her breathing leveled out and she fell asleep, her hand still stroking my meat. I felt my cock twitch in her hand as I passed out as well.

Saturday came to me with the beeping of my alarm clock. I was alone in my bed and I had serious doubts as to whether or not last night happened. The room smelled of sex, but the bed was clean and I was by myself. I didn't even remember setting the alarm, but I must have. I reached up and shut the alarm off, sat up, and looked around my room. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and saw a note sitting on the nightstand next to my alarm clock. 

"Sweetie, last night was amazing. I didn't wake you this morning because you looked so peaceful sleeping there. I washed your blanket in the night because we made a bit of a mess of it. I guess tonight we'll have to try my bed instead. I have a meeting today and I won't be out of the city until probably 10 tonight. With lust and love, your Mother."

My dick jumped to full attention. I did get a blowjob from my mother, I didn't dream it all, and she was positively the sexiest creature I've ever known in my life.

I spent most of the day just lounging around and drinking. Mom wasn't going to be back for a while and I could use a beer or 12 to try to get my head straightened out. At 6 pm I quit drinking, and I never got drunk, but I did have a good buzz going. I watched some TV and waited. About 10pm the phone rang and I let Mom's machine answer it. It was her. 

The message was quick, "Sorry honey, but I won't be back until later. Don't wait up for me and remember what I told you this morning. Love you."

Being a little tired from doing nothing all day and the beers, and not to mention the hellish schedule of finals week, I went down stairs not long after that. I opened her door and walked over to the king-sized bed. The satin and flannel quilt was pulled back to reveal satin sheets and another note.

"Hi baby! Don't even think about jerking off. When I get home I'm going to suck on your cock until you're begging me to let you cum. This time I'm going to let you shoot down my throat and all over my face. I want to feel your sweet jizz dripping off my chin and down onto my tits and I want to see if you have enough in you to leave a string from my mouth to my pussy. Play with yourself, but don't cum. You cum without me being there to eat it and I won't let you fuck me, not ever. Love Mom. P.S. You DO want to feel that monster of yours in my hot wet cunt, don't you sweetie?"

Instant throbbing, twitching hardon. My hand stroked it softly, but absently, just keeping it interested in staying stiff as an iron bar. I fell asleep, still playing with myself. 

I woke up when Mom slid into bed, trying not to wake me. I let her think that I was still asleep; I didn't snore and I didn't generally sleep deeply so that wasn't that big of a problem. She slipped in just after midnight. I stayed awake until just after she fell asleep and let her hit her deep sleep before I decided to move. 

She had snuggled up behind me, pressing her tits into my chest and resting her right hand on my hip. Her soft mewing sounds she made in her sleep grew in intensity and then drew out longer and longer. Her hand on my hip and her warm body pressed against mine were making my dick hard again, but it was the heat rolling off her pussy and her hot little rock hard nipples that really made it dance. I pulled away a little bit and she rolled on her back, her arms to her sides, her hands up by her head, palms up. A confused look crossed her face, but it soon turned to her normal slack-jawed sleeping state.

Moving very carefully, I pushed her thighs apart just enough for me to get a tongue on her snatch. I had had enough of her cum from my fingers and I wanted some from the source. Slowly, I maneuvered myself between her thighs and got close enough to run my tongue along the entire length of her slit. I licked her very softly from bottom to top and then blew my hot breath along as I moved back down, licking ever so much softer this time.

I could taste Mom's juices building up in her still mostly closed pussy. Every lick brought me a touch more of that exotic flavor, and every lick also brought more life to her pussy. It started out with its normal cleft and just a hint of her lips showing between. By lick 10 her pink lips were full and puffy, and after 15 she was moaning in her sleep. After that I stopped counting. I had licked her open to the point that I could see her clit sticking out of its little hood. I slowly wrapped my tongue around her little love pearl and sucked it into my mouth. When it was all the way in, I gave it a good hard suck and started hammering it with the tip of my tongue. I moved my hands to her ass at the same time, and held on tight. 

Mom sat bolt upright, but my mouth never lost contact with her pussy.

"Oh my GOD!" she screamed and a jet of cum shot into my mouth. Her breathing was erratic and it sounded like she was trying to take a pregnancy breathing class. Mom's hands laced into my hair and pulled me tighter against her pussy. "Fuck yes, Baby! Suck that clit! Eat Mommy's pussy! Drink, you little bastard, drink all Mommy can give!" she screamed out and then her voice became a twisted mask of half-moans, half screams as her cunt started to pulse in my mouth and on my tongue and over anything else of mine I could get in her. My hands were massaging her ass and my tongue gave her clit a working over that was driving her insane.

I felt her fingernails hit my back and she raked up to my shoulders as she fell back ward on the bed, her hips bucking hard. "Oh shit yes!" she screamed and another gush of her hot girl cum hit my mouth. My face was soaked, but I kept going, circling her clit with my tongue, sucking on it with my lips and batting it with my tongue, teasing it, flicking it, and doing whatever I could to keep her orgasming like a freight train. I lost count after 12 straight quick bursts of cum, and I know she was cumming for some time after that. She passed out after a while, her pussy still oozing juice, but it had long since stopped shooting from her hot pink folds.

Mom's heart was pounding in her chest and her breath was coming in fast, ragged gasps. When my tongue would make contact with her sweet, tasty sex, her back would arch high off the bed and her mouth opened in a silent scream as her head rocked back. After teasing her like that for a minute or two more, I decided to let her come down for a little bit and I laid down beside her. Her trembling, post-orgasmic body clung to mine, her legs wrapping around my thigh, her chest pressed against mine, and her head rested on my shoulder. Every time she twitched, she bit me playfully and gave a little scream. The screams turned into long drawn out moans and the moans to heavy panting. They tapered off all together and her breathing calmed down. When she could move without her body twitching in micro-orgasm, she looked into my eyes with hers.

Her face was a mask of lust. Sweat had plastered some of her auburn locks to her face, and she was still breathing hard and deep through her mouth. Her eyes were cloudy with lust and I could tell she wasn't done with me yet. That thought no sooner crossed my mind than I felt her hand grasp my tool and start stroking. I smiled.

"Happy Mother's Day," I said, giving a quick look to her alarm clock and then a longing gaze back into those burning pits of lust that had replaced her dark brown eyes. She laughed a little and threw the covers back on her bed, leaving us resting on her satin sheets. Still holding on to my dick, she threw a leg over me and started rubbing her entire pussy with just my cock head, moving slowly at first but then jacking me off fast, the head of my dick moving from one end of her pussy to the other in a blur. She moved my head back to her hole but kept shaking my cock, the vibrations making her abs twitch as she tried to maintain her balance.

"Yes," she hissed quietly. "Happy Mother's Day to me." And with that, she slowly sank onto my cock. 

I didn't know what I was expecting, but I got everything I'd ever dreamed of and more. Mom felt as tight as a prom-queen; having not been fucked for 14 years by anything but her fingers. Her hot velvet vice was so tight I didn't think I would make it, but Mom was so wet that I slowly slid in to the hilt. After she fed a couple inches of my meat into her lusting pussy, she started fingering her clit, making her wetter as she sank. We both started moaning as she enveloped me. She hit bottom and I could feel her pussy stretching around my cock, both from the length and the thickness. When her bald pussy nestled against my nest of light brown pubes, she let out a long low moan and started rocking her hips back and forth on mine, rubbing her clit against me and stroking my dick a couple of inches at a time with her wanton pussy.

I had never felt anything quite like her. Her muscles worked my shaft rhythmically, starting at my head buried in her womb and then moving steadily down my shaft. Each stroke she gave my cock a squeeze like that, and it was like there was a hand in her pussy slowly jerking me off while she was riding me.

After doing that to me for what felt like hours she leaned forward and put her hands on my chest. She leaned on my for support and rose her hips from mine, coming up off me just enough to let only the very tip of my dick stay in her, the mushroom headed flair popping out of her hot juicy box.

"Ooooh, you make Mommy feel so good," she cooed and then sank back down slowly, moaning deeply as she hit bottom. "So good," she whispered and slowly rose back up. Her pussy was the only thing making noise in the room with its wet squishing noises, heard over our ragged breathing as my mother slowly rose up and down on my cock.

She started moving faster and she was very slowly building up speed, enjoying the feeling of my dick leaving her pussy but still staying at her entrance. The few times I started pushing back she shook her head and sank all the way back down, doing a little belly dance as she spoke.

"No, sweetie, you let Mommy enjoy her Mother's Day present," was all she'd say and then go back to the same speed she was going before she stopped and then slowly increasing.

By the time she was slamming herself down into me, I came. I didn't even know it was coming. I had been on the highest ride of my life and I didn't even feel the orgasm build. It just hit me like a train and I gushed up into my Mother's pussy. She moaned loudly as my cum sprayed her inner walls and coated every inch of her hot wet pussy with my own layer of juice. She kept riding me, our cum leaking out of her pussy, making her pussy that much wetter and the sound of our passion that much sloppier.

I was tired enough I couldn't keep my dick hard, but it wasn't for lack of trying on either of our parts. She went to town squeezing my dick with her pussy, this time she was squeezing from the base up to the head, milking all the jizz out of my member that she could. When it was apparent I was going limp, she simply laid down on top of me and tried to keep me inside her hot went cunt. We fell asleep like that.

We woke up like that, too. Mom's pussy was still around my dick, and she was still a little wet after a few hours of sleep, but nothing like what it was. I gently rolled her over and started fingering her pussy until she woke up, never taking my cock from her pussy. She responded immediately, her pussy renewed with a fresh batch of moisture. She stretched out and rapidly clenched her pussy around my cock as her eyes opened and she moaned lustily.

"Oh honey, we have to wake up like this more often," she moaned. I slowly pulled my rock hard cock out of her pussy and slowly pushed it right back in. She moaned louder a huge satisfied smile lit her face up.

"If that's what you want," I said and bent down and gave her a long, wet kiss, my dick still slowly exploring her depths and my chest rubbing on her nipples with each stroke.




Happy Mother's Day



That's exactly what we did, all summer long. I never did move in with my friends, and they gave me a lot of shit for it, but I didn't care. I had the sexiest woman on Earth that was there to suck my dick, give me her pussy, and she brought me to places I didn't know I could go either mentally or physically while having sex. A slow long screw in the morning, something special at night; that's how life was from Mother's Day until August when I moved back to college. It doesn't get any better than that...



Happy Mother's Day



I was having this amazing dream. I was laying on a cloud and the wind was blowing over me in the most delicious way. Over and over, the wind tickled between my legs, sending shivers all over my body. I tried to capture the wind but it was so elusive. Just when I thought the wind was going to tease me until I couldn't take it, the wind started to wetly caress my inner lips.

As I slowly awakened, I realized that it was a dream, but I was really feeling wonderful wet kisses at my center. My eyes still closed, I moaned a little in appreciation. I thought about opening my eyes so I could watch you, but the warmth of sleep hadn't quite let me go yet. As you settled deeper into my pulsing vulva, you slid both of my thighs over your shoulders. My eyes closed tighter as you started to gently suck on my clit, drawing it completely out of its hood. More and more you sucked, applying more pressure. Before I knew what was happening, you had taken me completely over the edge. My body jackknifed as I screamed out your name. I was screaming it over and over until it became a dry sob and you let me slowly come back to earth. 

As you slid up my body, glistening from the strength of my orgasm, you planted little kisses in spots that you knew I love for you to kiss. My pelvic bone, the underside of my breast, the nape of my neck. When you kissed me, I sucked my essence off of your lips and tongue. I know you love it when I share with you.

"G'morning, baby," you whispered into my mouth.

"G'morning, baby" I whispered back into your mouth, giggling.

"Happy Mother's Day." You started to nibble on the side of my neck and my earlobe. Your breathe tickled the inside of my ear, giving me goose bumps. "Today I am going to make you feel appreciated." You start to caress the back of my neck and give sexy little bites to my neck. "You are going to have to lay back and let me take care of you for once." I pulled your head down closer, letting you know that I wanted it a little bit rougher. 

When I started to really get excited again, I wrapped my legs around you securely. At that moment, I wanted you to complete me. But, instead of giving me what I wanted, you chuckled and gently untangled yourself from me. 

"We have plenty of time for that today," you tell me as you secured your towel wrap around your waist. "First, I am going to cook you breakfast and serve it to you in bed. Lay here while I run you a bath and you can relax while breakfast is cooking."

"OK," I agreed while trying to reach at your towel. "I think that will be sexy. But, can you give me a little dick right now?" I gave you the little girl pout. That always works.

You leaned down to kiss my pouty lips. "Baby, it ain't working. But damn good try." With one last suck of my bottom lip, you headed to the bathroom to run my water.

Before I can really give into being mad that you wouldn't put out, the bedroom door bursts open. I just had time to grab the comforter and cover up before the children accosted me. "Happy Mother's Day, Mommy!" they screamed as they jumped all over me, covering my head with kisses. I reared back in fake fear laughing. 

I could hear you turning on the water in the bathroom as I shooed them off the bed. "Give me a minute to put my robe on, and I will come out and cook breakfast for you guys." With one last kiss from each child, they headed out of the room. They left just as loudly as they came. 

I threw the cover off, ready to head to the kitchen and you pushed me back against the pillows. "Now, now, I already told you this was your day. Relax. I will get breakfast for the kids." You took my right ankle in your hand ever so gentle and raised it up to your lips to suck on it. "Baby, all you need to do right now is go enjoy your bath."

I was just about to ask you to go with me when you gave me a kiss and headed off to the kitchen. I could hear the pots rattling along with the children's voices as you started on breakfast.

All I could do was gasp as I walked into the bathroom. Red rose petals lead the way from the door up to the step on the side of the jacuzzi. There were rose petals floating on top of the water as well. All around the bathroom you had lit candles. My silk robe lay to the side of the tub, waiting on me to finish with my bath. 

A little bit teary-eyed, I melted into the water, noticing that I could feel the oils that you added. I felt so much like a princess at that moment. You came in with a smile and washed my back and my hair for me, without saying a word. I could hear Marion Meadows playing softly on the CD player in our bedroom. When you were done washing me, you kissed my forehead and headed out of the bathroom.

I didn't know how long I was going to stay in the tub when I heard the children saying "Mommy, your breakfast is going to get cold." I took my time drying off. Once I was dry and in my robe, I headed back to the bedroom. 

The children were apparently dressed for church. My son had on his best suit. My daughter had on her prettiest dress. My son presented me with the beautiful bouquet of roses that threatened to completely hide him. My daughter giggled as she gave me a box of chocolates and a sweet little bear. I thought they were going to eat breakfast with me when I heard the car horn outside.

"Grandma! Grandma!" they shouted as they raced out of the room. I could hear them opening the door to let my mom in. I could tell by the noise that they were now pelting her with love and kisses, like they did me. They dragged her into the room to say hello.

"Thank you, son," she said to you, kissing you on the cheek. "I loved the gift you guys got me this year." She smiled at me. "Happy Mother's Day! I just came in to get the kids and we are out of here."

"Happy Mother's Day, Mom." I saw in her eyes that she is really happy, so I wanted to know what you got her. I knew she can't be beaming like that from what I picked. Heck, she was the one who picked it out. I started to get up off the bed when she stops me. 

"Stay put. Kids, let's go." She gave you a wink and a kiss on the cheek. "Don't worry about these two. I will take them to school in the morning." She waved at me and she and the children were gone like a little mini whirlwind.

I looked at you, trying to figure out what you gave my mother. Usually, she is playa hata number one when it comes to you and I having alone time, but today she was all for it. I hate it when something is afoot and I don't know what it is. 

You could tell that I was about to ask a hundred and one questions, and you stopped me in my tracks. "Shhh, don't talk. I am going to feed you breakfast and we are going to spend the whole day in bed together."

The gold serving tray placed at the bottom of the bed was filled with grapes, watermelon and strawberries. I could see that you had also made pancakes and bacon and eggs. I looked at you and couldn't help but ask, "What army were you cooking for, boo?" I couldn't believe you made enough food to feed us for the day just for breakfast.

"Girl," you chuckled, "you must not be listening. We are staying in bed together all day long." You helped me get situated in the middle of the bed and then proceeded to feed me fruits from your fingers. I could tell that you tried to chop what you could smaller, because I had to keep sucking on your fingers to get the fruit. Between feeding me fruit and eggs, you had your breakfast of pancakes and bacon.

Feeling completely replete, I lay back against the pillows. "OK, now what?" I giggled like a kid in the candy store. I almost started bouncing up and down in anticipation.

From underneath your nightstand, you pulled out "Imitation of Life", "The Color Purple", and "Soul Food". All chick movies. All stuff you don't ever want to watch. You smiled and asked me which one I wanted to watch. I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"Whatever one you will stay and watch with me," I said, watching your response. I knew that you had never been willing to see any of these movies before today. 

You shrugged and closed your eyes. After you shuffled the movies up, you pulled "Imitation of Life" and put it in the DVD player. Once it started, you propped my head up on your shoulder and we settled in to watch the movie. 

I thought you would be bored, but after the first couple of minutes, you were riveted to the screen. Except to adjust in the bed to get more comfortable, there were no sounds coming from either of us, as we watched Sarah Jane break her mother's heart. I could have sworn I saw a tear or two slide down your face as Sarah Jane ran behind the funeral wagon yelling for her mother. I tried to hold off, but by the time Sarah Jane was really into the crying, I was crying right along with her. You just held me and let me get the front of your robe all wet with my tears. 

When the movie was over, you kissed me and held me close. It was so nice to have that moment with you. Once you saw I was done with the crying, you closed your eyes and picked another movie. "The Color Purple" came to life on our TV as you settled back to watch once again with me.

Crying always makes me sleepy, and before Celie could say "Mr.", I had nodded off. When I woke up, you were behind me, spooning, snoring softly. I smiled and wrapped your arm around me tighter and closed my eyes again. 

I felt you poking me, searching for the right hole, before I was quite awake again. I love being awakened like this, so I became instantly wet. With a sure thrust, you were inside of me. My eyes rolled back into my head with pleasure. One hand was under my head, holding my face while you sucked on the tender flesh of my neck, the other hand was guiding my hips back against you. 

I reached up to pinch and pull my nipples as you started to increase the strength of your stroke. I could tell that excited you, because you started to whisper words of love in my ear as you went deeper and deeper inside of me. I wanted to feel more of you, so I leaned forward and put my leg over the top of your thigh. My sex was more open to you now, pulsating around you, sucking you inside of me. 

With your stroke strong and deep, you started to really talk to me. "Whose is it?" I got a shiver up my spine as I heard you demand to know.

"It is yours, baby. It is always yours." I was so very turned from telling you. I wanted you to make me tell you again.

"Whose is it? Tell me again." I could hear a completely primitive growl come out of your throat as you grabbed my hair and bit my ear as you asked me. 

"It is all yours, Daddy." With that, you started to fuck me harder and harder. I could feel your sac hitting against my butt cheeks, as if they were spanking me. We came together, sweaty, intense and strong. 

With a final groan, you fell on your back. I moved around so I could take your still sensitive head into my mouth. I wanted to taste our cum on you. I licked and sucked you until you were clean. You pulled me up and gave me a deep kiss, grabbing my butt cheeks and pulling them apart. My sex, swollen from you giving it to me so hard, tensed up in enjoyment at the feeling

We kissed until we noticed that the movie was playing the ending credits. You smiled and rolled off the bed. "Guess we need to watch this one again." When you climbed back into bed, your head was on my chest and you were absently playing with a nipple as we watched. I tried very hard not to talk with the movie, but there were a couple of times when I was quoting the movie word for word. 

I apologized as we laughed together. You told me that it wasn't a big deal. You behaved and watched most of the movie quite nicely. But, when Suge and Miss Celie had their little scene, you decided to do a scene of your own. 

You opened my legs and played with me intimately as we watched the movie. Well, I tried to watch the movie, is a better term. My eyes kept rolling up into my head when you pulled my clit slightly with the tip of your fingertips. I determinedly kept the moans to a minimum, until you decided to replace your fingers with your lips.

Holding me wide open, pushing my thighs completely open, you devoured me. From the tip of my vulva to the bud of my azz, you licked and sucked and poked at me. When you saw that I was ready to cum, you made me take two of your fingers in my back door and you started to really suck my clit, not coming up for air. 

Just as I started to ejaculate girl cum on you, you raised up and entered me fast and hard. "Please yes! Please yes!" I screamed as you gave me what I wanted. You kept sliding against my G-spot, making me feel a more intense feeling. I could feel the sheets getting wet under me from all of the cum you were making me give you. Just as I knew you were about to come, I pushed you back so that I could flip on my hands and knees and suck the cum out of your tip as you reached your peak. 

I swallowed every drop and noticed that you didn't go even a little bit soft. You pulled me off the bed and into the bathroom. You leaned over to start the water for the jacuzzi, not letting go of my arm. While the tub filled, you backed me up against the wall and held my arms over my head as you kissed me deeply.

Grinding against each other soon wasn't enough. You grabbed my thigh and pushed it up and against the wall as you entered me. Slow and sexy, you corkscrewed into me. My hips meeting yours, twirling with you. If it weren't for the bath almost running over, we could have stayed against that wall the whole night. 

We had to stop so you could turn off the water and we could get in. We spent a whole hour rubbing and stroking and enjoying each other in the tub. The only reason we got out was because we were slowing turning into prunes. 

We dried each other off and you lead me back to our room. With the bed so wet from our earlier escapades, we opted to lay on the silk comforter on the floor. We could change those sheets later. With me on my knees looking over my shoulder at you, we made slow sweet love. It was so intense with feelings that I cried as I came for you.

You gathered the comforter around us and held me as I cried. At that moment, I loved you so much that my heart was filled to overflowing. You leaned in and whispered to me. "Don't cry baby. I love you. Happy Mother's Day. We still have so much more to do."



Happy Mother's Day



I know this is a little late, but it's the thought that counts. By. L.A.Wicker

*.

He walked into the house wondering where Mom and Dad were, when he saw the soft, red glow of a cigarette burning in the living room. He slowly walked in the room and could smell the sweet scent of his mother's perfume. 

'Hey Mom, what's up?' he asked turning on a light and saw tears running down her pretty face. 'What's wrong?' he asked moving to comfort her. 

She forced a smile and returned his hug. 'It's your father. Once again he's managed to break what little heart I have left,' she said with a sniff, hugging her tall, handsome son, Jim as tightly as she could. 

'What did he do now?' Jim asked as anger rushed through his body. 

'He promised to take me out tonight, but something came up,' she laughed, having a good idea that he was out with one of the girls' from his office. 

'That mother fucker! Tomorrow is Mother's Day.' Jim snapped, wishing Mom would tell him to kick Dad's ass. Jim always wanted to, but Mom told him no.

'He doesn't give a shit about me. He'd rather go fuck one of the pretty, young girls' from the office,' she said with hurt, trying to figure out why he didn't want her. She was in great shape and didn't look a day over twenty-five. But, he didn't have any interest in her. 

'I told you he's nothing but an ass. You make any girl at his office look like shit!' Jim said looking at her with nothing but love. Mom was a fucking knockout and if she wasn't his Mom, he'd be all over her. You see, Jim had a taste for older women and didn't care who knew about it. To Jim, there was nothing better than a great looking older woman under him while he screwed the shit out of her. 

She heard him and had to smile. Her son had very good taste in women and if he said she was great looking, she knew that she was. 'Thank you baby,' she whispered, enjoying his arms around her lonely body, wishing she'd find a man like him to love and comfort her. But, he was one of a kind and her son. 

'Hey, you get upstairs and pretty yourself up. I'm taking you out!' Jim smiled, thinking of taking his hot Mom out for mother's day and how fun it would be. He'd only have one problem, she was so pretty and there would be no way that he'd be able to control his dick. He'd get hard just thinking about her and this was going to be very interesting. 

'I think I'd like that,' she whispered in his ear, wishing that incest wasn't against the law or she'd already seduced him. He was nice and tall with dark brown hair that he kept neatly trimmed. His face had a rugged look about it and it always looked like he needed a shave. Jim's very dark brown eyes were the kind that drove women wild, even her. 

He returned her loving hug and could already feel his cock stirring in his jeans. 'Good!' he said, hoping to control his lust for her, but Jim knew it was going to be so hard. 'So, do we want formal or just a nice casual date?' he asked, wondering what this sexy lady in his arms would want. She looked great all dressed up, but she'd look good in a pair of tight jeans too. 

'Shoot, I don't know,' she giggled, thinking of dressing up for him. She knew he had a thing for much older women, but never said anything about it, until now. 'How do you like your ladies to dress when you take one of them out?' she asked with a sexy wink, enjoying his face turning red with embarrassment. 'I know all about your thing for older women and I think it's hot,' she added, feeling her body getting excited. 

'What can I say? You sexy ass older ladies drive me crazy,' he laughed, but this time, her face started turning red. 'Girls' my age just don't do a thing for me. They're into stupid mind games and I'm not. When I take a lady out, I want to know that the evening is going to end in a good way,' he smiled thinking of all the ladies that he'd taken the bed after a date. 

She sat listening to him and knew that he was right. 'You're something else,' she smiled and couldn't help but smiling at him. Her handsome, twenty-year-old son would rather take out an older lady that he knew he could get into bed, than be left in pain by a young girl. 'How do you want me to dress? Anything you want, I'll do,' she whispered, hugging him, thinking of him seducing women her age and older and it started. Her lonely body began to tingle, thinking of what kind of lover he was. 

Jim just sat by her, enjoying her hug, hoping he could control his cock, but he'd always been turned on by her. 'Let's just go casual. You can wear those 'really' tight jeans you have and I have a thing for white,' he said hoping she'd wear the blouse he bought her for Christmas last year. Dad hated it and said that it was to flimsy to wear anywhere, but Jim thought she looked so hot wearing it. 'How about your Christmas blouse?' he smiled, knowing that he must have looked like a dog in heat. 

She had to laugh at Jim. He wanted her to look hot tonight. 'If I wear that for you,' she paused, hoping her next words weren't out of line, but she wanted something out of this too. She knew Jim would be hard for her all night and she also wanted to be turned on. 'I want you to pretend that I'm one of your ladies,' she added giving her lower lip a tiny bite, wondering if he'd be up for turning on his Mom or maybe she'd just screwed up her night with him. 

Jim couldn't believe what she said, but it was a hot idea. 'I really go all out. Are you sure about this?' he asked thinking of turning on his Mom the same way he did his dates. He loved showering them with kisses, feeling them up and most of all, rubbing his hard cock on them while dancing. 

She heard him and quickly knew she was in for a good time. 'I think so,' she whispered as a warm rush covered her body and she couldn't wait to go get ready for him. This was going to be a night to remember. 

'Good!' Jim said standing up, pulling her into his arms, not caring if she felt his cock or not. 'Remember, I'm treating you just like I would one of my lady friends, so be ready,' he added, giving her a hug, wondering if this was such a good idea or not. She'd always turned him on and now, she wanted him to pretend that she was one of his dates. 'I'm not kidding! You're going to be a date!' he added, looking straight into her eyes, hoping you understood him. 

'Oh trust me, I'm ready to be spoiled, pampered and just about anything else,' she moaned as he hugged her so tight, giving her feelings that she'd came close to forgetting. 'Oh my God! What did I just say?' she thought to herself. 'And, anything else you have in mind!' she thought, wondering if he heard it. But, after she thought about it, she didn't care. If Jim could charm her into bed like he did his ladies, she didn't care; it would be a wonderful way to spend Mother's Day. 

He was shocked at what she said, but he also knew what a lonely woman she was. Dad never did anything nice for her and if he could show her a good time, he was, even if it meant seducing her. He hugged and slowly ran his hands down to her lower back, gently caressing as they looked into each others' eyes. 'I'm going to go all out and by the end of the night,' he smiled and crossed the forbidden line with her. His hands moved down, cupping each of her very firm ass cheeks and he couldn't help but caressing them. 'You're going to be all mine,' he smiled and leaned to give her a soft and very passionate kiss before pulling away. 'I'll be back to get you in about thirty minutes.' Jim said as he left the house. 

She closed the door and fell against it. 'Oh my God!' she moaned grabbing excited breasts, gently pinching her nipples, hoping she could resist Jim and his charming ways. 'What have I gotten myself into?' she smiled thinking of him seducing her and after being without sex for so long, she knew it was going to be so easy.

*.

She stood under the hot water of the shower, running her soapy hands over every inch of her body, dreaming of him, her handsome son doing this very same thing to her as he loved her from behind. 'Oh God, I've got to stop thinking that crap!' she said gently rolling her swollen nipples as visions of him crept back into her mind. 'I bet he'd screw me to death!' she whispered, remembering the many times he hugged her and she would feel his hard manhood pressing against her and how good it always felt. 

'I hope I can do this,' she whispered, sliding her right hand down the front of her toned, 36-year-old body, to her smooth shaven pussy, gently running a finger up the middle of her excited lips. 'Mmmm!' she moaned, wishing it was one of his fingers teasing her. 'I'm going to burn in hell!' she laughed, knowing she had to get out of the shower before she ended up masturbating. 

She walked into her bedroom, still thinking of Jim and her body was on fire. She hadn't been truly excited in a long time and even then, it was because of him. They were playing the pool, Jim came up behind her, grabbed her in his arms. Before she knew what was going on, his hard dick was resting completely in her ass crack, driving her crazy with lust. 

'This is crazy!' she laughed, threw down her towel and couldn't help fingering her excited pussy again. She thought of his big hands on her ass and how much she enjoyed it and hoped that he'd be touching it tonight. 'Oh my!' she moaned as her finger slid over her energized clit. 'I bet he'll have you harder than this before the nights over,' she smiled, giving the swollen bud of flesh one last rub before stopping. 

'I need to get my ass ready!' she said reaching in her panty drawer for a nice pair. 'I know he loves white,' she smiled holding up her newest pair of sheer, white panties, wondering if he'd get to see them. Her heart raced thinking of him stripping off her clothes and making love to her the entire night. 'If you do,' she whispered, spraying a little perfume on them and slid them up her very slender thighs. 'You're going to love them,' she smiled, making sure they were straight and looked good on her firm, little ass. 

She wiggled in her tight, low cut jeans and she still couldn't believe that she was having such thoughts about her son. She clasp her bra, slid the blouse over her head and quickly knew that it did not look right. 'Oh brother!' she laughed, knowing Jim wouldn't like this at all. She knew that deep down; he bought her the skimpy blouse to enjoy the sight of her perky B cups and not some ugly bra. She pulled the bra off and smiled, 'That's much better,' she said gently running two fingers over each rubbery nipple, wondering if he'd touch them the way she loved. 'I can't wait!' she purred thinking of his fingers driving her crazy, giving her the love and affection she dearly longed for. 

She made her way downstairs and couldn't resist a drink before he arrived. She drank and had a cigarette, thinking of what she was about to do. 'I hope this works out,' she thought, wondering if it was too late to stop. 'I couldn't stand it if anything fucked up our love,' she said trying to imagine Jim not being in her life and her heart sank. 'I'm going to call him,' she said standing up get the phone and she saw a long limo pull up in front of her house. 'Oh you sweet, sweet boy!' she smiled, covering her mouth and couldn't believe what he'd done.

She rushed to the door and had it open before he even had a chance to knock. 'Hello Mrs. Baker. I'm Jim and I'll be your escort this evening.' Jim said reaching out to hug her and that's when he noticed she was wearing the blouse he bought her. 'Very nice!' he said with a wink, enjoying her nipples standing straight out, looking like they were saying 'hi' to him. 

'Hello,' she smiled, making sure that she pushed out her chest, giving him a good view. 'You can call me, Julie,' she said as he reached his arms around her, pulling her against him, smashing her excited breasts to his very manly body. 'Mmmm.' Julie moaned, enjoying him and his strong arms. 'You sure do know how to greet a lady,' she whispered, feeling one of his hands sliding down her back, gently caressing her butt, sending fire between her legs. 

Jim caressed her ass, feeling her trembling in his arms and he knew she was going to be putty in his hands. 'If you're enjoying this so much,' he smiled giving her tight, little ass a squeeze. 'Wait, it gets much better,' he added, sliding his right hand up her side, running his fingers over the soft blouse and the side of her excited breast.

Julie stood helpless as Jim slowly drove her wild. She knew it was wrong, but 'damn' it felt good to be touched by a man, even if her was her son. 'I think I'm in for it,' she whispered, as his skilled fingers teased her body. 

He just smiled, continuing to touch her. 'I told you that I go all out.' Jim said in a low voice that he normally saved for the bedroom and knew it drove women crazy.

She couldn't breathe as he gently touched her and Julie knew that if this was driving her so crazy, she'd be helpless. 'Yes you did,' she whispered, enjoying him touching her breast, wishing he'd move to her already hard nipple. She loved her breasts played with and if a caring man spent time on her nipples, she'd do anything he asked of her. 

Jim knew she was going crazy. He loved teasing women and poor Mom hadn't been loved in a long time. He kind of felt bad, but she was the love of his life and he was going to make sure that she happy. Anything she wanted, no holds barred, even if it meant making love to her. 

'I thought I'd take you to dinner and if you're for it, a club I go to. I think you'll like it,' he smiled, moving one of his fingers towards her nipple. He felt her suck in a breath of air and could hear a tiny moan come from her and he knew she would be so easy to seduce. 

She just stood, enjoying him driving her crazy with one finger. 'What am I going to do if he really touches me?' she asked herself, hoping so much that she'd have the nerve to let him give her the love she'd been craving. 'I think that will be nice,' she managed to say as Jim slowly pulled from her, leaving her feeling so cold and she couldn't wait for more. 

'Let's be on our way,' he smiled motioning to the limo.

*.

'This is so nice!' Julie said looking around the small nightclub. 'I can see why you come here,' she added with a smile, straining to look across the room, but it was dark and the horseshoe shaped booths had long curtains around them, so that nobody could see in them. 

Jim smiled as he held her and followed the waitress to their booth. 'You can do just about anything you want,' he said as they sat down and he ordered them drinks. 'The best part will be starting in a few minutes,' he added pointing to a stage in the middle of the club. 

'What is it?' she asked, feeling a little hint of excitement. 'Is this one of the sex clubs?' Julie asked feeling her face turning red, but it was so dark, nobody would see it, but Jim. 

He just sat there smiling at her and he hoped that she would like it. 'Yes and I'm hoping you like it. The guy that's here tonight is great! I met him last year and he's the one that told me about the escort service.' Jim said watching a big smile cover her beautiful face and he knew he had to have her. He'd never been with anyone as pretty as she was. 

'So, now I know where you get all that money from,' she said in her motherly voice. 'Just how much money do you make? Julie asked, knowing it had to be a bunch. Over the last year he'd gotten a new sports car, a new home and furnished it with all new things.

He laughed at her and knew she was going to shit. 'The place I work for charges a thousand dollars a date and I get half. And, once in a while, if a lady I know wants a date and I like her, I'll take her out for seven hundred.' Jim said watching her eyes grew wide. 

'My Lord!' she replied with shock. 'No wonder why you're loaded!' Julie laughed and she had to ask one more thing. 'So, a woman pays a thousand bucks to be taken out on a date with you. What's included in that?' she asked with a hesitant voice, wondering if she really wanted to know or not. 

He just smiled and reached across the table to hold her hands. 'She gets anything she wants.' Jim said looking into hr eyes, hoping she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. He'd been in love with her since the day he turned sixteen and accidentally walked in on her taking a shower. 

'Lucky bitches,' she said with a smile, thinking of her handsome son screwing the shit out of women her age or older. 'What's the oldest woman you've ever been with?' Julie asked, hoping he didn't do it with ninety-year-old women. 

Jim thought for a few seconds. 'She's sixty, but when we first met, I thought she was in her thirties. She works out and takes great care of herself,' he said watching her eyes and mouth open wide. 'And, she tips really well!' he added thinking of the extra five hundred bucks she gives him after every date they go on. 

'So if I was paying you, this would cost me a grand, but I'd get anything I wanted?' she asked in a seductive voice and she almost forgot that he was her son. Her body was slowly being turned on and it was awesome. Jim was a great looking guy and just being near him excited Julie and now she knew what he did for a living. 

'I told you this was a date and you get anything you want.' He replied in a soft voice as he slid around the booth and moved as close to her as he could get. 'What do you think of that?' he asked moving towards her mouth, feeling her breathing hard and he kissed her. 

Julie just sat there as his lips touched hers and a fire erupted between her legs for the first time in years. 'Mmm, I'm in trouble,' she whispered, hoping she'd know what to do if things continued to heat up. He was her son, but he drove her crazy. He could have her horny a split second. 

'Nah, you're in very good hands,' he winked reaching up to her left breast, slowly circling the nipple, watching her gasping for air. 'You just tell me what you want or if you want,' he paused, circling her other nipple, watching her face fill with lust. 'Tell me when to stop.' Jim added, hoping she wouldn't say that. He wanted her and didn't care if she was his mother or not. 

Julie couldn't believe how wonderful this felt and she wanted more. 'I bet you could make a girl cum just by touching her,' she smiled, looked down to watch him tease her nipples. 'I'm glad I wore this for you,' she whispered, enjoying his fingers on the most sensitive part of her body, hoping that she wouldn't cum. 

He loved her so much and was going to make sure that she'd cherish this night for as long as she lived. 'Maybe we'll have to try and see,' he said giving her another kiss, but this one was deeper and he slipped his tongue into her warm, excited mouth.

She trembled as he slowly seduced her and there was no way she would stop him. Julie was tired of being lonely and craving a man to love her. He moved to her and when he kissed her, she wanted to die. His tongue slid into her mouth, giving her a feeling that was out of this world. It was as if, he'd went into her aching pussy and was loving it. 'Oh Jim!' she moaned as his tongue explored her.

He held her, watching the pleasure on her beautiful face and he couldn't wait to get her to his apartment. 'I think one of us is getting excited,' he smiled, turned, took a drink and lit two cigarettes. 'I hope you like the show. You're going to shit when you see Carl.' Jim said, watching a puzzled look on her face. 'His nickname is horse!' he added as her mouth opened.

'Horse? Should I ask why?' she asked, knowing her face had to be red. 'What's he going to be doing?' Julie asked, hoping this wouldn't be some freak show.

'He's a monster! He'll be doing a young girl and I hope you like it. It's hot! I didn't think I'd like it, but when you see him, you can't look away.' Jim said with a laugh, watching her face, knowing that it had to be red. 




Happy Mother's Day



Julie felt like crawling under the table. Here she was, with her son driving her insane with his soft touch and they were about to watch two people fuck each other. She took a long and drag from her cigarette. 'You should be ashamed of yourself,' she said with a smile as the smoke slowly came from her mouth. 'Bringing me to a place like this,' she winked and couldn't wait to see this man. She didn't care for men like that, but it would be exciting to watch. She liked her men around seven or eight inches long. She loved sucking a man off without being gagged or him trying to ram himself down her throat. 

He wrapped one arm around her back and the other around her front and hugged. 'Please forgive me!' he laughed, enjoying the feel of being so close to her and he couldn't wait to get closer. His left hand moved up her front, under her right breast and he gently caressed, feeling her relaxing against him and it felt so good. His cock started to grow and he didn't care. If she didn't like it, she'd tell him in a heartbeat. 

'Are you trying to take advantage of me?' she moaned as his stiffness grew against her ass and it was a good feeling to know she turned this young man on. She always had, but this was a special night, a night that they would both be enjoying very much and Julie was going to do anything to make it wonderful. 

'I'd never do that,' he whispered in her ear as he softly kissed it. His hand gently toyed with her breast while he continued kissing her ear, neck and shoulder. 

She just lay against him, his cock continued growing, his hand drove her crazy and his mouth sealed their fate. Julie knew there was no way she could stop him now. Her body was on fire and she needed him to put it out. 'Oh Jim! I've never been this excited in my life.' Julie moaned wanting to pull from him before she exploded in his arms. Her heart was pounding out of control and it was as if her lonely pussy was burning up. 

'You relax and enjoy it all,' he smiled, hugging her tighter, while his fingers teased her hard nipple. 'I'll fix you. After I'm done with you,' he stopped to gently suck her neck, wanting to brand her as his and he didn't care who would see it. 'You'll never want to go home,' he added, hearing her moan and her back arch. 

Julie couldn't stop. Her body was in control and it loved what was happening. She did too, but she wanted it to last. She wanted to cum in his arms, while he was deep inside her and not here. 'I want to wait,' she moaned pulling from him and guzzled her drink. 'I don't want to do it here.' Julie said with trembling hands, trying to light another cigarette, but it was hopeless. 'Please help me!' she laughed as he took the lighter from her and quickly lit her. 'I want you when we're alone,' she smiled, hoping he'd understand.

'I'm sorry, I keep forgetting it's been awhile,' he said, hugging her, wondering why his Dad left such a lovely creature to chase after young girls'. 'He's so fucking stupid.' Jim thought as he held her in his arms, hoping he could help ease her loneliness. 'I'm going to make you feel so good tonight,' he said to himself, savoring the sweet smell of her hair and her tantalizing perfume drifting up his nose, making him harder with each glorious scent. 

Julie couldn't believe what a wonderful man he was and she couldn't wait to be with him. 'I bet you're going to kill me!' she thought smoking her cigarette, hoping this show or whatever it was would hurry and start. She'd much rather be somewhere alone with Jim, but this was a part of her date and she didn't want to ruin it. 'Where are we going after this?' she asked in a needful voice, praying that he'd take her to his place and wear her body out. She needed a loving man like him to screw her to death. 

He held her and smiled. 'Poor Mom is on fire!' he thought caressing just under her breast, enjoying her heavy breathing and trembling body. 'I think we'll go to my place. If that's okay with you,' he said having a pretty good idea that's where she wanted to be right now. He wanted her too, but he wanted to make sure that she was on fire. Jim wanted this to be the best night of her life. 

She just moaned and wanted this show to start and get over with. She needed loved and knew the young man holding her was going to be a dream come true. 'I can't wait,' she whispered leaning to his mouth, kissing him, letting her tongue lick over his lips. 'I'm dying!' she moaned, feeling one of his manly fingers graze over her right nipple, sending a rush of excitement pouring between her legs, making her moan louder than ever. 

Jim held her, knowing his soft touch was driving the poor woman crazy, but he wanted her on fire. 'I have to make sure that you're ready,' he whispered licking her earlobe, slowly, making sure that she enjoyed every second of it. 

'I'm wetter than at any time in my life!' she moaned, savoring his tongue on her ear, enjoying the excitement of being seduced by such a skilled, young man. 'I feel like I'm going to explode,' she laughed lighting another cigarette and pulled from him. 'I do need to stop or I'm going to cum. I want to wait...I want to be alone with you when it happens,' she said caressing his handsome face, hoping he'd understand. 'Something as special as we're about to do.' Julie stopped and couldn't resist touching his swollen cock, knowing it was for her and it was out of this world. 'I want us to be completely alone,' she smiled as her fingers were now turning him on. His cock felt so good through his thin pants and Julie couldn't wait to feel him deep in her. Back to the place he'd came from so long ago. 

He turned, giving her access to touch him. 'Oh shit!' Jim moaned watching a smile cover her beautiful face. 'Do you like that?' he asked with a wink. 'Just think of how good it's going to feel inside you,' he whispered in her ear. 'It's going to slide in you so easy and then,' he paused to kiss her ear. 'I'm going to make love to you all night long!' he moaned when she grabbed him and squeezed with all of her might. 

'You keep it up and we're never going to get to your place,' she laughed, reaching for her drink and cigarette. 'When is this going to start?' she asked, hoping this shit would hurry up. She needed Jim and was ready to go now, but she didn't want to mess up his plans. 

Jim moved back, lit his own smoke and he knew she was ready, but he really wanted her to see the show. She would be ready after seeing it. One touch and Jim knew that she'd blow up. 'Soon! I want you just as bad, but I know you're going to like this,' he said caressing her thigh, remembering a movie that he'd seen Mom watching when he was a young boy. 

He'd come home early from school one day. Jim looked high and low, but couldn't find her anywhere, until he heard a lustful moaning coming from the basement. He followed the wonderful sound and there she was, lying on a sofa, legs spread wide and her fingers buried in her pussy, watching a John Holmes movie. 

'I came home from school one day and I saw you in the basement,' he said knowing her face had to be red. 'It was so hot watching you and I've wanted you every since that day.' Jim added, hugging her, just under her beautiful breasts. 'You looked so good lying there, I wanted to help you so bad and I swore that someday I would and you'd never be lonely again,' he said feeling tears in his eyes, thinking of pleasing this beautiful woman and the love he had for her. 

Julie was speechless as his words filled her ears. There was one day that she'd went to the basement and had a strange feeling that she was being watched and now she knew that it was her baby watching. 'I still do that once and awhile,' she purred, wishing that he'd been old enough to join her on the sofa, but he was just a boy. Now he was plenty old enough and Julie wanted him to screw her until she fainted. 'Maybe one afternoon you can join me. Pretending to watch me and then come and give it to me nice and hard!' she said with lust in her soft voice, thinking of pleasing herself like she had so many times, but have Jim come and ravish her. 

He felt his cock growing so hard thinking of watching her and then giving it to her all afternoon. 'You just tell me when to be there,' he said shifting his straining cock and Jim was also ready for the show to start. He wanted to be alone just as bad as she did. He'd spent so many hours dreaming of this and it was so close to finally happening. 

'Mommy hates seeing you in so much pain.' Julie said in a loving, motherly voice, wishing that they were alone. She hadn't had the pleasure of sucking a man in so long and her poor baby needed some relief. 'I wish I could suck it for you,' she whispered giving him a tiny squeeze. 'Mommy would make it all better for my baby boy,' she said in the same soft voice, wishing that he'd say the hell with this so they could leave. 

'You say that I'm bad?' he laughed and knew if this fucking thing didn't start by the time he finished smoking, they were out of there. 'You're not my Mom, you're Julie and we're on a date.' Jim added with a smile.

'Deep down, you know damn well that you'd rather be seducing your Mom and getting ready to fuck her brains out,' she just smiled, knowing what her handsome son really wanted. 'Am I right?' Julie whispered as she caressed his hard cock. She was past ready and needed him now. 'Can you imagine just how hot it's going to be? You're going to be fucking your mother!' she panted, squeezing and pulling his cock, hoping he'd want to go now. 'You're going to be fucking your Mom in the same place you came from!' she moaned, hoping she was driving him just as crazy as she was. 

Jim sat listening to her and was going crazy. Yes, he'd rather be doing his Mom. He'd dreamt it hundreds of times over his life, from the first time he had ever masturbated and every time he made it with a girl, she was all he thought of. He rammed his cigarette into the ashtray and stood up. 'Let's go,' he said taking her hand. 

*.

They sat in the limo, kissing, touching and Julie stroking Jim's hard cock, wishing they'd hurry and get to his place. 'I can't wait!' she moaned pulling him, thinking of her handsome son giving her his love. 'I want you inside me for hours and hours!' Julie moaned again as she unzipped his pants. 'Oh yes!' she whimpered pulling his stiff, eight inch cock out, gently caressing it, thinking it deep in her, back to the place he came from.

'I'll do anything you want,' he replied as they kissed and Mom played with him. 'I'll fuck you anytime and anyplace,' he moaned as she pulled out his cock. 'Oh Mom!' he cried, watching the woman he'd loved all his life. 'I love you so much,' he whispered as he gently caressed her pretty face and he wanted in her so bad. All the times he dreamt of loving her filled his mind, making him harder. 'Suck me! I want to see my cock in your mouth,' he whispered and softly kissed her.

Julie smiled as she slid to the floor between his legs, gently kissing the swollen head. 'I'll do anything for my baby,' she smiled as she continued kissing him. 'You're Mommy's good, little boy.' Julie whispered in a sexy, but motherly voice and she licked up his entire length. 'Does Mommy's little boy like this?' she said in a voice that would be used to talk to a baby. 

'You're going to kill me before we even get home!' Jim laughed enjoying this more than anything thing in his life. 'I love it, Mommy,' he added enjoying her long and lustful moan. 'You're the best Mom in the world,' he said knowing it had to be driving her just as wild as it was him. 'Make me feel good, Mommy,' he smiled watching her kissing his head with her thin lips, remembering the times he'd spent in his room, dreaming of her making love to him this very way.

She heard him and couldn't hold back any longer. She opened her mouth and gently sucked him in. 'Oh my God!' Julie screamed to herself as the hot flesh of his cock filled her mouth and she knew no other man would ever please her, but him. 'I love you so much!' she thought, tenderly sucking her baby boy. The son she raised from a baby, into this handsome man she was now making love to. 

'Oh Mom!' he moaned lifting his hips, driving himself deeper into her warm and loving mouth. The mouth he'd kissed as a small boy and now it was the mouth that was sucking him. 'Suck it, Mom! Suck me, Mommy!' he moaned louder, enjoying being in this beautiful women's mouth. He held the sides of her pretty face as she slowly moved up and down his stiff cock. He tried remembering any girl sucking him this good, but he couldn't. Maybe it was just the thought of his Mom sucking him that made it so good. He wasn't sure, but he knew life would never be the same again. 

Julie sucked him harder, wanting to please her baby. She knew that he was going to kill her once they got into bed. She hadn't been screwed right in such a long time, but her baby was going to end that very soon. She sucked him deeper, savoring him calling her Mommy and begging her to suck him and make it all better. He was her baby boy and she would do anything for him. 

'Go Mom! Suck it!' he moaned watching his cock sliding in and out of her sexy mouth. He wanted to cum so bad, but he wanted to cum up her pussy more. He wanted to fill the place he came from with his warm cum. 'I'm going to love you to death!' he said pulling her from the floor and kissed her as long and as deep as his tongue would go. 'I love you! I love you so much!' he said as tears poured from his eyes, holding her as tight as he could. 

'I love you too.' Julie cried holding the love of her life, wondering how she would manage going back to her lonely and miserable life, after being with Jim. 'Don't cry, baby. I'm all yours, I promise,' she said wiping the tears from his face. She hugged him tight, rocking back and forth, whispering, 'Mom's going to make it all better.'

*.

They walked into his apartment, hugging each other, knowing this was it. There was no turning back now. They were going up a forbidden road and there was no return. 

He turned, held her hands and pushed her against the wall. 'You'll never know how many times I've dreamt of us doing this. I couldn't count how many times I used your panties to jerk off,' he smiled. 'They always made my cock feel good and I'd fill them up!' Jim added, caressing her excited nipples, wondering if he wanted her on his new sofa or on his bed. 

'I know you did. Why do you think I'd always leave two or three used pair lying out? I loved thinking of you cuming in them. It made me so wet knowing my baby was thinking of me when he came,' she smiled unzipping his pants and pulled him out. 'I want you to take me! Think of the way you dreamt of me the most!' Julie moaned as she carefully stroked him, enjoying the feel of her sons' hard cock in her hand. 'Fuck me anyway you want!' she panted and knew he best do something soon or she was taking over. 

'I've dreamt of everything. I don't know. Anyway with you will be wonderful,' he smiled and was quickly shoved back and on the soft with her on him. 'Oh Mom!' Jim smiled as she jerked down his pants and was sucking him deeper than before. 'Oh yes!' he moaned watching her sweet mouth wrapped so tight around him. 'Suck Mom! You know you want your sons' cock!' he growled holding her head as she sucked hard and so deep, hoping he wouldn't cum.

Julie went crazy. She sucked him hard and didn't care if he came or not. She wanted her baby to know she was there for him and would do anything for him. 'Yes! I want my sons' hard cock!' she growled and that was all she could stand. She stood up, pulled down her jeans and panties and she led him to the bedroom. She moved to the middle of his big bed, spread her legs and whispered, 'Come back in Mommy, where you belong.' 

Jim couldn't get on her fast enough. They started kissing, rubbing and humping each other. 'I want you, Mom,' he whispered and her long moan of lust told him she wanted him too. He lifted him hips, gave her one last kiss as his mother and he took her. 'Oh God! Yes! Yes!' he yelled and didn't care in the whole world heard him or not. He was in the woman he loved and knew he would never be in anyone but her again. 

Julie smiled and returned him kiss, he lifted, and she took a deep breath. Her head began to spin; her heart pounded so hard it hurt and he was in her. Her baby boy was back in the place she'd kept him for nine wonderful months and she wanted him in her for as long as she lived. 'Oh baby! My baby is in his Mommy!' she squealed as his slender cock gave her the most breathtaking feelings she'd ever know in her life. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as tight as she could. 'I'm never letting you go,' she cried holding him with all of her might. 

'I'll always be in you,' he sobbed as his beautiful Mom held him so tight. 'I want you forever,' he whispered as he kissed the tears from her face. 'No other woman will be in my bed again, just you,' he smiled down to her and wondered if she felt the same way. He loved her so much and would give up everything he had to have her. 

'That would be so nice. My baby being my lover,' she moaned, squeezing her pussy around him. 'You could call me Mom during the day and at night, you can call me lover,' she moaned louder, squeezing him harder, knowing her pussy was going to explode. 

'Oh Mom, yes! Oh I love you so much!' he cried out, watching her going crazy under him. 'I'm going to cum in my pretty, sexy Mom!' he moaned and she again went crazy under him. Her back arched, she moaned so loud and her pussy clamped around him like a vise. 'Mommy like that?' he teased, enjoying her body squirming under his. 'Come on Mommy, cum around my cock!' he growled holding her arms, trying to screw her, but her legs held him flush against her pussy and she wasn't letting go. 

Jim's words were driving her nuts and Julie loved them all. Her pussy was so close to cuming it began to burn. 'I love it!' she moaned holding him against her body. 'Keep talking like that...I'm so close!' Julie smiled, looking up to her handsome son and now lover, hoping this would never end. 'You feel so, so good in me! Hold me forever!' she cried squeezing him with her legs and pussy. 

'I love my pretty Mommy,' he whispered, hoping she'd let go. He wanted to love her, but her legs were holding him so tight he couldn't move. 'Come on Mom. Cum on me! Cum on your sons' big, hard cock! I want to feel it!' he growled hoping she'd come on. He was dying to give her a good screw. He'd been dreaming this for so long. Jim was in her, but he couldn't move. If there could be a 'hell' this was it. Being in the person you love so much and not able to show them. 

'My baby,' she whispered feeling her pussy tingling and her head spinning. 'My baby is a big boy now,' she softly said, watching his face straining and Julie knew what he needed. He wanted to love her, but she just needed to hold and feel him in her body first and then he could do anything he wanted to her. 'My baby is all groan up and loving his Mommy,' she moaned as the tingle in her pussy grew to her thighs and just about every inch of her body. 'I bet you're just dying to fuck Mommy nice and fast,' she moaned louder, thinking of Jim's nice cock giving her a good fast fuck. 'You want to fuck your Mommy?' Julie asked in a soft voice as she wiped some sweat from his face. 'I bet you're going to fuck me nice and hard,' she whispered to him.

'I'm going to be a bad boy,' he smiled thinking of lifting her legs high in the air and really give it to her. Poor Mom hadn't been with a man in a long time and Jim knew that he was going to fuck her to death. 

She just lay under Jim, enjoying him being so close to her and being inside her felt so good. Julie knew that it was just a matter of seconds before she exploded around his wonderful, hard cock. His talking to her and the way she was talking to him was awesome. She relaxed her legs and caressed his face and said, 'Now fuck me! Fuck your Mom!' she smiled, spread her legs as wide as she could and was ready for Jim to do his thing. 




Happy Mother's Day



He just looked down her, enjoying her beautiful face and that he was in her. He felt her legs release him and her words were like magic to his ears. 'Oh hell yes!' he smiled and started loving his Mom. His hard cock slid in and out of her like a fine-tuned machine. 'Oh Mom!' he moaned as her tight muscles kept squeezing him, giving him the most wonderful feelings he'd ever known. 'I love you! I love you!' he kept moaning with each gently thrust in her glorious body, the place he came from and he couldn't have been more happy. 

'Yes! Love me!' Julie moaned as her trim hips moved in time with him, just as if they'd been doing this for years. His slender cock felt so good as it eased in and out of her tiny pussy. He wasn't too big and he wasn't small, it was the best thing she'd ever had in her body and she wanted him forever. 'Make your Mom cum, please,' she whimpered as his pace quickened. 

Jim moved faster, wanting to please the sexy woman under him. 'Go Mom! I want this to be the best night of your life.' He said pumping her faster, hoping it would be soon. He felt his balls tightening and knew it was going to be very much longer until he'd be filling her with cum. 'Cum on me! Cum on your sons' cock!' he ordered and rammed in her, lifting her hips and ass from the bed. 'Cum for me!' he said in the same voice, ramming in her harder, enjoying her moaning and her pushing to him, wanting it hard.

'Oh Jim! Oh shit!' Julie yelled out as her tiny pussy felt as if a thousand volts of electric shot into it. 'Oh my Jimmy! My baby! My baby boy!' she screamed, enjoying her pussy cuming around a man. A spectacular man that would always love her, her son, Jim. 'Go baby! Go! Go!' she kept on screaming as Jim used her pussy hard and so fast and she didn't care. He could do anything he wanted, he was her baby boy. 

'Come on Mom!' he smiled watching her face fill with pleasure. 'Go you sexy thing! Cum on me!' he said moving his hips, thrusting his hardness in her, enjoying her tight insides spasming around his hard shaft. 'Oh Mom...I'm cuming! I'm cuming...in...my...sexy,' he grunted and his cock blew. Shooting cum so deep in her it wouldn't come out for days. 'Mom!' he yelled louder, releasing years of love in her and at last, all his dreams of making love to her were complete. 

*.

The next morning Julie woke and walked down to the kitchen to make coffee. 'When did you get in?' she asked her husband, hoping she'd gotten home before he had. It would be a little tough trying to explain that she was on a date with their son and got her brains screwed out by him.

'Just an hour ago,' he replied and didn't even bother looking at her; he just kept reading his newspaper. 

'I just wanted to say thank you for making Mother's Day so wonderful for me,' she said in a cold voice, wishing that he'd just leave her so she could get on with her life. 

'You're not my mother, why do you always say this shit? Jim is your son; jump his ass for not doing anything for you,' he said in a hateful voice as he looked up to her and he noticed something deferent about her. She seemed to have a warm glow around her face. 

Julie just smiled as she leaned against one of the kitchen counters smoking a cigarette and sipping her coffee. 'He did and we had the most amazing night,' she purred, hoping he wouldn't see just how happy she was. 

He just looked at her and knew something wasn't right. Why did she look so happy and content? 'Why do you look like that?' 

'Look like what?'

'If you must know, you look like you got your brains fucked out.' 

'Maybe I did!' Julie smiled blowing smoke from her mouth, knowing this was driving him crazy. 

'So, who'd you really go out with?' he asked.

'I told you. I went out with Jim and we had a great time,' she smiled taking another puff and blew the smoke towards him. 

'Well, you shouldn't be so happy because he took you out. I'm not kidding; you look like you got fucked half to death.'

Julie couldn't help but smiling more, thinking of Jim and how wonderful his stiff cock felt inside her. 'Only if you knew,' she thought drinking her coffee. 'I just had a great time and I'm sorry if I don't look right,' she said remembering how good it felt cuming around his cock and hoped that it would happen again today. After last night, Julie knew she couldn't go on living like this. She needed a man, even if the man she needed was her son. 

He just watched her, wondering if she was fucking someone. He knew he hadn't loved her in a long time, but he just couldn't stand the thought of another man fucking her. 'Just make sure he's the 'only' man you go out with,' he said lying down the newspaper. 'I'm going to be gone tonight. I have that big meeting over in Dallas tomorrow, so I'm leaving tonight.' He said and went to dress. 

She just smiled and didn't care. Julie knew that she wouldn't be lonely tonight. She reached for the phone and dialed. 'Hey baby,' she whispered in the phone, feeling a warm fire building between her legs. 'He's going to be gone all night,' she said with a big smile, thinking of his nice, stiff cock back in her body. 'Do ya want to cum over and keep me company?' Julie said in a low and very seductive voice, thinking of him over her, giving her a good, hard fuck and filling her pussy full of his warm cum again. 'Great!' she moaned, imagining him in her mouth, sucking him off. 'I'll see you soon,' she purred, hung up the phone and couldn't help giving her excited pussy a tiny rub. 'He'll be here to love you very soon,' she smiled, hoping her husband hurried up and left. She needed Jim in the worst way and planned on fucking him the rest of the day and long into the night. 

*.

Julie was sitting on the sofa when he came in the house. She looked at him and smiled. She loved the way he was admiring her naked body and knew he had to be getting hard. She stood up, leaned to kiss him. 'I missed you,' she moaned reaching to squeeze his cock. 'Is all that for Mommy?' Julie asked in a low voice as she carefully stroked him. 

'You know it's all for you,' he said reaching around to hold her ass. 'I can't wait to fuck you again!' Jim said with need, thinking of being back inside his sexy Mom. 

'You can fuck Mommy all you want,' she whispered, stroking him as she rubbed him on her excited pussy and couldn't wait to get it back inside. 'Let's do it in your old room. I think that would be so hot. Maybe we can pretend I'm tucking you on bed or something,' she smiled as they walked towards Jim's bedroom. 

'I always had this dream of you doing something when you woke me up for school.' Jim said with a big smile, watching Mom's face turn a nice shade of pink. 

'I wonder what that would be?' she laughed remembering all the times she'd go to wake him and find his cock straight up in the air and how it always turned her on seeing him. 'I think we could do that,' she whispered. 'Lay down and I'll be back in a second.' Julie said giving him a tiny squeeze before she let him go and went to the bathroom. 

Jim laid in the middle of the bed with his eyes closed, thinking of the lovely mouth that was going to be around his cock and he grew so hard. He thought of all the times he pretended to be asleep, hoping she'd play with him or even get the never to suck him awake, but to his disappointment she never did, until now. 

Julie finished and made her way back to his room. She stopped in the doorway and felt her heart skip a beat as she remembered all the times she'd seen him this very way. 'You're beautiful,' she whispered making her way to sit on the side of his bed. 'Baby, it's time to get up,' she said in a soft voice, caressing his face, just like she did so many times. 'Come on or you'll be late for school,' she added, seeing his hard cock moving under the sheet. 'Oh my, look at you!' she moaned, running her hand over his thigh and to his wonderful, hard cock. 'My baby is a 'real' big boy now!' Julie whispered as her hand wrapped gently around him and she couldn't help but moaning. 

Jim continued lying there, feeling her hand holding his cock and he could feel her warm breath blowing on it. He fought to hold still, wanting this little game to be as genuine as possible. 'Suck it Mom!' he thought, wishing that she was waking him for real. 

She knew her baby had to be going crazy, wanting to be in her mouth. Julie started placing small, passionate kisses around his swollen head, as she watched his handsome face straining with lust. 'I love your big, hard cock!' she panted and couldn't hold out any longer, she needed it in her just as badly as he did. Her mouth opened, she took a deep breath and sucked him in. 'Oh my God!' she cried as her beautiful son filled her. She sucked slowly, but the burning in her pussy and the need to fuck him took over. Julie started sucking him as hard as she could. 

'Mother fucker!' Jim yelled out, looking down to watch his sexy Mom eating his cock. 'That's it! suck it Mom, suck it hard!' he yelled again as he reached to hold her head, moving it up and down, driving it to her throat and lifting her back up. 'You fucking wonderful bitch!' he moaned as she sucked so hard it hurt, but there was no way in hell that he would ever think of stopping her now. 

Julie sucked hard as Jim used her mouth and she didn't care. She was there for him and he could do anything he wanted. 'Fuck Mommy's mouth!' she thought as he kept fucking her nice and fast. 'That's Mommy's big boy!' she thought again, wondering if he wanted to cum in her mouth or up her burning pussy. Either one, would be good. Whatever her baby wanted, she was there for him. 

'I need to fuck you!' Jim said with love and need for the sexy woman sucking his cock. 'Climb up and fuck me, Mom!' he begged and she quickly did as asked. 'My sexy Mom!' he moaned as she sat down on him and his stiff cock slid deep into her loving body.

She heard as cry of need and didn't hesitate for a second. She was over him and guiding his shaft up her pussy without thinking. 'Mommy's big boy!' Julie cried out as he sank deep in her. Back to the place he'd came from. 'My baby! Mommy's sweet baby boy!' she cried as he filled her with cock and she defiantly knew she could never live without him now. 

He stood looking at his wife and son and couldn't believe what he was seeing. 'My God! How can you fuck your own son!' he yelled as they both turned to smile.

'It's easy with someone as beautiful as this.' Jim replied caressing Julie face. 'If you'd loved her the way any man in his right mind should have, this wouldn't have happened,' he added pushing his cock deep in her. 

'I think it he's right.' Julie purred looking to her husband. 'But, I've wanted to do this for a long time. He's so handsome and,' she looked at the man she once loved. 'He can keep it hard for hours and he doesn't need a bunch of horny, little sluts to get it up!' Julie giggled, watching her husbands face turning red. 'He's moving in my room this weekend,' she said moving her hips in small circles, enjoying her son up her pussy. 'I have pictures of you fucking fifteen girls',' she moaned feeling her pussy was about to blow. 'You're giving me half of everything or I'll...' she whimpered as the fire deep in her pussy was ready to be put out. 'I'll clean you out!' Julie moaned as her hips moved faster. She needed to cum with her son and didn't care who was watching. 

'Come on baby! Cum on your sons' cock!' Jim said with a big smile, watching shock and dismay on his fathers face. 'To fucking bad you didn't take the time to please her,' he moaned as Mom slid up and down his cock with burning need and love. 'I've never had anyone like her before!' he cried, releasing his hot seeds deep in her belly, deep in his mothers' pussy.

'My baby!' she squealed feeling his cum filling her pussy. 'Cum in Mommy! Make me feel good,' she moaned falling on him, but her slender hips kept moving all around. 'My baby! Oh my baby boy,' she whimpered when her pussy clamped around him and she came hard. 'Baby! Baby!' she cried as wonderful feelings tore through her body. She turned, seeing her husband still just standing there watching them. 'Would you get the fuck out of here and leave us alone!' Julie said with a laugh and felt better than she had in her life. She was at last done with him and hoped Jim wanted her. 

'Please do. I plan on loving this hot lady to death and then I'm going to enjoy living with her,' he laughed watching his stupid, looking Dad turn and stomp away. 

'Are you really moving in with me?' Julie asked as tears of joy ran down her pretty face. 

'Hell yes!' he replied giving her a playful slap on her bare ass, turned over and started loving her again.

Well, I hope everyone likes this. I'm sure they'll be those of you wanting more, but sorry. You have to use your imagination. Thanks for reading it.



Happy Mother's Day



1.

Ryan and his brother Luke stood naked in front of Ray with their hard cocks throbbing in their hands as they waited for their father to finish undressing. 

"Gee, dad," said Ryan, "those shorts show that tight ass of yours off real nice."

"Yeah," added Luke, "and what's inside them, too," he continued as he eyed up the growing bulge in Ray's shorts.

"Thank you, boys," their father replied, looking over his shoulder and grinning impishly at his two horny handsome sons to show how pleased he was, "its nice to know I'm appreciated, just as much as I appreciate both of you."

Ray had turned forty-six a few weeks earlier but, thanks to constant work-outs at the gym and long runs through the woods, his body was still as supple and athletic as those of his sons while his eight inch cock was still in full working order which, happily, showed no signs of abating. And his ass was still as firm and muscular as a young man's, too.

"You always knew we'd be big boys one day, too, didn't you, dad?" grinned Ryan who was twenty-one years old, two years older than Luke.

"Sure fucking did, son," replied Ray, beaming with paternal pride as he feasted his eyes on his sons who, as usual, were sporting their impressive hard-ons, "I'm pleased to see you're both chips off the old block, so to speak. And your asses are out of this world. Turn round, boys, and let your dad have a closer inspection."

The brothers turned their backs on their father obediently to show him their tight naked butts, smiling as they did so. Ryan and Luke's asses were succulently round from all the workouts they gave their bodies at the gym, which like Ray they also visited regularly, while Luke was a keen footballer in his college champion team.

"Like what you see, dad?" asked Ryan, glancing over his shoulder and grinning as Luke did the same as they enjoyed showing off their bare bottoms to their father.

"Very nice," said Ray as his eyes surveyed the firm young fleshy mounds of his sons' smooth hairless buttocks, complemented by their long narrow ass cracks, "you both have perfect sexy asses, firm and round as male bums should be. Your mother and I knew from the start that you would grow up to be a couple of really fine sons and its great you've both inherited our love of sex."

"With a mum and dad like you, we could hardly do otherwise," said Ryan, grinning from ear to ear as he stroked his cock which, like most men's, had a mind of its own.

"Shouldn't we wait for mom to get home before we start, dad?" asked Luke as he and Ryan turned back to face their father, holding their cocks aloft in their hands and noticing that the bulge in Ray's shorts had grown appreciably bigger, "after all, it is Mother's Day."

"She won't mind," said Ray, "though it's a pity she had to work, to-day of all days."

Carol was a nurse at the local infirmary and worked all the hours sent but was never too knackered for sex and her husband and sons all knew that she would be only too keen to join them when she got home from her latest shift. 

"Yeah, Luke," said Ryan, "you know how horny mom always is and she won't mind if we start without her. In fact, she'd probably be disappointed if we didn't."

"That's right," said Ray, whose fat cock was now straining his shorts as if about to burst through, "she'll really love coming home to a house full of sex, she's a right fucking slut as we all are. And you can bet your bottom dollar, or even just your bottom" -- here Ray paused and grinned -- "your mum'll have her clothes off before you can blink. Now, which one of you wants to be first for a nice hot fatherly blowjob?"

With that, Ray dropped his shorts so that his stiff pole sprang out like a Jack-in-the-Box. He stepped out of his shorts, kicking them across the floor and turned to join his sons in full frontal nude pose, the three of them proudly sporting their long pulsating hard-ons and three pairs of sweaty cum-filled balls. Ryan and Luke moved to stand either side of their father who crouched down with his sons' cocks stretched across his face, their knobheads touching. "Let Ryan go first, dad," said Luke, "after all, I can have a blowjob any time whereas Ryan only visits now and then."

Ryan had left home six months after Luke's eighteenth birthday to pursue his career as a trainee accountant in the city and now shared a flat with three girls from the same firm with all of whom he enjoyed a platonic relationship. That didn't bother him in the least when his sexy mother was the one woman in his life he cared about and even though the demands of the job were intrusive, he still managed to return home as often as he could to enjoy with his parents and brother some really hot forbidden sex.

Luke, on the other hand, was still at college and therefore continued to live at home. He had only been eligible to participate since just over a year ago but was now a fully-fledged member of The Sheldrake Family Sex Club and even when Ryan was not able to be there, Luke and his mom and dad did many threesomes. 

Ryan was aware that the family orgies went on without him which was why Luke, who loved his brother dearly just as much as he loved his parents, was determined, now that Ryan was here, to let him be first for one of their father's stupendous hardcore suckings.

"Thanks, Luke," said Ryan, "it sure is great to be home again."

"Its great to have you home again too, son," said Ray as he cupped his eldest son's balls in his right hand while lifting his prick up off them and holding it in his left. "Your mother will be pleased to see you and your cock again, too. And what a mighty fine cock it is."

"Luke's got a mighty fine cock as well, dad," said Ryan who didn't like to think his adored brother was being left out of the equation.

"He sure has," said Ray, as Luke smiled his thanks, "but, like he said, we don't see you so often so you get first bite of the cherry."

Hot glossy pre-cum was seeping through Ryan's piss slit and Ray stuck out his pink paternal tongue, wet with saliva, and licked the head of Ryan's cock as though it were a lollipop. Ray savoured the salty taste for a moment or two, then he quickly allowed Ryan to slide the stiff fuck pole over his paternal tongue until the head came to rest at the back of Ray's throat.

"Oh yeah, dad," said Ryan, his eyes rolling in his head as his father started sucking as if his life depended on it, "that's fucking brilliant. You really know how to suck cock." Ray was on cloud nine, he always enjoyed blow-jobbing his sons and to consensually suck and taste the thick cocks that he himself had helped to create with his now forty-four years old wife. Luke resumed masturbating - he had hardly stopped since removing his clothes -- as he watched fascinated while his father and brother enjoyed some hot taboo gay sex ...

2.

Ryan was in a world of his own as Ray worked his mouth on his eldest son's aroused prick. After five minutes or so of continued cock sucking, Ryan pulled back and held his balls out in the palm of his hand.

"Go down on these, dad," Ryan said, "get both of them in your mouth at once."

"No problem, son," replied Ray who had taken all of Ryan's scrotum -and Luke's - in his mouth several times since the family orgies began, usually with his wife egging him on. Ray loved licking balls just as much as he did sucking cock and Ryan gasped again as his father's hot wet tongue slurped around his tight sweaty nutsacs, both balls bubbling with cum. Although Ryan knew he was building up to a spectacular orgasm, he didn't want to blow his load just yet, after all, the fun of another family party was just beginning and he wanted his mother to be there when the time did arrive for him to shoot his spunk.

Luke was beside himself with excitement as he carried on masturbating while audiencing on the intense scene and let out a few minor groans. "Don't cum yet, Luke," Ryan said, "you don't want mom to miss our cumshots."

"That's right, Luke," said Ray, looking up from licking Ryan's balls, "save it until your mom gets home. I love watching you both erupting over her. I just know your mom will really enjoy your Mother's Day presents."

"Bet there's not many sons give their moms their pricks for presents on Mother's Day, eh dad?" laughed Ryan.

"Nor their assholes," murmured Luke as memories of the rimming Carol had given him the day before while Ray was playing golf and Ryan had yet to arrive flooded back. The prospect of another of his mother's fabulous tongue-lashings of his tight sweaty anus when she got home today was simply exhilarating.

"Incest is probably more widespread than we imagine," said Ray, giving Ryan's comment serious thought, "its just that its not spoken about so much. I'm sure we're not the only ones who enjoy keeping it in the family."

Ray went back to slurping his tongue around Ryan's nuts while Luke slowed down the pace of his wanking. After another five minutes or so of non-stop licking, Ray removed his mouth from his eldest son's sweaty cum sacs and smiled up at him. "I think its Luke's turn for a blowjob now," he said.

"Of course, dad," replied Ryan, moving away and signifying with his eyes for his brother to take his place.

"That's what's so nice about you boys," Ray said as Luke moved into position, "you don't hog everything to yourselves."

"Gee, dad," said Ryan as he once again started to fondle his prick in his hands, "what kind of brothers would we be if we didn't allow each other equal rights?"

"Quite," said Ray who was about to say something else but his words were cut off by Luke replacing Ryan in his mouth. Ray gagged as the equally elongated prick of his youngest son hit the back of his throat. Luke had slipped it in so quickly that his father had not had a chance to lick the head of its pre-cum but he could taste it now, seeping from Luke's knobhead into his mouth as the young man pumped his cock in his father's face hole while enjoying his long awaited turn for a paternal blowjob.

"That's it, dad," said Ryan, who was masturbating furiously but not so furiously as to cum, "suck Luke hard like you sucked me. Take all of his prick in your hot wet mouth."

Luke grunted with pleasure as inch after inch of his big teenage prick became swallowed up deep inside his father's experienced mouth. Ryan was sighing as he watched while Ray went to Luke's balls and then back to his cock, making little gagging sounds which rose to a crescendo, along with Luke and Ryan's moans. The room resounded to the grunts and groans of hot incestuous gay sex, so much so that none of them heard the front door opening downstairs ... 

3.

Carol was feeling tired after her latest shift at the infirmary but not too tired to forego some fun with her family when she got home and was really looking forward to slutting out with them. For one thing it was Mother's Day and, for another, Ryan her eldest son would be there, making the journey from his home in the city especially to celebrate, so it would be a real family sex party this evening embracing everybody whom Carol held dear to her.

Not that she loved Ryan any more than Luke, they were both loved in equal measure but now that Ryan had moved home, she didn't see him so often so that, when she did, the love and desire she felt for him almost overwhelmed her. All day, while trying to concentrate on her patients, the thoughts of the evening's activities had been uppermost in her mind and now, as she let herself in, she smiled as she heard the sounds of sex coming from her and Ray's bedroom.

Carol went into the lounge and dropped her bag and then went into the kitchen to put the groceries she had bought at the store on the way home in the fridge and cupboard. She giggled to herself at the memory of the brief conversation she had had with Mrs. Chalmers, the store owner who had served her and who was a very nice lady which was why Carol didn't mind stopping for a little chat with her every now and then, just to pass the time of day.

"Hello, Mrs. Sheldrake," Mrs. Chalmers had said, "are you having a nice Mother's Day?"

"Not yet," Carol had replied, "I've had to work but I'm sure I shall have a nice time this evening." You can bet your sweet life I will, Carol had mused to herself. "My eldest son is visiting," Carol had resumed, "and I'm sure he and his brother will have a little treat for me."

There had been a mischievous glint in Carol's eyes as she said this since she knew it would be more of a big treat than a little one as images of her horny adult sons in the nude with their big pricks, balls and bottoms all fully and willingly exposed for her pleasure appeared in her mind's eye.

"My sons are taking me to a show and then to dinner," Mrs. Chalmers had continued, "will you being doing anything special?"

"Oh, I'm sure we shall," Carol had replied as she paid for her purchases and swept out, smiling in the knowledge that Mrs. Chalmers would be shocked if she realised just how special her sons' Mother's Day treat would be for her, that in less than an hour after their conversation she would be on her knees sucking her sons' big pricks before taking them one after the other up her cunt. 

Carol never stopped thanking her lucky stars that she and Ray had raised two loving sons who were as passionately interested in sex as their parents were. Ryan and Luke were always horny and always up for it and, just like Carol, really got off having sex while being watched and even when they were not, like yesterday before Ryan arrived and Ray had gone off to play golf. 

Left alone in the house with her youngest son, and with the absent Ray's blessing, Luke had made love to his mother, long, hard and sensuous, fucking her with a cast-iron confidence that Carol had found truly amazing. But, best of all, she loved being fucked by her sons while her husband was in the frame and the boys, too, got an added thrill knowing their father was present and Carol felt a frisson of excitement run through her as she packed away the groceries, knowing that another full family orgy was only minutes away.

Now, safely ensconced in the kitchen and with the groceries piled away, Carol held a cup under the tap and partook of a long cool drink of water to quench the thirst that had been building up all the way home. She would have liked a cup of coffee but making it would have delayed getting to where the action was and, after a long day's work, she really needed plenty of sex to help her relax and unwind from the rigours of the day.

Carol had another cup of water after the first, then she rinsed the cup and put it on the draining board to dry. More audible grunting and groaning was passing through the ceiling above her head and she decided to creep up the stairs quietly to surprise her men folk with her presence ...

4.

When she got to the landing, the door to the main bedroom was slightly ajar and from where she stood, Carol could see inside and her eyes widened with joy at the sight which greeted her. There was her tall handsome husband and her equally handsome sons, all stark bollock naked, with Ray on his knees in front of their youngest son, Luke, whose big prick was well and truly embedded in his father's mouth as Ray sucked him off, while Ryan stood wanking and watching. His right hand flew up and down the greasy shaft of his pole quicker, or so it seemed, than the speed of lightning. 

Ryan had his back to the door so that Carol had a perfect unobstructed view of his attractive bare ass. The sight of her eldest son's smooth shapely buttocks really turned her on and she licked her lips as she gazed unflinchingly at the firm young cheeks and the long narrow cleft of his divine ass crack, not to mention an exceptionally fine pair of slim athletic legs. 

Carol had always had a fetish for the male ass, like Ray she appreciated the ass's finer visual qualities, in fact it was Ray's decidedly muscular posterior which was one of the reasons she had first been attracted to him and both their sons had taken after him, not only in the cock department but in the ass stakes as well. All three men had incredibly sexy asses and as Carol continued to gaze at Ryan's, she felt herself getting wet. The scene was so intense that, instinctively, Carol's hand strayed up her skirt and she began to finger her fanny through her now quite damp knickers.

As she did so, Carol found herself pondering, not for the first time, how wise she and Ray had been to bring their sons up in the nudist way of life and to feel no shame about their bodies so that once they were old enough to become consenting adults, their graduation into incestuous sex was simply a natural progression of the family's unconventional lifestyle. She often thought back to the first time Ryan had joined in with her and Ray and they had made a man of their first son in one fail swoop, a process repeated on Luke when he was old enough to join the family sex club two years later. 

The boys had both been only too keen to join their parents for sex, there had never been any coercing them into the illicit relationship they now enjoyed. If anything, it had been their sons that had pressed their attentions on their mother and father, pressed being the operative word, although both Ray and Carol had strict rules about incest and had not allowed them to participate until they were both officially consenting adults -- which they both now obviously were -- and which is why Luke had to sit on the sidelines for two years while Ray, Carol and Ryan enjoyed many threesomes.

Now, a year on, Luke was most definitely a valued member of the family sex club and they were all enthusiastic sexualists with each incestuous orgy better than the last. Carol always got a big thrill just seeing her sons in the nude - and her husband too, of course - and not just their naughty bits but everything about their naked flesh: their broad shoulders, tight chests, muscular arms and legs and, naturally, their handsome smiling faces. She and Ray were inordinately proud of Ryan and Luke, whom Carol still thought of as her boys, even though they were both now very obviously adults, and she never ceased to revel in the joyous knowledge that it was she who had given birth to two such fine-looking men.

Carol enjoyed her family seeing her naked too, the seeing and being seen uninhibitedly nude was, to Carol, just as important and exciting as the sex. The family loved being completely nude together and had no inhibitions whatsoever while Carol adored being the only naked female among three naked horny men, enjoying the sensation that it was her tits and cunt they wanted with no competition to worry about. Things just would not be the same with another female present.

Now, at this moment, however, and after two or three minutes ogling her first born's bum, Carol could control herself no longer. She pushed the door fully open and strolled in ...

5.

"Well," Carol said, faking a stern voice though her eyes were dancing with merriment, "I can't leave you three alone for five minutes, can I?"

Ryan, startled by Carol's voice, spun his head quickly over his right shoulder, his eyes lighting up and his face breaking into a radiant smile as he beheld his mother standing in the doorway with her hand up her skirt, his excitement increasing as realisation dawned on him that she had been ogling his ass.

"Hi mom, happy Mother's Day," he said, turning to show Carol his aroused prick which throbbed even harder in his hand.

"Thank you, sweetheart," replied Carol, "you all look fucking fabulous in the nude."

Luke had his hands on his hips as Ray continued administering the blowjob but he turned his head too as Carol entered the room and smiled at his mother who had already started to take her clothes off. None of the men felt an iota of embarrassment at being caught in the act and were comfortable in their shared full frontal family nudity.




Happy Mother's Day



"Yeah mom, happy Mother's Day," added Luke, not batting an eyelid at being discovered naked by his mother with his stiff cock in his father's hot mouth, "dad's giving me a great blowjob."

"So I see," murmured Carol, "and I assume this party includes me, too."

It was a statement rather than a question and before the men could answer, Carol swiftly threw off her blouse and unhooked her bra, allowing her big tits to swing free. "That's better," she added, "with so much naked flesh around me, I was starting to feel somewhat overdressed."

"Been there long, honey?" asked Ray, momentarily looking up from blow-jobbing Luke and then resuming the sucking again as Carol started to speak.

"Not long," she replied, "I've been enjoying myself getting a good look at Ryan's fabulous bare ass."

"I'm pleased you enjoy ogling my ass, mom," said Ryan, "but I've got something else for you here, too," he continued, grinning and pointing his thick pole in Carol's direction. "It's your Mother's Day present."

"That is a beautiful cock, sweetheart, the best present I could wish for on this special day," replied Carol as she stared lovingly at Ryan's impressive hard-on and his delicious sperm-filled balls for several moments, as if seeing them for the very first time, her mouth watering as she took in the beauty of her son proudly displaying his gift to her.

Ryan let go of his cock, swinging his arms down by his sides so that his erection stood out at an acute angle from his body, fully on the horn. Ryan knew how much his mother loved exhibitionism, that it was just as exciting as the sex, and he was only too happy to stand there delightfully free of embarrassment and treat her to a good long scintillating look of his naked body, enjoying the sensation of having his own mother ogle him while, behind him, Ray and Luke now had a clear view of his ass.

Carol continued feasting her eyes on the jutting shaft of Ryan's prick, as if she was an art critic staring at a painting in a gallery, and licked her lips as she walked across the room and folded herself into her son's welcoming arms, gasping as she felt her present pressing hard against her midriff. Ryan was soon busy fondling his mother's tits with his hands while their mouths were joined in a deep French kiss ...

6.

"Wow, dad!" Luke almost screamed with excitement, "look at mom and Ryan getting it together."

"Mmm," Ray managed to croak without breaking the blow-jobbing and watching Ryan and Carol out the corners of his eyes.

"Your cock seems to get bigger every time you visit," said Carol, as she and Ryan broke the kiss and removed their tongues from each other's mouths as they came up for air and Carol immediately reached down with a hand to fondle Ryan's prick. "I'm so pleased you're home, sweetheart." "You didn't expect me to miss Mother's Day, surely, mom?" replied Ryan, "I've been looking forward to celebrating it with you, dad and Luke all week." With that, he lowered his head and began to nurse on Carol's tits, sucking first one and then the other before licking up and down her cleavage. Ray and Luke smiled as they watched the huge jugs rising and falling under the onslaught of Ryan's tongue.

"And celebrating in the best way possible," giggled Carol as Ryan opened his mouth to engulf her tits, "with lots of nice hot forbidden family sex." "We're sorry we started without you, mom," began Luke, as his father continued sucking his cock, "but we were all so horny ..."

"Stop it!" interrupted Carol, holding up a hand, "I'd have been annoyed if you hadn't started. This is a real Mother's Day treat to get home and find you all so horny and showing off your lovely nude bodies."

"What did I say, boys?" said Ray, again relinquishing Luke's cock from his mouth. "I told you your mom wouldn't be long in getting down to business once she got home."

"And lots of business, as you so charmingly call it, darling, we shall have," said Carol as Ryan continued munching her tits, "after all, the night is young, like our two fine young sons. But I need a shower first, though, then we can suck and fuck the night away together."

"Sounds great, mom," said Ryan as he stopped licking and sucking Carol's tits and helped her out of the rest of her clothes, undoing her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. He knelt in front of her and slipped his thumbs into the waistband of her knickers, noticing the damp patch on the front.

"Why, mom," he said, "you're all nice and wet."

"No prizes for guessing why," said Carol, giggling. "Now that you boys are old enough to join your dad and I, it has certainly spiced things up."

"That's the beauty of incest," said Ray, "not that there was anything wrong with our sex life, darling, before Ryan and Luke started participating."

"Of course not," said Carol.

"Glad to hear that," said Ryan, before sticking out his tongue and giving the damp patch on his mother's knickers a quick lick, savoring the feminine taste through the material. Then he quickly yanked them down, exposing the beautiful bush of Carol's pussy. Carol stepped out of her knickers and kicked them and the rest of her clothes into a pile on the bedroom floor where they landed close to the discarded clothes of her husband and sons. 

Carol was now completely naked like the rest of her family and was preening herself with pride, she loved being nude at any time but even more so when her family were present and likewise naked. Ryan reached out a hand and fondled his mother's dripping pussy, which Carol was happily displaying directly in front of his face, and then stuck out his tongue to give it another quick lick, this time without the encumbrance of her sodden knickers. 

"Oh, that's nice, sweetheart," said Carol, patting Ryan's head, "but let me go and freshen up first. Then you can lick my cunt as much as you like."

"Don't be long, mom," said Ryan, intoxicated by the sight, scent and taste of Carol's pussy and eager to get down to some serious and prolonged incestuous cunt licking. He gave his mother's mouth-watering gash one last quick lick before Carol turned and headed off to the bathroom, treating her three men to a mesmerising view of her bare ass cheeks rubbing together provocatively as she walked away from them.

"We want to get your Mother's Day party going," added Ryan as Carol reached the door.

"Yeah, be quick, mom," said Luke, "I've a nice big Mother's Day present for you too," he continued, smiling and turning to show his doting mother his equally impressive prick, fresh from his father's mouth.

"I can't wait to enjoy my presents," said Carol, looking back and smiling over her shoulder, "but I'm sure your father will keep you happy 'til I get back," she finished, smiling over her shoulder as she left the room. 

Ray did indeed keep his sons happy until Carol returned -- which wasn't long. Ray sucked their cocks and licked their assholes and the brothers returned the compliment on their father until, some fifteen minutes or so later, Carol walked back into the room, smelling nice and fresh from the shower. The three men wrinkled their noses at the refreshing scent of lilac emanating from Carol's now fully exposed body, their eyes on stalks as they gazed unwaveringly at her washed tits and cunt. 

Carol felt yet another, and altogether stronger, frisson of excitement course through her as three sets of masculine eyes ogled her naked charms as she stood there smiling back at them. As always, she was pleased to see that her men had no trouble with their erections as they stood tall and proud in front of her. 

Now the Mother's Day celebrations could really begin ...

7.

Carol's feminine aroma excited Ryan beyond belief as he once again folded himself into his mother's arms.

"Oh yeah, sweetheart," said Carol as Ryan once again worked his tongue around her massive melons, licking them hard before engulfing each one in turn in his mouth, "suck your mommies' titties." 

"Does that feel better, mom?" asked Luke, "now you're nude like the rest of us."

"It sure does, sweetheart," replied Carol, stepping back to face her three fine men, none of whom felt any guilt nor embarrassment whatsoever in their shared full frontal nudity. That had been placed on a back burner long since. Indeed, the knowledge that what they were doing was regarded as taboo by the more ignorant members of society, like the bible bashers and control freaks, only served to heighten the excitement of the forbidden proceedings for all four of them.

Carol licked her lips at the sight of the hard pricks of her three naked men that seemed to grow bigger in their owners' hands as they eyed up her equally naked frame. "Gee mom," said Luke," your tits and cunt are fucking awesome."

"Yeah, mom," said Ryan, "your body is a temple."

"Oh darlings, you say the sweetest things," Carol replied, thrilled at the effect her naked body was having on the three horny men of her family. Always a big fan of exhibitionism, she felt increasingly and exquisitely decadent as she stood there letting them get a good look at her cunt and tits. 

"I seem to remember you said exactly the same thing at our last family party," Carol continued, licking her lips at the scintillating sight in front of her.

"Yeah, mom," said Ryan, "and it won't be the last time we say it neither. Not when it's the truth."

"Why, thank you, Ryan," said Carol, "and you boys both have lovely big pricks, just like your horny father. Has he given you a really hot blowjob, too, just like the one I saw him giving Luke?"

"Sure fucking has, mom," said Ryan, "dad's a really great cocksucker."

"Thanks, Ryan," said Ray, "I do my best," he finished, giggling.

"Not having a cock, I can't really comment," replied Carol, "though judging by the way he licks my cunt when we're alone together, I'm sure he is fantastic. Anyway, now its my turn."

"Come over here, boys, next to me," said Ray, "you both look like you're really hungry for some of your mother's nice hot blowjobs."

The brothers moved into position next to their father, the three men smiling down at the female family slut as she paid homage to their manhoods. They immediately peeled back their foreskins, proudly exposing their pink bulbous knobheads, slick with pre-cum, as they clustered in a semi-circle around Carol who was then surrounded by the three hard pulsating pricks of her men staring directly into her face, along with their sweaty cum-laden balls. 

Carol licked her lips at the awe-inspiring sight of her husband and sons proudly showing off to her their balls and hard-ons. All three pricks were as solid as the rock of ages, a testament to how incredibly horny the men were feeling.

"What a lot of lovely big pricks," said Carol, examining the three erect rods which the men were making available for her inspection just an inch or two away from her admiring eyes. She never ceased to marvel at the way her three men seemed to stay permanently hard, no drooping sagging pricks here like some she could remember from her youth before she got it together with, and later married, Ray. 

"Such fabulous Mother's Day presents," Carol went on, her mouth salivating, "what more could a mommy slut like me ask for on this special day?"

"That's right, honey," said Ray, "we knew you wouldn't want anything else for presents, didn't we, boys?"

"Sure fucking did, dad," said Luke. 

"Yeah, mom," said Ryan, "and we hope you like your presents, too."

Carol giggled. "I sure do, sweetheart," she said, her mouth again filling with saliva as her eyes rested on the twitching fuck poles, pre-cum seeping from their piss slits and glistening in the light from the chandelier. She reached out a hand and gave Ryan's cock another little squeeze. "Its lovely the way you and Luke enjoy showing off your big pricks," she went on. "I can see I shan't have to be sending off for any viagra."

"Hopefully never," mumbled Ray.

"Do you like me seeing your big pricks, boys?" asked Carol, lasciviously.

"Yeah, mom, we love you and dad seeing our big fucking pricks," said Ryan. "Don't we, Luke?"

"Sure do, Ryan," replied Luke, "and our balls and asses, too. I hope you like my present too, mom."

"Of course I do, sweetheart," said Carol, letting go of Ryan's prick and taking hold of Luke's, "it's a beautiful present. And we love seeing them too, don't we honey?" she continued, looking up at Ray and smiling the smile of a proud wife and mother.

"Yeah," Ray replied, enjoying the dirty small talk which was always a feature of their family orgies, even though the same thing was said at nearly all of them and which none of them ever tired of, "its great to see both our naked boys proudly showing off their pricks to their mom and dad."

"And not just their pricks. Turn round, all of you," commanded Carol, "and let me see those beautiful asses of yours."

"Sure mom," said Ryan, who quickly turned his back, followed immediately by Ray and Luke who did the same, spinning round to show Carol their naked backsides. Ryan reached round with a hand and stroked his own ass to draw even more of his mother's attention to it ...

8.

"Which side's my best, mom?" Ryan joked, stroking his ass while looking over his shoulder and smiling at his parents and brother.

"Each is as good as the other," replied Carol, for whom the visual delights were just as important as the sex itself, "you've got a beautiful bottom, your cheeks and cleft are just perfect."

"What about mine, mom?" asked Luke. "I hope you like my ass, too."

"Yes, of course, dear," said Carol, "you've got a wonderful ass, too."

"Gee, thanks, mom," said Luke, "that's good to know."

Ray turned back and went to stand next to Carol to cast similar admiring glances at his sons' bare bottoms as he had done earlier before his wife put in her timely appearance. The brothers bent over, sticking out their asses in front of their parents and Carol leaned forward and stroked Ryan's with her right hand and Luke's with her left.

"Such lovely asses," Carol murmured as her sons thrilled to her touch, "are these my presents, too?"

"Sure are, honey," said Ray, masturbating as he watched his wife touching up his sons' beautifully smooth butt cheeks.

"What about dad's ass, mom?" asked Ryan.

"My, all these questions!" laughed Carol. "I said just now, didn't I, that you've all got beautiful asses?"

Satisfied with Carol's answers to their questions, Ryan and Luke stood and turned back to face their parents with their cocks so hard they stood up against their navels, enhancing the appearance of their balls into the bargain which, in each case, swung low in fuzzes of hot sweaty pubes. 

"I'm really pleased you're home, Ryan," Carol said again, smiling up at him as she went back to twirling his balls and fondling his prick, "now we really are a complete fucking family again. And that is such a beautiful prick."

"Thanks mom," said Ryan, enjoying showing off his prick to his mother in its erect state as he always did, "its all yours."

Carol reached out her hands and pulled Ryan even closer to her by his ass cheeks, luxuriating again in the feel of her eldest son's tight fleshy ass as she touched up his bare buns, kneading them in her hands as if they were dough, and ran a forefinger deftly along the narrow cleft of his ass crack. She felt Ryan's asshole twitch as she drove her finger deeper inside the tight sweaty orifice.

"That's the way, honey," said Ray, "stick your fingers up our eldest son's tight fucking asshole. Stretch it."

"Here mom," said Ryan, "this'll make it easier for you."

Carol removed her forefinger and rested back on her haunches as Ryan turned his back to her again and bent over so that his firm naked ass cheeks stood out prominently in front of his mother's face, the two succulent rounded buns smooth and hairless and in perfect proportion to the rest of Ryan's young athletic body. 

"Spread your cheeks, son," said Ray, "open up that tight sweaty asshole."

Ryan clasped his naked buttocks and spread them with his hands, exposing and winking his asshole to his family, and Carol took this as a firm invitation to resume fingering, adding a second finger as she continued to probe Ryan's ass, then a third as she slid them all the way up the pink puckered hole while also enjoying the almost hypnotic sight of her son's big balls and rock hard cock hanging down between his legs ...

9. 

Ryan gasped with joy, marvelling to himself and not for the first time how odd it was that such intense pain could be so pleasurable and the fact that it was not any fingers that were digging into him but those of his own glorious mother, exciting him to the core as Carol continued to stretch her son's tight exposed asshole with her long-nailed talons while Ray and Luke looked on. This went on for some ten minutes or so, she wanted to make sure Ryan's asshole would be fully acceptable of his father's and brother's pricks when the time eventually arrived for them to fuck him.

"Oh my god, your asshole is so fucking hot, baby," said Carol. "Spread your cheeks wider for me."

"I'm pleased you like touching up and fingering my ass, mom," said Ryan, looking over his shoulder and smiling as he pulled his buns apart as far as they would go in response to Carol's order who immediately began fingering again. 

After five minutes or so, Carol could no longer resist treating Ryan to a long hard rimming. She removed her fingers from Ryan's asshole, stuck out her hot wet tongue and, as a prelude to getting down and dirty on his hole, began to kiss and lick each of her son's firm round cheeks as audible sighs of approval came from Ray and Luke who closed in around them to get a closer look. When Carol was satisfied that she had her husband and youngest son's full attention, she spat some spit into Ryan's fuck tunnel and then sent her skilful tongue in-between the cheeks as she began to rim her first born's anus. Ryan gasped as his mother licked his ass.

"Oh yeah, mom!" he cried, "that is fucking fantastic. You really know how to lick ass."

"That's it son," said Ray, "push your fucking asshole back against your mom's face. Let her taste the sweat."

Ryan glanced over his shoulder again, smiling broadly as he pressed his butt hard up against Carol's mouth who groaned as she buried her head between her son's buns. For the incestuous Sheldrake family at that moment in time, the rest of the world had simply ceased to exist as they completely lost themselves in their love and enthusiasm for kinky taboo sex.

"Yeah," said Ray, "that is an awesome sight, isn't it, Luke?"

"Yeah, dad," said Luke, "Ryan has a really nice ass."

Ryan grinned at his horny perverted family, he loved exposing his asshole to them just as much as he did showing off his prick and balls. Carol was busily tonguing his asshole as if there was no tomorrow, she loved giving her men anal pleasure and had been determined to do some rimming of their assholes that evening even before she had left work.

"Ryan not only has a nice ass but a nice prick, too," said Ray, "as do you Luke," he added, hastily, not wanting to show favouritism. If he had, the effect was lost on Luke.

"Thanks, dad," the youngest son replied, "I'm quite fond of my prick and ass, too."

"You should be, son," said Ray, still eager to make what he regarded as amends for his earlier remark, "a man's cock should be his pride and joy. Shouldn't it, Ryan?"

"That's right, dad," Ryan replied, still enjoying his mother's tongue thrashing of his ass. "I love my prick and my big balls. And my ass, too," he added almost as an afterthought.

"Me too, dad," said Luke, "I get so much fun from them."

"And completely free of charge, too," laughed Ray.

Carol suddenly stopped licking and removed her mouth from Ryan's ass crack, the young man straightening up and turning to face his horny relatives, his face a portrait of pleasure.




Happy Mother's Day



"That was a great rimming, mom," he said, "and I want my prick to get the same attention."

"You guys have the best pricks in the world," Carol said, as, still on her knees, she manoeuvred herself into a more comfortable position. 

"Gee mom," said Ryan, "all these compliments you guys come out with are enough to give anyone a big head," he said, his grin growing wider by the second, feeling really pleased with himself while his asshole twitched following Carol's intense rimming.

"Looks like you've already got one, dear," said Carol, talking in a mumsy voice as if he was indeed still a baby and not the fine handsome sexy adult he now was with a firm male adult ass and big adult prick which Carol held in her hand, admiring the exposed purple head peeping through its foreskin and enjoying the feel of its supple texture. Ryan's cock throbbed in her hand as she ran it up and down the long greasy shaft.

"Would you like me to do something about this, sweetheart?" she said, still holding the prick in her touchy feely hands.

"Yeah mom, please suck my prick," replied Ryan with eager enthusiasm.

"With pleasure, darling," said Carol, "my baby really wants his prick sucked."

"Quit talking, honey, and get sucking," said Ray, with an edge of impatience in his voice, keen to get on with the action and not wanting to waste any further time.

Carol didn't say anymore, at least not for the time being, wasting no further time as she leaned forward and quickly took the thick rod of her offspring into her mouth, her right cheek puffing out as the head nudged against the inside before taking the entire erect penis to the far reaches of her educated throat. 

She smiled happily as the taste of her own son filled her mouth as she hungrily devoured one of her Mother's Day presents while Ryan's sweaty cum-filled balls jumped and danced against her chin ...

10.

Ryan's eyes rolled in his head again, just as they did when his father had sucked him. He loved being blow-jobbed and he placed his hands on his mother's head as he pumped his swollen membrane in and out of Carol's hot enthusiastic mouth, his mother making little gagging sounds as she swallowed as much of her son's prick as she could, sucking for all she was worth with a glowing feeling of maternal pride.

Ryan looked down at his hot sexy mother sucking long and hard on his cock; as in all their other orgies, first the threesomes with Carol and Ray before Luke was old enough to join in and now the full family parties, he still couldn't quite believe it was happening, a dream that really had come true. 

Ray and Luke were both masturbating as they watched Carol sucking Ryan. Luke didn't mind his mother giving her whole attention at that moment to his brother, he and his sibling had never been in competition with each other for either of their parents' affections and, in any case, he got to do threesomes with Carol and Ray when Ryan was away from home and so could not complain since there were lots of times when he had his parents all to himself and sometimes just his mother. He continued masturbating as he watched Carol going to town on Ryan's prick while Ray smiled the smile of a very proud father. 

"Fuck," Ray said, "that looks incredible. Where did I put the camcorder?"

"Its over there, dad," said Luke, nodding towards Carol's dressing table while still pumping his prick in and out of her mouth. "You gonna make another porn video of us?"

"Can never have enough porn, son," replied Ray, picking up the camcorder and switching it on. "Especially when it's home-made." Ray circled round Carol, Ray and Luke, holding the camcorder in one hand and wanking his prick with the other. He leaned in to get a close-up of Luke masturbating before moving round to take some close-up's of his youngest son's naked ass and then focused on the continuing blowjob between his wife and eldest son.

After five minutes, Carol let Ryan's cock fall out of her mouth with a small pop and then licked his balls for a few more moments before turning her attention to Luke to treat son number two to another of her stupendous maternal blowjobs. She gagged again as all eight inches of her youngest son's thick cock probed the back of her stretched throat. 

Luke's patience was sated at last and he gasped as his mother's hot mouth wrapped itself around his aroused prick while his father aimed the camera directly at them for some close-ups. Even though Luke had lost count now of the number of blowjobs his mother -- and father, too -- had given him in the past year or so since he had been old enough to participate in the family sex club, he still enjoyed each one as if it was the first.

"Enjoying that, Luke?" said Ryan, standing back and masturbating, his cock soaked in Carol's saliva.

"Fucking well am, Ryan," replied Luke, "like you said, mom's a great cocksucker, just like dad."

"Thanks, Luke," said Ray, "but I think your mom is the best cocksucker of all."

"Yeah, dad," said Ryan, "the best in the world."

"And we're both so pleased you boys are now consenting adults and enjoy making our sex lives a proper family affair," went on Ray. "There can't be that many moms and dads who happily let their sons join them, nor many sons who'd even want to."

"Yeah, dad," said Ryan, "but then Luke and I aren't just any sons, we're yours and mom's, a really special family."

"Sure are, son," said Ray who moved round to capture some hardcore views of Luke's rock-like cock deep in Carol's mouth. "As close as any family are ever likely to be. But remember this is incest so nobody else must ever know."

"You don't have to say that, dad," said Ryan. "We ain't stupid." Carol suddenly stopped sucking Luke and looked up at Ray and Ryan. "Are you two going to discuss the whys and wherefores of incest all night or are you going to stick two fingers up at society and just enjoy yourselves?"

"Sorry, mom," said Ryan, "I can assure you I'm enjoying myself immensely."

"Me, too," said Luke.

"What we do in the privacy of our own home is up to us," went on Carol, "this is all mutually consenting and no concern of anybody else, so let's stop talking about it and get on with the fun."

"Sure, mom," said Luke, sliding his undiminished cock back into his mother's mouth and effectively preventing her from voicing any more criticism of Ray and Ryan's debate.

"And what's more, we've only just begun," said Ray and then, after a moment's hesitation, "ooh, I feel a song coming on."

"Don't start singing, dad, for fuck's sake," said Ryan, grinning, "that really will put the kybosh on things."

"Thanks a lot, son," said Ray, feigning annoyance.

Everyone laughed at Ryan's thinly veiled criticism of Ray's vocal talents as the party started to gain momentum. After another five minutes of continuous sucking of Luke's cock, Carol suddenly stood up and moved across to the bed. 

"You boys get me so fucking horny," Carol said, as she lay down on her back and lifted her legs, spreading them wide and exposing the fullness of her juicy moist cunt, "but now my pussy needs some attention, too."

"Go ahead, boys," said Ray, camcorder at the ready, "let's get some really hot porn scenes of both of you licking your mom's pussy. You know how much she likes being licked down there."

Ryan didn't need any encouragement, he absolutely adored licking his mother's cunt. He'd licked a few girlfriends' fannies in the past but none compared with that of his own mother, it was always so juicy and soft and when Carol came, she always came hard while the scent and taste of her love box was out of this world ...

11.

The Sheldrake Family Sex Club was now in full swing with each of them mustering all the passion at their disposal that they could find. Getting off on being watched helped, of course, not that any of them really needed any help, they were all totally into it and didn't have to put on any acts of false bravado as they started the build-up to another cum-drenched family fuckfest.

The pace was certainly moving up a notch, Carol noticed happily, as Ryan knelt down in front of his much-loved mother and spread her labia with his hands and Carol sighed contentedly at the prospect of the pleasures that were about to be bestowed on her. As Ryan feasted his eyes on Carol's cunt, his brother declined his head towards their mother's tits and began sucking the huge delicious melons, slurping his tongue over the dark aureoles and erect nipples while Ray again circled round his wife and sons looking for interesting camera angles.

After a few moments enjoying the visual beauty of Carol's pussy, Ryan quickly buried his head in the steaming maternal muff, savouring its feminine aroma and enjoying the sensation as he breathed in the scent of the hole from which he and Luke had emerged as babies. To Ryan, there was absolutely no doubt: his mother's cunt was the best cunt in the world.

"Run your tongue along it, son," said Ray, zooming the camcorder in for some close-ups, "lick it real hard."

Ryan glanced at his father and smiled, then he opened his mouth and stuck out his young but now far from inexperienced tongue and began to flick it up, down and over the long moist gash between his mother's silky pink cunt lips as he tugged on his cock. Carol responded to the invasion of her cunt by her son's talented tongue with lots of "oohs" and "aahs" which grew louder as Ryan licked deeper.

Ray kept the camcorder fully focused on Ryan and Carol, he had made several films now of his red hot family in action and always tried to improve on each one. Being into sex really showed on film, Ray knew from his collection of professional porno films, and he was determined to capture all the gloriously perverted action of what he knew, in time to come, would be an unforgettable Mother's Day party.

Ray was pleased that the family all had gallons of sexual energy to spare, it was always good to have as much as possible in the room when shooting his home-made porn films. Ryan and Carol, and Luke too, all knew how much Ray as a director got off on filming the action and they were determined to put on an excellent show for his voyeuristic camera, in which vein they were undoubtedly succeeding. They were all totally shameless, not caring what anybody else thought. It was their lives and they were all consenting adults. 

Luke was still sucking Carol's tits and wanking his cock as Carol's moans and groans echoed round the room as her sons heaped pile upon pile of pleasure on her. Ryan's hot wet tongue located Carol's clit and began to run rings around the hard nubbin, causing the horny wife and mother to cry out in ecstasy. 

"Oh my god!" she screamed, "this is so fucking hot."

"Yeah," said Ray, leaning in to take some more close-ups, "it looks fucking hot, too."

Carol's screams subsided into more lady-like whimpers as Ryan increased the pace, his hungry tongue soaking up the juices from his mother's delicious pussy. Ryan probed Carol's steaming depths and didn't want to stop, he'd been looking forward to this moment all week and was overjoyed to once more be giving his beautiful mother so much sexual gratification.

"Don't stop, sweetheart," Carol managed to murmur, lifting her legs higher and spreading them wider, "this is just superb, the best Mother's Day I've ever spent. You're driving me absolutely wild with your hot fucking tongue."

Her whimpering rose again into loud grunts and then her screams reverberated around the room as Ryan's tongue continued working its magic. Luke slid his cock into his mother's mouth to muffle her screams as Ray moved in as close as possible to avoid the scene becoming a blur on his camcorder as he carried on filming the intense taboo action for the pornographic family album ...

12.

Carol manoeuvred herself up the bed, pulling Ryan with her and then mounted him sixty-nine style. As she lowered her cunt onto Ryan's mouth, her own mouth simultaneously engulfed her eldest son's cock. The horny mother and son rocked back and forth on the bed, licking and sucking, the springs creaking while Ray filmed and Luke stood masturbating in front of his family as he watched the non-stop incestuous action.

"Fuck," Luke said, after Ryan and Carol had been sixty-nining for several minutes, Carol expertly alternating her administrations between sucking Ryan's prick and licking his balls, "I can't wait to have some of that myself."

Ryan somehow managed to drag himself away from Carol's cunt and smiled at Luke. "Here, little bruv," he said, "come and takeover."

Luke jumped in quickly, eagerly pulling Carol to the edge of the bed and got to his knees quicker than the speed of sound as Ryan dismounted. Seconds later, Luke was licking his mother's pussy with the same hungry enthusiasm of his brother. He ran his hot tongue all the way along the slit-like gash as Carol lay on her back, placing her legs over Luke's shoulders. 

As her second son increased the pressure on her cunt with his tongue, running circles around the hard swollen nub of her clit, Carol's legs tightened around Luke's neck. Ray and Ryan clapped and cheered as they watched Carol and Luke in hot steamy incestuous action, Luke once again proving himself, much to his mother's delight, to be just as accomplished a cunt licker as his father and brother.

Just like his brother, Luke could never get enough of Carol's cunt, he licked at the beautifully trim pussy and expertly flicked his tongue over the hard nubbin of his mother's clit, enjoying the taste as he lapped up her juices. Every now and then he looked up and smiled, making Carol's heart melt. She squealed with pride and happiness as she lifted her legs off Luke's shoulders and pointed them upwards until they were so high in the air her feet faced directly at the ceiling. 

Ryan climbed onto the bed and sat on his mother's face to have his ass licked, treating Carol to a hardcore pornographic style view up between his legs as he spread his buns before slowly descending southwards, gasping when the short journey was completed and his hole made contact with Carol's tongue. Ray was finding it very difficult to concentrate on filming as he wanked his cock harder, so turned on was he by the hot taboo action taking place in front of him.

"You boys are fucking amazing," Ray said as Ryan settled his asshole as comfortably as possible onto Carol's mouth and then took hold of her legs and held them apart as far as was humanly possible to give Luke's young but now far-from-inexperienced tongue complete access to her steaming pussy. The look on Carol's face was one of pure wanton lust as Luke's tongue explored her cunt while her own tongue similarly explored Ryan's asshole.

"Ooh, this is wonderful, mom," Luke murmured, several minutes later, in-between licking along the tight shaven groove with rapid ease, up and down his mother's cunt, so that neither his father nor brother, nor least of all his mother, would have thought he was still fairly new to the sex parties. "Your cunt tastes so nice."

"And your tongue feels so great licking it, sweetheart," said Carol as Ryan, fearful he might be suffocating his beautiful mother with his ass, climbed off the bed to enable her to speak. "You're an expert cunt licker, just like your father and brother." 

"Yeah, you look like you've been licking cunt for years, son," said Ray, who had been busy recording the events for the latest entry in the family sex club pornography collection. "Didn't take you long to get into the swing of things."

"Yeah," Carol managed to murmur between her grunts and groans of pleasure, "the boys are both so good at this."

"Thanks mom, thanks dad," Luke replied, his face besmirched with a load of Carol's secreted pussy juice, before resuming his oral expertise. "Mom's cunt is the best in the world."

Carol was about to say something but Luke's tongue on her clit cut off her words and instead made her let out a wail that would have woken the dead. Ray put the camcorder down and moved across to the bed and climbed over his wife and slid his big cock into her mouth to muffle her screams, just as Luke had done earlier. Ryan picked up the camcorder and took over filming where his father had left off.

"This is going to be our best porn film yet," he said, succinctly. "Let's film mom and Luke doing a sixty-nine."

Just as Carol had sixty-nined with Ryan earlier, so she now repeated the process with Luke as they got into the requisite position and Ryan filmed the scene for posterity. As Luke lifted his right leg high in the air, Ryan handed the camera back to Ray for his father to record a hot view of Luke's smooth teenage ass cheeks and crack. 

Luke's bare buttocks clenched as his mother swallowed his prick whole, the elongated membrane completely vanished from view as it disappeared into the depths of Carol's hungry all-enveloping mouth while Luke carried on licking her fanny, his balls slapping against Carol's chin. Ray then pointed the camera at Ryan to get some close-ups of his eldest son who was sporting the best erection he had ever had while his balls juggled in unison as he wanked, both nutsacs full of hot sweaty sperm. "You're absolutely right, Ryan," said Ray as he returned to filming his wife and Luke still enjoying their sixty-nine, "this really is going to be our best ever porn production."

"Yeah, dad," replied Ryan, "every bit as good as a professional porn film, eh?"

"Too right," agreed Ray as Carol and Luke broke the sixty-nine and Luke climbed up his mother to once again lick and suck her tits, which he loved doing just as much as licking her cunt, while Ryan moved in and dropped to his knees and again started on Carol's cunt. Ray was so full of pride in his two horny naked sons as he filmed them having sex with their mother that, not surprisingly, he could scarcely control the camera ...

13.

The consensual family orgy went on until well into the early hours, the grunting and groaning increasing as the sounds of hardcore incestuous sex mingled with the rain that had started to fall outside and was now busily lashing against the windows with sharp staccato thuds. 

"Sure is great to be together again as a family," Ray kept on saying as more swellings of pride in his sons swept over him. 

"Yeah, dad," said Ryan, "a real hot fucking family."

Indeed, they were as close as any family could ever hope to be and completely happy and confident with their incestuous taboo lifestyle. The rest of the world could think what it liked.

Ray smiled with pleasure at the sight of his proud slag of a wife on her knees, her big tits swaying, as she waited for their sons to once again prove their love for their mother by shooting their hot incestuous spunk over her. The brothers stood either side of her, jerking their cocks which were red raw from all the intense sucking that had gone on so far during the family orgy. 

"Yeah, Ryan," said Luke, "and now mom can have our spunk, too."

"Do you want to empty the contents of these all over me?" asked Carol, knowing full well the answer as she teased them by fondling their balls which they were moments away from draining, Ryan's in her right hand and Luke's in her left.

"Yeah, mom," said Luke, "we want to cum all over you." Almost before Carol had time to open her mouth, the brothers both let out loud cries as they signified that they were both about to shoot their thick loads of pearly white cum. 

"Aaagh!" they both screamed at the tops of their voices, "oh yeah, mom and dad, here I cum," went on Ryan and immediately let fly with a cumshot to rival the great porn star Peter North. He would have been green with envy had he been there to witness Ryan's orgasm.

"Oh yes, boys!" screamed Carol, her voice sizzling with lust, "cum your loads for mommy. Shoot it all over me."

Ryan screwed up his eyes and took aim, his legs buckling and his body racking with pleasure at the build up to the zenith of sexual achievement, trembling with excitement as he let fly with a humdinger of an orgasm. The first of his spurts flew rapidly through the air and landed on Luke just above his navel and Luke smiled as he felt his brother's hot spunk run down into the crevice where he had once been joined umbilically to his mother. The second, third and fourth spurts of Ryan's colossal orgasm, however, landed firmly on Carol's face and tits as he aimed in their direction, hitting their target with spot-on precision, his spunk erupting like lava from a volcano. 




Happy Mother's Day



Like most students, I took thanksgiving weekend as a chance to come home. Sadly it was only for a long weekend, but despite the brevity, my family really appreciated my visit. I was well into the swing of school and had a ton of work to do for my classes. This didn't give me much time to see my friends.

After studying all night I decided to give it a rest and get ready for bed. I put on my pyjamas and brushed my teeth. I slipped under my covers and closed my eyes.

I woke up to a dark room. I looked at my alarm clock to see it was one am. My mouth was super dry and I wanted a drink. I got out of bed and left my room headed for the kitchen.

When I stepped out of my room into the upstairs hallway I heard a strange noise. A repetitive bumping I could not identify. This strange noise peaked my curiosity. It was emanating from a room down the hall. I approached the door that hid the noise. I put my ear up to it and could hear muffled moans accompanying the knocking.

I thought now I knew what it was, but at this time of night? I couldn't decipher whether the moans were in pleasure or pain. I pushed at the door thinking maybe I would save the day. I opened the door to see two bodies moving under the cover of a bed. No day saving tonight, I thought.

The figures had their backs to me and did not notice my presence. The one on top was bouncing on the one under. There sheet fell off and completely exposed them.

Still standing there shocked at the scene, I peered at the two naked figures. I noticed it was a man and a woman. The woman's huge breasts were bouncing as she slid on the...wow the male figure had a massive cock. I couldn't correctly assess its length as it was almost always at least halfway inside the woman, but it was super thick.

The figures continued to bounce and moan. My brain continued to adjust to being awake, as my eyes adjusted to the dark. I could see the female figure's blonde hair bounce around revealing a mark on her shoulder when it went to the up-swing. I squinted at the mark to make it out. It was a tattoo of a flower. My mother has a flower tattooed on her shoulder too I thought. Oh god! I've been watching my mother and father fucking!

I froze in shock. I must have let out a peep because my parents stopped. My mom reached for the blanket to cover her tits and turned around.

"Oh hi sweetie, need something?" She said calmly.

I couldn't form words.

"Your mother and I couldn't sleep, I guess we weren't the only ones." My father said.

Still I stood frozen, my face must have been totally white.

"What your father and I were doing was totally natural." My mother said. "Not to mention it feels awesome."

"You should give it a try sometime." My mother added.

Oh god, was she really suggesting I fuck my dad? Before I could fully realize what I had just been offered, my mother dropped the bed sheet covering her, she got up and walked over to me.

My mother was fairly good looking, I mean my apple did fall from her tree after all. She was petite like me. In fact we pretty much looked like sisters, despite the age difference. She had me at a very young age, even though I was 18 now she was still just 36. I had other siblings, but despite this, and father time, my mother's body was still very tight. Her big tits still retained some perkiness, as did her legs and butt. She did however have a bit of size on me.

I was rather skinny, only packing fat in the right places. For the most part she was too, but she packed a little more in those places. My mother had a booty! I mean one of those ones you see bouncing around in rap videos.

She walked closer to me and stopped extending a hand.

"Come on honey, let me show you how fun this can be." She said.

Still in shock I couldn't coax my body to move. My mother took my hand, and pulled me to follow her as she returned to the bed and my father. She sat me down on the bed that housed my naked dad. He was lying there covered with a sheet, but sheet or no sheet you could see he was gently stroking.

"honey, you need to relax." My mother said.

My mother put her hands on my shoulders.

"You are a big girl now, it's time you start acting like one." She told me starring into my green eyes.

She moved her head towards me, and started to touch her lips to mine. I didn't know what to do. She kept kissing me, when I did not pull away, she made her move. She slithered her tongue between my lips, pushing them apart. Her hands were now around my back as she pulled me close to her naked form and kissed me deeper. All the while my father lay silent in the bed, stroking, enjoying the show his wife and daughter was giving to him. It was his wife running the show, I merely hadn't run in fear yet.

"Good girl, but we still need to get you out of those pyjamas." Said my mother.

She then pulled at my top, pulling it off over my head exposing my boobs. She stood me up to show off my chest, but also to continue disrobing my tight teen body. She pulled down my pants to expose my little wet pussy. My body didn't know what my mind did, it just saw two people fucking and I liked sex.

I stood in front of my father, next to my mother, all three of us naked.

"She has a real tight pussy." My mother said to my father, he nodded in agreement.

"Now honey, why don't you give your father a better look." She said pulling the sheet that used to be covering his dick.

He had a massive prick. Easily much bigger than Fred's. It was the biggest one I'd ever seen. Probably close to a foot in length. He sat there stroking the big pecker. He reached his free hand out to me. It found my crotch, he began to rub me while he jerked off.

"She is wet baby, I think she likes this." He said.

My mother's lips soon replaced my father's hand. He was rubbing my little pussy while getting head from my mom.

"Why don't you join her." My father said.

"Yea cum join me." Said my mother as she came up for air.

My father guided me down to his crotch. My mother pointed the big pole in my direction, I opened my mouth and my father applied pressure to the back of my head. My father's cock head slid in and out of my mouth. After while my mouth pulled my head off the cock. She grabbed my father's big dick from me and said:

"No honey like this, see." 

She plunged the cock into her mouth, when it went half way in she paused. I could see her struggling a bit. Her eyes welled up and she pushed even further. She snaked her lips down the shaft slowly making it disappear. she paused when her lips reached the base. She held her position for a few seconds then spit out the big dick as she came back up for air.

"Now you try." My Mother said. "Remember try like I did, it will be hard to do, but try your best."

I leaned down and wrapped my lips around daddy's dick. I slide them down till about 1/4 of his length was in my mouth.

"Did I do good?" I asked.

My father and mother both looked at me with disappointment and shook their heads.

"I know you can do much better honey, now try again." Mom said.

I put my lips back in front of him, taking a deep breath I put them on my father's dick. I pushed and pushed my head but could only get half of his big cock in. I hurriedly came off after admitting failure to gasp for air.

"That was a little better, but I can see your technique still needs a lot of work." Mommy said.

She kept watching as I kept failing to get daddy's cock all the way in my throat.

"We can practice this later." She said. "But for now let's try something else."

"What mommy?" I asked.

"Here let me show you." She responded.

She stood up, got onto the bed, and hovered over his cock.

"Now hold your father's cock straight up honey." My mother instructed.

I reached out doing as I was told. She lowered herself and I guided the big dick into her cunt. She slid herself all the length of the big pole before moving up. She slid all the way up exposing the head to me once more. I continued to guide daddy's dick and guided it back into her on her down stroke. We repeated this process many times.

"Now you know what to do, get up there and give daddy a try." She said.

We switched positions. As I had before she grabbed his big prick and pointed it at my pussy. She rubbed the tip on me teasing me some. I then took the plunge, allowing myself to fall down on him, My daddy's big dick was pulsing inside me. I lowered myself as far as I could then started to ride. I went slow at first then much harder after awhile.

I came and came all over the big dick, my mommy looking up at me all the while smiling. She was happy to see her daughter enjoyed her daddy's big dick as much as she did.

"Shit she is super tight!" My dad screamed. "I can't hold back." He said. "I want to shoot in her!" He was still screaming.

I felt the shaft begin twitch. Oh god I thought, I don't want to get a new sister out of this. He felt so good though, I couldn't convince my body to get off. He shot thick gobs in me as I bounced. I didn't stop until he was done. I eventually got off and snuggled up to him in the bed. My mother was now spooning me from behind.

"I'm so glad you came home to visit." My mother said.



Happy Mother's Day



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Happy Mother's Day Ch. 02



**Due to huge reader feedback, I wrote the sequel to Happy Mother, which was intended to be a one-shot deal for Mother's Day, 2004. However, I believe in giving you readers what you want, so here's another chapter. Chapters 3, 4, and 5 are in the works, and I have ideas for more, but I won't write it unless there's enough response, so please, leave some feedback! Don't forget to vote!**

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Labor Day had come and gone. Classes started back up at the University and I was away from home. For the first time in my life, I was homesick...no, it was more than that. I was heartbroken and lovesick. 

Dorm life was pretty much the same this year as it was the semester before; half-naked girls wandering around, beer, loud dorm-mates, beer, the occasional pot smoking art student, beer, video games, and a little more beer. The girls didn't really grab my attention that much; don't get me wrong, all manner of hot tight ass was paraded through, from Cuban to Caucasian, from Australian to African. Tight asses, shapely legs, shorts so short they should have been panties, and braless tits swaying invitingly under tight t-shirts with the latest catch phrases from T-shirt Hell paraded through the hall at all hours of every day. There was just something lacking about it, however, something that I just couldn't put my finger on: Mom.

After screwing each other pretty much once a day last summer—except when Grandma stopped over for a week—I really did miss not having her hot pussy sliding up my length and grinding in slow circles. I learned more about sex from my mother in three months than I had in three years of reading forums in dirty magazines and looking up porn on the internet.

College slowly took over my thoughts. Classes were a bitch, homework was hell, and my roommate was some sort of divine punishment for what I had done in a past life...or last summer. Occasionally I got a phone call from Mom and every once in a while, I'd get a letter. None of it was out of the ordinary; it was as if last summer hadn't even happened. Hurt and dejected, I threw myself into my studies a little further and decided I'd take it up with her the next time I was home.

I had already decided to take the long car trip back to home, but the letter I received from Mom three weeks into the semester was only further encouragement. The letter was only three words and a photograph: "We miss you" was written over the top of a digital picture of Mom's cunt lips being held open, exposing her pink inner core as it glistened with moisture in the light of the flash. Her fingernails were painted a deep, almost black crimson and her mound was completely shaved except for a small furry heart directly above her pink slit. My cock was hard as a rock and I felt my mouth go dry with desire. This weekend I was going to go back home and make last summer look like a day at the petting zoo.

The next four days didn't pass quickly enough and the trip home was an eternal penance for a short life of sin. When I got home what felt like days later, I forced myself to calmly walk inside the house and set my things down.

"Mom?" I shouted. Silence answered me so I walked out back. 

There she was, in all her tight-bodied, naked, tanning glory, stretched out on a blanket in the grass. Today was probably the last day she'd be able to tan because of the coming cold of winter, and she was soaking it up like a kitten. Her legs were spread lazily open, giving her a nice all over tan, helping to dampen the tan lines of the past summer. She looked like she was asleep and certainly didn't give any appearance that she knew I was there. 

Stealthily, I crept up to her and crawled over the top of her thighs, being careful to not let any of my clothes touch her. I slowly lowered my face to her bare snatch and found myself missing the little heart she had carved in her pubes for the picture. My tongue gently caressed her pussy, trying to coax it open and wet without my breath giving me away until I had met her delectable lips.

Mom inhaled sharply and was instantly awake. She let out a little squeak and almost kicked me in the face as she scrambled back. After a short, confused second, she realized where she was and who I was and then she smiled.

"Holy shit, Bran!" she hissed. "What if the neighbors had..." she stammered quickly and made for the house after pushing up off the ground.

"Relax. Besides, if you were really so damn concerned about the neighbors, where are your clothes?" I said quietly, following her to the door. I sped up and we reached it at the same time. "You look fucking amazing, by the way."

"Oh, sweetie!" she said happily and hugged herself tightly to me. I felt her nipples rubbing against my back and it made my cock stir even more. I opened the sliding glass door and stepped in; I enjoyed the feeling of her warm body pressing against me, but she was right, we did have neighbors and doing anything else in front of them would have been bad. She walked in and sat on the kitchen table. 

Without a word, I bent to her, my lips softly touching hers and my tongue gently playing with her full lips before sliding through them to dance rhythmically with her own tongue. I pushed myself forward and she against me, rubbing her tits gently against the material of my t-shirt and the muscle under it. My crotch was tortured immediately after with the feeling of the intense heat pouring out of her pussy as it ground against my stiff cock in its prison of blue jeans and boxers. Our tongues continued to wrestle back and forth, her tongue exploring my mouth and retreating rhythmically with the motion of her hips.

"Let Mommie kiss her darling properly," she said breaking the kiss momentarily. Her lips locked on mine again and her hands went to the fly of my jeans, undoing the button slowly, still mashing her shaved mound against the roughness of the fabric. I could feel her wetness seeping through with her heat and it made me harder to think that this delicious creature wanted me as much as I her, even after I was gone for so long to school. 

The zipper was next and it slowly went down, the metallic sound moving one tooth at a time, each one building the sexual tension inside me. I could feel it build in my back and wrap up my neck, slowly playing over the top of my head and settling deep inside the brain.

I had elected to not wear boxers today, a surprise that Mom hadn't noticed until the pants were completely unzipped. She softly freed my cock from my jeans and slowly stroked the shaft while rubbing the head with her thumb, making me shiver and involuntarily back up. She pulled gently forward, never breaking the kiss, and kept rubbing, using my pre-cum as lube. 

I broke the kiss, needing a deeper breath under the teasing of her thumb and the feel of her body against mine. She took the opportunity to push me back and she bent down while grabbing onto the edge of the table. Her mouth made contact with my cock gently, planting little kisses at first. She continued with the kisses and moved on to kissing and tonguing, and after an eternity she finally took the entire head into her mouth. The feeling was exquisite. My knees almost buckled and shivers ran up and down my spine like electric ice. The only part of her touching me was her lips and tongue, and she slowly started swallowing my shaft.

A low throaty moan escaped my lips as she bobbed up and down, the sounds of her lips breaking contact while sucking filled the house. Her tongue flicked my head madly, then massaged my shaft as she swallowed more meat, and finally managed to snake out and lick my aching balls as her nose nestled in my thatch of pubic hair. Her mouth consumed and retreated from my cock slowly, as if she were savoring the taste and the feeling. I could smell her pussy boiling with juice and ripe to be fucked and that made lick my own lips, tasting her on them again.

I came slowly, her mouth coaxing the cum from me. The orgasm hit in my toes and rocketed up my legs to my cock. My brain turned to fuzzy mush and my prick lazily spurted cum down my Mother's throat. Her tongue kept flicking across my piss slit as I was cumming, swishing my jizz in her mouth and savoring the taste. When I was done shaking from her attention, she sat back up and opened her mouth, showing me my load. Her teeth were covered and only the back of her tongue broke the surface. Two little dribbles, one in each corner of her mouth ran down her chin as her lips closed and she swallowed my load slowly. As I watched I felt my dick hardening already, much to Mom's delight; her eyes followed down my body and grew larger as my prick swelled back to life.

"Already, baby?" she said, half in shock and half in giggle. She leaned back a little and planted both her heels on the table, spreading her scrumptious snatch open, her pink glistening core standing out starkly to her tanned thighs and belly. My hand started to slowly stroke her outer lips and I moved forward.

"Miss me, Mom?" I said huskily, my lips planting soft kisses along her collar bone. She moaned in response, but I didn't know whether it was from my fingers or from my mouth.

"Oh my God. The things you do to me. I haven't even masturbated since you went to college; I wanted to save every drop of me for you," she breathed, holding my head in place as it migrated to her neck. I kissed, sucked, and nibbled every inch of flesh that I could, my lips finding her ear and sucking on her little earlobe as my finger entered her.

She was just as hot and tight as the first time we fucked last spring. She gave my finger a squeeze as she moaned and that was all it took for my cock to throb the rest of the way to its full length and girth. I stepped forward and replaced my finger with my cock, flexing and making it bob along her slit while my hands started gently stroking a lifting her breasts. My thumbs started working her nipples, occasionally rolling them slightly with my forefinger. My mouth stayed busy lightly licking and sucking on her ears and neck with the occasional soft bite intermingled. Mom started moaning almost continuously, had it been any lower, I would swear she had started purring.

I put my lips to hers, my hands still softly molesting her breasts, and my cock still slowly bobbing up and down her slit. My tongue slid into her mouth and hers into mine and I sucked slightly. She pushed her mouth tighter to mine and moaned as her body started to shiver. I felt her pussy heat up and get wetter. My cock got itself buried in her pussy, just the head barely pushing into her, and I pushed forward a little, making Mom moan even harder into my mouth. Her eyes were closed tight and she was sucking on my tongue as I was hers as another inch of my meat slid into her. 

I kept right on flexing, making my cock throb inside her quivering honey pot. She broke the kiss and threw her head back. I pinched her nipples and slid the rest of the way inside her spasming pussy, enjoying the feeling. She started rocking her hips on the table, I kept moving my cock in her as I pulled out. We both looked at my prick as it retreated from her pussy. We were taken in by the light glistening on it, her wetness making it almost reflective as it pulled out of her pulsing pussy. She gasped when the head popped out, and gasped again when she felt the tip of the head moving up and down in her sensitive opening.

I pushed forward again and reveled in the feeling. Her pussy started milking my cock, her muscles rippling from her opening to the depths of her pussy. I loved the feeling of my cock embedded in her velvet vice. I was about to cum myself when the doorbell rang.

"Expecting...company?" I said. I hadn't realized I was panting as hard as I was until I tried to speak. 

"No, don't stop," she said and I pulled back out. Her head rolled back again and then shot forward. "Oh fuck! It's Cindy!" she hissed, trying to not shout. She spun off my cock, moaning as it slid out of her, trying not to find as she tried to run on her knees of jello. She bolted for the upstairs bathroom. I stuffed my wet, rapidly wilting cock back in my pants and quickly turned to the coffee machine and turned it on. No sooner had I grabbed a clean cup did the front door open.

"Brandon James! How's my favorite nephew?!" Cindy exclaimed a split second after the front door burst open. I turned to look at her and took in the site. 

Aunt Cindy was two years to the day older than Mom. She wasn't as tall and wasn't as curvy, but she was a short little ball of fire. Her hair was darker than Mom's, being more brown than auburn, and it was also cut fairly short; she barely had enough to pull back behind her head. It was still warm enough for her to be wearing a t-shirt, but it was just cool enough for her wide, short nipples to be at full attention. Her cargo pants were hung mouth-wateringly low on her hips, showing off an expanse of flesh below her belly button that was almost dangerously indecent. I gave a low wolf-whistle as my eyes absorbed the scene. She blushed.

"Oh come off it. Get over here and give this old woman a hug!" she said, moving away from the door. I smiled and bolted around the table, noticing a small puddle of Mom's juice on the varnished oak surface. Not concentrating on it, I kept moving and ran over to pick up my aunt and gave her huge hug, bending my knees to pick her up. I spun her around before I set her down, but not before she started laughing and pounding on my back in play protest.

I sat Cindy down and then I caught someone else moving out of the corner of my eye. My cousin was standing there as well. 

I tried not to stare, but I still checked her out quickly. Allison's naturally blonde—hell it was almost white—hair was put up in a bun, exposing what seemed like miles of swan-like white flesh that flowed down her neck from her little ear to the smooth line of her collar bone and her shoulders. Only the line of her tank top interfered with it, and that white top almost blended right in with her skin. The top was tight fitting and hugged her small waist and seemed to make her already ample breast. She wasn't squeezed into that shirt, she was poured into it, and there was no line from a bra. Allison was wearing much the same pants as her mother; khaki cargo pants that were slung low on her curvaceous hips. She was, in a word, luscious. Any man who didn't want to fuck her was queer; and even some of them might think twice.

"She's your cousin," my inner voice rang. "Big deal, you're already fucking your mom," another voice said from somewhere else. "Yeah, but your mouth is open and you're staring."

I closed my mouth and moved aside so Allison could get in. It wasn't until she was inside did I notice she was blushing profusely.

"Hey Ally," I said and tore my eyes from her sexy little body.

"So what brings you two here this weekend?" I asked, seeing all prospects of fucking Mom going to hell faster than I would be.

"I did," Mom's voice rang. She walked back into the room in a terry cloth robe—a new one, I noted, not her old faded one that I loved so much. "I just got so excited that you'd be home this weekend that I forgot all about it."

"Well we can..." Cindy started.

"Bullshit! You two just drove for 3 hours. Now get in here and hug your sister, you bitch!" Mom said playfully. Cindy almost tackled Mom and they embraced in a strong hug. I shifted my gaze back to Ally, trying to keep looking at her face.

"Quit staring creep," Ally said and playfully punched me. I rubbed my shoulder a little, faking injury.

"What, no hug?" I said, half laughing. She gave a defeated sigh and hugged my close. I felt her hips move against mine and she ground her mound against my cock. I know she felt it twitch between us and I felt her nipples stiffen in her shirt as she pressed against me. An instant later the hug was broken.

"So," Mom said. "Let me get some clothes on and we'll go get some dinner." We all nodded and she went downstairs to her room.

Cindy and Allison sat down in the living room and asked me a few questions about college, relationships, jobs, and all the other bullshit that people pick up as idle conversation. I actually didn't mind talking with my aunt and cousin. Ally had always been cool and she was my only real cousin, while Cindy was my only aunt and she was more like Ally and I than a 34 year-old; she just never grew up. Cindy excused herself to the bathroom before Mom had come back upstairs. Ally looked at me and scrunched her face up like she was confused.

"I came in before we rang the doorbell," she blurted out. I felt the heat of a blush rise in my face and then the color drain from my skin. She nodded and an evil smile crossed her face. "So that's what you two were doing. It's not like I had any doubts; it's not like you were playing tidily-winks, not with both of you moaning like whores like that."

"Jesus Ally, you can't tell anyone, you know that. Not your mom, hell, not even my Mom. No one," I said quietly. She giggled quietly and straightened up in the couch. I heard Mom's feet on the stairs and Cindy coming back from the bathroom at the same time. "So classes are okay then?" she said suddenly.

"Uh, yeah. They're a little harder this semester, but I have most of the same profs, so they're not too bad," I said, trying to control my heart. It felt like an herd of horses were stampeding in my chest.

"Kids, ready to go get some food." Mom and my aunt said simultaneously. It wasn't a question, it was the nice way of saying, "get your asses in the car, we're leaving."

Mom and Cindy left first, leaving the door open for us. Mom's ass was looking delicious, clad in worn jeans that had faded to almost white from a once brilliant blue. It contrasted and yet matched beautifully with the khaki of her sister's cargo pants, which were low enough I caught a glimpse of uncovered ass as she stood up, promising that no underwear was on under them. I couldn't help but wonder the same about her daughter.

"Sluts. The entire family is overrun by sluts. Mom, Me, Cin, and Ally. We're all fuck-crazy sluts," I thought. I smiled at that and my cock came to a little more attention, running a hell of a risk of starting to point out all the tourist attractions. 

I followed Ally's ass out the door and I couldn't help noticing a little more swing in it than normal. Part of me hoped that she wouldn't be teasing me all afternoon; part of me wished she'd just stop teasing me all together, take off those pants and let me bend her over whatever was available. Either way I was having a hell of a time trying to control my jumping dick. I was either going to have to find a bathroom for some relief pretty soon or I was going to have to corner Mom somewhere and bang the shit out of her until my cum erupted into her equally-anxious sex.

Mom evidently wanted pizza, so we headed for the local joint. Ally sat in the backseat with me, Cindy was in the front with Mom. I kept stealing glances at my cousin, and my cock kept returning to life with every sweet torture I put on myself. With the AC on in the car, 3 sets of nipples were hard enough to cut glass, but I only managed a few quick glances at Ally's. Mom's and Cindy's tits I only managed to glimpse when they moved in front of the mirror.

As we were pulling into the parking lot, Ally stretched, the front of her pants bowing out, her tits jutting proudly from her athletic frame. I took the whole picture in, noticing every muscle, every rib, and every inch of belly that was exposed by the new strain on her pants; I could see the barest hint of her platinum blonde bush and there was nothing resembling underwear blocking my view.

"Maybe I'm going about this all wrong," I thought to myself. I got out of the car and my dick was at full attention, sticking up like a pole along half of the length of my thigh. I tried to calm it down as I shut the door, but my aunt leaned back inside the car for her purse, and her ass connected with my cock through our jeans.




Happy Mother's Day Ch. 02.5



**This is a companion story to Chapter 3 telling what happened after Karen, Cindy, Allison, and Bran left the pizza place, so if you're not familiar with the story so far, please take the time to go back and read all of them. Thanks, and don't forget to vote!**

Jared could not believe what he just heard. The son had been fucking the mom, the mom wants the niece, and the niece was stroking her cousin's rod. They all wanted each other and they weren't shy about it, either. The girls were practically naked, right there in his restaurant! They were all related and they were going to fuck each other silly the second they were outside. Jared had never been so hard or needed a fuck so bad in his life. 

His brain was on auto pilot. He was thinking one thing and one thing only: pussy. The problem was the only girl on staff today was the assistant manager and she was married. Her husband, Jake, was working the dishroom today, so that wasn't possible at all.

Or was it.

Jared's brain put his plan in action before he even knew what he was doing. He came up behind Mary and pressed his hard cock against her ass as she was making salads in the back. His shaking hands mauled her tits through her shirt, pushing the latches of her front-clasping bra together. 

"Jake, not at work, not now, anyway," Mary giggled. She tried to turn around, but Jared held her still, his hands snaking up under her shirt and raking up her belly until they hit her liberated breasts and they immediately started pulling on her nipples and massaging the flesh under their grasp.

"Jesus, Jake, you're getting me so fuckin' hot," Mary cooed, arching her back against Jared's chest, pushing her tits harder into his hands. Her ass pushed against Jared's engorged cock and she wiggled, rubbing it between the cleft of her ass and rolling her muscled cheeks against it. She moaned loudly and her hands went back and her hands ran through Jared's hair. "Oh fuck, Jake, what if Jarod..." she began. She knocked Jared's hat off his head and her body froze.

"Fuck," Jarod thought. "Jake isn't wearing a hat today."

Mary started instantly struggling in Jarod's arms. He held her fast by her tits and pushed one hand down into the waist band of her stretch pants, easily finding her shaved snatch and pushing a finger between her soaking pussy lips.

"What the fuck, Jarod?" she said angrily, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Oh God, what the fuck are you doing to me?" she said, the anger in her voice turning to panic.

"After what I just saw, I'm going to fuck you silly, bitch. I get to watch your sexy ass walk around here all fucking day in these tight stretch pants. Everyone knows you don't wear panties, do you bitch," Jarod spat, his breath blowing her sun-streaked auburn curls away from her ear. The sensation made her shiver and Jarod's face broke into an evil grin.

"You're not even trying to get away, are you? I wish you could see yourself. Your pussy is soaking and you're about to get raped while your husband is 25 feet away, easily within ear shot. You're not even going to scream, are you?"

"I'd rather see you in jail than in the hospital right now you little bastard," Mary spat. Her voice was defiant, but her body was definitely willing; her nipples were hard as rocks, her pussy leaking more oil than the restaurant's chicken broasters. 

"Whatever bitch. I'm going to fuck you silly and there's not a fucking thing you're going to do about it, is there. I'm sick of watching your camel toed cunt looking me in the face, begging for a fuck day in and day out. You get cheap labor out of me, it's about fucking time I get to split this beaver," Jarod said, his fingers teasing along her clit roughly. Mary's knees about buckled.

"God, no. Please Jarod, please no." Mary said, all defiance gone from her voice. Jarod started working her pussy harder and faster, his fingers raking roughly along her clit as they stroked through her heated pussy, spreading her wetness around her bald mound. He slowly dipped one finger inside her, teasing her at first.

"Oh God, please Jarod," she moaned, her body collapsing against his. Her snatch was being violated, and she loved it. Her cum was practically rolling out of her pussy onto Jarod's hand, and her tits were getting hot under Jarod's hand as he moved his grip from left to right and back again.

"Please? Did you just say please, you slutty bitch?" Jarod hissed, biting her ear lightly.

"Oh fuck, no, that's not what I said. Please no, Jarod, please, oh fuck, please," Mary moaned. 

"That's the idea," Jarod said and pushed Mary forward. He herded her directly into the office, right past the open doorway where her husband was doing the dishes for the store. "Don't even think about it," Jarod said as they passed, his finger snaking down into her pussy, reaching her g-spot and teasing her.

Mary opened the office door and Jarod pushed her in.

"This doesn't have to go any farther," Mary pleaded. She was scared and now she was trapped like a wild animal in a cage. Jarod was going to enjoy this, and he was really going to enjoy thinking of the blonde and the two brunettes that were talking about fucking each other relentlessly while he pumped his cum into Mary's tight bald cunt.

"Yes it does. You want it more than I do," Jarod said. "Don't even try to lie to yourself, bitch, the pussy never lies," he added, licking her thick cum from his fingers. "Mmm, my favorite flavor."

"Jarod, I'm begging you, for the last time," Mary said, her eyes filling with tears. Jarod paid no attention whatsoever to her cries and he shut the door behind him, locking it and the only key inside with them. 

"All alone, now," Jarod said and took his apron and shirt off. He watched Mary and saw her eyes drift down his skinny body and fixate on the hard lump of cock rising up along his hip. They paused there and she opened her mouth as if to say something but shut it quickly and her panicked expression turned back to Jarod's face. Jarod unbuckled his belt and pulled it out of his pants in a swift motion. He grabbed both ends and snapped the leather together loudly, making Mary jump at the sound.

"Oh, fuck, Jarod," Mary moaned. Jarod could see her brain trying to work through the situation, her eyes full of panic, fear, and lust.

"I intend to," Jarod said, stepping across the short distance between the two of them. Mary recoiled and shrank back and Jarod only grinned as he grabbed each side of the collar of her button-down work shirt and pulled, sending plastic buttons ricocheting around the room. Mary whimpered, but when her tits came into view, Jarod saw their nipples were so hard that her areola were wrinkled. Her skin was covered in goose bumps and she was shivering. 

"Not that cold in here, bitch," Jarod said softly.

"Please Jarod, please, one last time, please don't do this!" pleaded Mary, almost sobbing. Jarod picked up a box cutter from the desk and brandished it fluidly. Mary almost cried out, a whimpering moan escaping her lips as she cowered further into the corner. Her arms went to cover her naked chest, covering her nipples trying to hide her arousal.

"Please, I'll give you anything you want, a raise, or whatever, just please don't fuck me," Mary begged, the strength gone from her voice.

"I want your tight box squeezing around my hard dick, and you've already given me the raise," Jarod said, almost laughing at the situation. He grabbed the front of her stretch pants and made a quick slicing, laying the fabric open from knee to naval, exposing her creamy flesh and her aching cunt to the open air. She shuddered heavily, bending almost in half.

"Your pussy doesn't lie, Mary," Jarod said and returned his hand to her juicing pussy. Her cum was already on her thighs and her hot box was sure to coat them down to her knees by the time Jarod was done. She was getting raped and her body was loving the hell out of it. Jarod pulled his hand from her pink slit, making a slurching sound as it pulled out of her inner depths. His cum covered fingers were thrust in front of her face and she shied away immediately from the sight and smell.

"On the desk, bitch, now." Jarod said, still holding the box cutter. Mary immediately went to the desk and spread her legs, ripping the rest of the leg of her stretch pants, leaving one muscled leg almost completely nude, and the other completely clothed. Jarod took in the vision before him and tossed the blade into the trash. He took a step forward, pushing his jeans to the floor as he closed the distance. "Take your shirt off," Jarod said, some of the strength leaving his voice as he watched his vixen boss stripping the rest of the way for him. Her blue work shirt and simple white bra hit the floor.

Jarod's eyes were drawn to a tattoo directly over her shaved slit. He ripped the rest of her stretch pants down her leg and looked at it. "Cum Bucket" was tattooed in black block letters with cum oozing from every surface and dripping toward her cunt. Jarod laughed.

"You're protesting getting fucked and you have a tattoo like this?" Jarod said, sliding three fingers up her steaming pussy. His thumb went to her clit and worked it in slow circles. His fingers began pumping in and out of her pussy and he started stroking his cock in time with his ministrations inside her pink core.

"Nooooo," Mary moaned. She panted a few times and then continued, "I just don't want to get raped," she cooed.

"Then," Jarod said, pulling his sloppy hand from her drooling twat. "Consent," he breathed and pushed his cock into her hot wet cunt. They both moaned loudly and Jarod began pumping furiously, imagining it was Allison's hot blonde virgin cunt he was plowing into.

"Fucking kill you," Mary said, slapping Jarod. Jarod laughed and kept slamming into her pussy, his root working against her clit on every quick stoke.

"Whatever, cunt. If you're nothing but a cum bucket, then get ready for a hell of a load," Jarod said, pumping faster. Mary's head shook and her eyes went wide for an instant before the electricity radiating from her cunt over took her again.

"No, don't! I'm not on birth control!" she pleaded, panting with the slamming she was getting. Jarod laughed again.

"Stupid bitch. If you were that worried about getting knocked up, you probably shouldn't be letting people use you for a cum bucket. What about your husband in there, Big Jake?" Jarod chided, feeling his balls tighten and his dick beginning to throb as he pounded even harder, Mary's pussy sloshing with her juice and the desk rocking into the back wall of the office. Jarod was extremely happy the wall was shared with the deep-freeze and both rooms were more or less sound proof. Not that he cared at the moment.

"Jake....uhhhh....can't....." Mary moaned, her pussy betraying her, the dick rocking her hard and fast making her cum. Jarod could see that she was fighting the orgasm.

"Get it up? Is that why you didn't protest too hard, you cunt? You wanted a hard cock inside your pussy, didn't you," Jarod hissed, almost laughing.

"Oh God! Oh God, yes!" Mary almost screamed as her twat overruled her brain. Her spasming pussy was the final nudge that Jarod needed and he started to coat the inside of her pussy with his white spunk.

"Oh yes, oh yes!" Mary moaned, feeling the orgasm wash over her like a tidal wave. She felt the throbbing cock inside her and her eyes shot open and her head shook violently from side to side. "No! No, no, pull out!" she said and tried to push Jarod away. Jarod laughed and grabbed her hips, slamming his pelvis against hers, the wet collision splattering both of them with cum.

"I don't think so, cunt," Jarod said, his eyes closed and picturing the blonde's snatch drinking all of his cum like it was ambrosia.

"Nooooo," Mary half-screamed, her pussy fluttering around the invading member, feeling it trying to milk more cum out of it, loving the feeling of the hot cum splashing inside her long-denied cunt. She turned a deep red from embarrassment and looked away from Jarod.

"Well," she said still panting. "Are you fuckin' happy?" she asked defiantly, unable to look her rapist in the eyes. 

"Oh, we're not done bitch. Don't forget, I'm in my prime," Jarod said, flexing his belly and throbbing his cock in her inner walls. His still-hard cock had slipped a little and the ridge of his head was bobbing and twitching against her g-spot. Jarod saw her abs flex with the sensations.

"You fucking bastard, you're fired," she said turning to look at Jarod, her face a mask of blind rage.

"You're pregnant," he said, laughing. Her face anger wilted to defeat. "And if you're not yet, you will be, Cum Bucket," Jarod said, beginning to pump his iron-hard rod into her still cuming box, thinking about the blonde's mother this time, wondering if her snatch was shaved like Mary's.

Mary lay back on the desk, another orgasm ripping through her, her arms unable to support her. She moaned loudly as Jarod's pace picked up, slapping his balls against her ass and splattering their cum all over the office as it leaked our around his impaling member. 



Happy Mother's Day Ch. 02



Her butt was in awesome shape. I felt my dick slide across her muscled behind and nestle into the crevasse of her twin globes. I swear I felt her cheeks flex around my stiff cock and I know I felt her slide up and down on it a little. I clenched my teeth for an instant to avoid moaning, and just as quickly as the contact was made, she broke it, standing straight up, purse in hand.

"Well, are you ready?" Cindy asked, shutting the car door. She winked deviously at me and walked away, ass softly swinging as she caught up to her sister and daughter. I cleared my throat and shook my head, still not believing how everything was shaping up.

The pizza place was surprisingly vacant for being as close to noon as it was. The lighting was dim, the music was low, and the wait staff was bored; the place was perfect. My imagination exploded with the possibilities.

My cousin had seen Mom and me fucking and was not only apparently okay with that, but was in the least turned on by it and was teasing me something terrible. My aunt just rubbed herself "accidentally" against my very stiff cock and then winked at me. She more than likely knew that I had been fucking Mom; the two sisters tell each other almost everything. She also had to know that Allison was almost flashing me, letting me look at her the entire way here, and keeping me as hard as steel. The only question in my mind was what had Mom seen and what would she do? Jealous as she was getting of girlfriends and even the potential for other girls, I didn't know if she'd fly off the handle.

I almost walked into a candy machine inside the door, and all three girls turned to look at me. I grinned sheepishly and watched three sets of eyes drift down my body to my raging dick.

"First day with those new feet?" Allison chided. 

"With the feet, yeah," I smirked and twitched my cock in its denim confinement. Allison and Mom simultaneously subconsciously licked their lips, while Aunt Cindy sighed lightly and her nipples turned hard as pebbles. All three tore their eyes from my jeans and walked the rest of the way to the counter.

"I am the luckiest man on Earth," I thought to myself.

We placed our order and sat in a round corner booth in the farthest corner of the place. Cindy sat on my right, Allison on my left, and Mom sat across from me. The tables were small, but cozy, forcing us to sit a little closer than we normally would; but then maybe "forced" isn't the right word.

Cindy excused herself to the bathroom after we got situated and I felt Mom's bare foot snake into my lap. I looked down and her burgundy toenails were staring back up at me, her toes kneading my meat like fresh dough. Ally was apparently unaware of what was going on.

"So, how's the college life treating you," Ally asked. She was going to be graduating high school at Christmas time, and I'm sure she was curious as hell.

"Well, you know, it's all pussy and beer," I replied absently, trying to keep my eyes open with Mom's foot massaging my rapidly swelling member. She clenched her toes tighter after I said that and shot me a wicked look.

"Sounds like my kind of party," Ally said half under her breath. "So not much change from home then, huh?" She said a little louder, pointing at my crotch. I followed her gaze down to my pants and saw Mom's foot stroking my inner thigh, trying to make me cum right there at the table. I bit my lip in concentration to keep from exploding in my jeans.

Cindy came in from the bathroom just then, looked at her daughter's gaze, her sister's foot, and her nephew's 9 inches of meat, trapped, and aching desperately to be released. She slowly licked her lips and sat down, her hand joining the foot in my lap.

"So what do you girls think?" Mom said, breaking the sexual tension that was mounting. 

"I think I want to see it, what do you think, Aunt Karen," Ally said breathing huskily, a childlike excitement bubbling across her face.

"Well, I think I want to feel it," Mom said, speeding up her foot, damn near jerking me off with her toes. "Cin, what do you think?"

Cindy was transfixed. She reached up with her other hand and started pinching and pulling her nipple through her shirt, her eyes locked on my Mom's foot working my cock through my jeans. She sped up her ministration on my dick as well, matching Mom's toes as they stroked from tip to root.

"Taste," Cindy choked out. "I want to taste it," she said hoarsely. "You told me he was hung, but sweet Jesus Karen," she managed to breath out. Sweat started beading on her forehead and her tongue kept tasting her lips and darting back.

"Ally, didn't you have a birthday last weekend?" Mom asked, slowing down her foot. Cindy's hand matched the new slower speed, but she played with the thick head of my cock more than she stroked me.

"Yeah," Allison said dreamily.

"Isn't about time you unwrapped your present, sweetie?" Mom asked, leaning close to Ally and nibbling her neck as her husky voice was carried by her hot breath. Allison broke out in goose bumps and shivered a little. Her right hand went to my crotch and Mom pulled her foot away. She slowly stroked my rod, her fingers intertwined with her mother's on my meat. She released the top snap of my jeans and started pulling the zipper down, staring into my eyes the whole time. Her brown pools were half-glazed and dazzling, damn near sparkling with excitement.

"Allison Jane Parkman," her mother said in mock-sternness. Allison's hand drifted back to my throbbing cock and she moved her gaze over to her panting mother's eyes. "I thought you didn't like boys," her mother said with a smirk.

"I didn't think I did. Bran here might be changing my opinion," she said, her hand reaching into my pants and I had the first female touch my cock since this morning. I moaned lightly and shivered. Her hand softly enveloped my meat and started dragging the iron shaft along my leg, trying to bend it around to freedom, not caring that we were in a restaurant, not caring that other people were coming in slowly for lunch. She had her own lunch on her mind, and it had nothing to do with pizza. 

My dick was standing straight up against my belly when Mom elbowed Allison and she lightly kicked Cindy. They both snapped back to reality and looked around, all three of us seeing our server carrying our pie to the table at the same time. What a sight we must have been; two mid-thirty year olds wearing clothes that were designed for teenagers, and one teenager whose chest was stretching the limits of her shirt. None of the girls were wearing a bra, their tits held firm and high by some gravity-defying blessing. Three sets of nipples stood out as hard as they could on those shirts.

All three girls were flushed and sweating lightly, betraying the fact that their nipples were hard as diamonds due to the air conditioner running. Blonde, redhead, and brunette were all focused on him and all simultaneously licked their lips at the sight of the food coming to the table. I don't even think the kid saw me there, and if he did he certainly didn't see my cock sticking up along my shirt. His eyes shifted focus from tit to tit and his face grew redder as he tried to break the pattern. He made it from Cin's luscious tits, to Ally's amazing knockers, to Mom's spectacular pair, failing to break that gaze.

"Will there be anything else?" he choked out, trying to regain composure. All three girls giggled.

"Not right now, tiger," Cindy said, straightening up in her seat and moving away from me so she could eat. She made the point of pushing her tits out just for him and giving a little wiggle.

"But if we do think of...something," Ally said, her eyes drinking in his body and lingering on his crotch and undoubtedly hardening member hidden under his work apron. She pulled her hand up to her mouth and bit lightly on her pinky finger, letting him see her tongue flick the tip in her mouth. She sat back as well, jutting her chest out and pushed her twin mounds together with her arms.

"We'll be sure to cum for you," Mom said, finishing the statement. She stared blatantly at the server's crotch and licked her lips slowly. 

The server laughed nervously and backed away. "Well, uh...I'll be right...um....over here. At the counter. If you...uh....ladies decide..." he stammered, his voice trailing off as he retreated. He turned, blushing bright crimson, and headed back for the kitchen. The second he left, the girls started laughing, trying to keep the noise down.

My cock started to wilt a little as the pizza was dished out, but both Ally and Cindy leant a hand to remedy that as they started to eat.

"Suppose he went back to take care of a little something?" I asked after chewing my first bite.

"You mean little compared to you?" Mom said, pointing at my crotch with her fork. "I still can't believe I got to have my son's cock in me all last summer. Mmmm, God, it makes me even wetter just thinking about it," Mom said, her eyes closing and her lips turning to a horny smile as she reminisced. "Well, all summer except when Mom was over," she said, her eyes flashing back open and her mind returning at least partially to food. Cindy and Allison took turns rubbing my cock head and stroking my shaft, getting me lubed up and slippery.

"Most guys are little compared to this," Cindy said, giving my head an extra spin with her fingertips. "Just think Ally, this is going to be impaling you. Happy Birthday, baby."

I about choked. I figured on fucking Allison sometime, and the sooner the better, but holy shit; talk about being forward. My dick jumped in their hands and a huge blob of pre cum oozed from the tip. Allison giggled. She leaned in and started sucking on my ear, her breath a mixture of toothpaste and warm pepperoni.

"I can't wait to have this inside me," she said huskily. "Just think, Bran. This will be inside my hot, tight, wet, blonde, virgin pussy by tonight," she breathed. "Virgin" was lingered on and came out in one panting breath.

That was all it took. My cock started to jump in my aunt's and cousin's hands and Cindy quickly bent dropped a fork on the floor to cover for her mouth enveloping my pole. She only swallowed the first three inches, but her mouth sucked hard, trying to milk every last bit of the huge cum that had been building since I saw the picture's of Mom's shaved pussy last week. Ally's hand kept slowly stroking my cock, moving up with every throb as the cum coursed through my dick, and returning to coax the next spurt up. I was vaguely aware of feeling my body; my brain was on pleasure overload. Cindy started moaning quietly, the vibrations sending electricity through my body and I felt myself convulse as the last shot of cum left my dick and was sucked eagerly into my aunt's mouth. She let the head pop free a little too loudly and she came up for air.

"Ooh baby, you taste good. You're going to enjoy this weekend, I guarantee it," Cindy said, holding the fork in her hand triumphantly. I caught my breath and collected myself, forcing my eyes back open and waited for the tingling sensation in my fingers, toes, and brain to all quiet down before trying to eat.

"So how long have you girls had this planned out?" I managed after my head cleared for a while.

"Well," Mom said, dishing herself out a second slice of pizza. "We weren't quite as careful around Grandma as we should have been, Bran. She figured it out that we were at least hot for each other during the week she was here."

"Oh shit," I said. I looked at Cindy quickly and noticed a small line of jizz coming down from the corner of her mouth. I decided to not tell her and paid attention to Mom.

"Yeah, well, she confronted me about it, and I denied everything of course, saying that she was just getting old and senile," Mom continued.

"Hey now, the lady's 48. I wouldn't exactly call that old or senile. She still turns some heads here and there," Cindy chimed in. Mom glared at her for a second, her eyes dipping to the line of cum for a split second and then back up to Cindy's eyes.

"Yeah, at the bingo parlor," Mom said defiantly. "Anyway, Grandma told Cindy that she thought you and I were fucking and of course Cindy acted all revolted and grossed out," Mom continued. She paused for a bite of pizza and Allison started massaging my limp dick. I looked at her with a smirk. 

"I want this inside me. I want to fuck you all afternoon, and I want to always remember that you were the one I gave my cherry to," she said, whispering, squeezing and massaging my cock at the same time. It pulsed in her hand, trying to jumpstart itself back to its raging hardness.

"In reality, I was so incredibly turned on. I started fingering myself on the phone with Mom," Cindy said. My cock started rising faster. "So I called your Mom and asked her about it. She said everything our Mom had said was true. God that made me so hot, listening to Karen describe your cock in every detail, how deep it got inside her and how wet she always was when you were around." 

I was at full attention. Allison giggled and stroked me slowly from root to tip, her fingers circling my head and playing with her new toy. She squirmed in her seat a little and the smell of the three dripping pussies around me hit my nose like a freight train, overpowering the smell of pizza that hung about the restaurant like cigarette smoke. My dick started throbbing again, Allison started stroking faster.

"Ahh, the joys of youth," Mom said, watching her niece stroking her son's stiff cock.

"Anyway, time moved on and the subject was dropped," Mom said.

"But very much masturbated to," Cindy chimed in.

"And Allison called me about 3 weeks ago and said one of her independent study classes this semester was photography and she thought I'd be perfect for a photography subject. I didn't find out until I agreed that she got hotter than I did from taking the pictures, though there were only a few nude shots. You liked taking those pictures, didn't you baby," Mom said, smiling devilishly at Allison.

"You have an amazing body, great tits, and a beautiful pussy, Aunt Karen. Why shouldn't I like them? What healthy girl wouldn't like to snake her tongue into your pussy and suck all that cum out of you?" Allison said, making herself hotter as she spoke, speeding up her hand as she jerked me off. A flash of concern went through my brain: anyone who even casually looks over at us will see what she's doing, but that faded quickly and my cock started to twitch in time with her strokes.

"A straight one," her mother said under her breath.

"Bitch about it now," Allison said, defiantly. "But if you want some convincing, I suppose I'll eat your cunt out after I'm done sucking your sister's pussy dry. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Mom. Maybe I'll let Bran here fuck you first so I can suck his spunk out of your dirty little incestuous box. How'd you like that? Fuck your nephew and then have your little girl drink both of your juices from that pussy? Is that getting you hot, Mommy?" Allison taunted, all the while speeding up the stroking on my cock until she was almost literally beating my meat. She leaned closer to her mother as she spoke and my cock started rubbing wildly against her nipple.

"Bran likes that thought. He wants to fuck all three of us," Allison said, leaning back to her place. "But he gets to shoot his load deep in my pussy first," she said. That was all it took. For the second time in five minutes, I shot a load of cum. This time there was nothing there to catch it and the load, though impressive, was drastically smaller than the one before. 5 ropes of sticky cum shot out of my swollen member like a fountain, landing on the table and painting the slice of pizza ahead of me.

"Oooh, that one's mine!" Mom said excitedly, trying not to yell. She almost lunged out of her seat to grab the cum covered slice and began licking my spunk from the cheese. She moaned loudly and happily. Allison smirked and looked back to her mother who seemed to be lost in a world of lust as her brain digested what her daughter just said.

"Anyway," Allison said, clearing her throat, "I brought it up with my Mom and your Mom that I remembered something about Grandma saying you two were fucking." She paused and saw some of my load on her fingers. With a moment of hesitation, she brought it up to her lips and licked the white sticky cum from them. "Mmm, I might have to start playing for the other team, cousin," she said with a dirty grin.

"So she called me up the next weekend," Mom began again, impatient to get the story over. "And she came up and took the pictures of my pussy that I sent you. Some of the rest of them she sold on the internet, and she asked whether or not we'd been fucking," Mom continued, pausing to eat more of her slice of pizza.

"She said you had been, and described in detail everything that you did to her cunt; from eating her out, to playing with toys, to...well...you know...everything you two did last summer. Aunt Karen found out quickly I was more interested in her little pink panther than your slab of man meat and started getting really dirty about things, telling me how much she juiced up when she thought of you and all that. I found my little box just about ready to overflow, too, and we hatched this plan."

"For her birthday," Mom picked up again, "she gets to be deflowered by her darling cousin, she gets to tongue fuck her aunt's gorgeous pussy, and she at least gets to watch her cousin fuck her mother, and probably her aunt and her mother give her some pussy-eating pointers."

"My God I'm fucking horny. Karen, I'm sorry, but I'm going to cum if we don't get the fuck out of here right now," Cindy broke in. We looked at her and she was trying to eat, her chest heaving, her nipples straining and her pants were undoubtedly absolutely soaked. "You, little girl, are the cause of it," she said sternly, shaking a finger at her daughter. "All that talk of eating your mother's pussy and sucking your cousin's cum from my snatch and talking about fucking your aunt over there, having your cousin cum up your little blonde box and taking your virginity. Oh my God, I can't believe..." her voice trailed off. Cindy's lips closed tight and her eyes clamped down. She let out a little whimper and her body shivered a little bit. 

"Oh, did Mommy's pussy just cum? I bet you're really soaked now, I know I am. I came twice while stroking my cousin's rod," Allison said quietly. "They were just little ones, though. I can't wait to feel him cum inside me. I bet that'll set a big one off," Allison continued. Her mother started to twitch in the seat and she started moaning with each breath as her body started to rock with orgasm.

"Tell me, Aunt Karen, do you think my pussy will get as wet as yours when your son cums inside you?" Allison let loose with another barrage. "I think it will, I think my little pussy will just explode with juice. You'd like that wouldn't you, Cousin Bran," she said and bent down to suck on my cock's head. "You want to cum in your cousin and aunt, you want to feel your spunk shooting inside my tight pussy?" she said, giving my little licks.

Mom cleared her throat and Allison looked back up, noticing that the server had returned. His mouth was open as wide as it could go and he stared back and forth between us. He evidentially knew that I was there now, his eyes going to my rapidly wilting dick and then to the lips of my filth-talking cousin.

"Bill," was all he managed to hoarsely choke out.

"Is that your name, sweetie, or is that what you've got for us?" Mom said demurely.

"I hope that's not all he's got for us, I'm starting to like this cock thing. I don't know what I was thinking when I thought I was lesbian. Pussy's great and all, but I think I'm going to really enjoy having a good hard cock cuming in my cunt," Allison purred out.




Happy Mother's Day Ch. 02



"Looks like this one's about ready to shoot off in his jeans. Need some help with that, darling?" Cindy said, pushing the front of her pants lower, exposing a sparsely carpeted nest of straight brunette fur. "Or maybe you're just going to help yourself?"

"Remember to not wash your hands when you go back to work, tiger. Hot cum on hot pizza is just what every girl should have," Mom chipped in, licking her lips. She reached out and lifted the server's apron and stared approvingly at his hard prick ensnared in his work pants.

"I know I'd pick up the check for anyone that made me cum. Especially three hot pussies like these," Allison said and started rubbing her aunt's cunt through her jeans. Mom spread her legs to give Ally better access and she started rubbing harder. I slid my hands into the waistbands of my cousin and aunt and found their pussy lips wide open, hot, and almost identically juicy. My fingers traced down as far as they could, teasing beside their wanton lips, smearing their cum around on their mounds.

"They are hot and juicy. And if they're anything like that one over there, they're amazingly delicious," I said, winking.

"Oh son, now stop it," Mom said in false modesty. The server's mouth dropped open and his receipt book hit the floor.

"So what do you say, tiger? Is this one on you? I know I want to be," Allison said, closing her eyes as my fingers softly delved into her unexplored sex. The server just nodded and we all three got up from the table. 

Mom got up and kissed the server on the cheek, followed by her niece and her sister. I got up and the kid just stared at me.

"Did she say...Did they all say..." the kid stammered, looking at me in raw disbelief.

"Yeah," I said and shrugged. I tucked my soft and abused meat back into my pants and nodded. "Yeah they did. Breath a word of it to anyone and I'll come back and fuckin' kill you," I said matter of factly and clapped the kid on his shoulder before walking out to the car with three of the sexiest women I've ever known.