13 comments/ 322767 views/ 61 favorites Mother F-er By: fntcwriter I'm a mother fucker - literally - and proud of it! I'm nineteen years old, and one of the luckiest goddam sonsofbitches that I know. I get to fuck my mom on a regular basis, and she loves it! And so do I. She's my lover, and my best friend, and we are closer together now than we have ever been in my whole life. Let me backtrack a bit... My mom got pregnant with me when she was seventeen, and had me at eighteen. She finished high school, and she and my old man tried to make a go of it. But he took off after just three years. They never married, and my mom - I guess she kind of lost her trust in men right then. Her family practically disowned her, ashamed that she had gotten pregnant. My mom - she's bright, and determined, and she raised me, alone, while working full-time and providing for us both. She worked as a substitute teacher, then got a job as a legal secretary, where she has worked for the past fifteen years. She's highly valued, and respected. She's an amazing woman. My mom also has a killer bod. Still. She goes to the gym regularly, and has this really sexy belly. Shit - she's only thirty-seven, and looks about ten years younger than that. She never went out much, though. Like I said, I think my dad bailing kind of left its mark on her emotionally. My mom is also one of the coolest people I know. We have always been able to talk about anything together. She was more like my sister or my best friend growing up. Even when she had to pull the hard line and teach me some discipline, she still was cool. She made sure I understood what I was being punished for, and that she wasn't upset with me - just what I'd done or didn't do. It stuck. I'm also a hard-working, respected member of any group I work with. But nobody knows our secret. Our secret, and our joy. Our love. Yeah - I love my mom. In more ways than one. I remember the time she caught me jerking off. She didn't say anything, just quietly left and let me finish. Afterward, we talked about it, and she let me know it was totally okay and perfectly natural. Heck! She used to walk around almost naked half-the-time anyway! No wonder I grew up with such an admiration for the female form. Hers is killer! Anyway, she let me keep my magazines. Even looked at them with me once, asking me what I liked about this picture or that. Like I said, she's cool. And she has a great bod. And she used to walk around topless when I was just a kid, so I grew up feeling pretty comfortable with her body, and mine, when we were home. So, once I began to have sexual urges, it was only natural that I noticed the excellent example that walked around me all the time. I fantasized a lot. Then I started spying. Well, I hate to say "spy" because we were so open with each other. But I did watch her when she didn't know. It was like a little game for me. As I got older, it was harder to do. Especially since I wanted to whack off whenever I could see her naked. Fortunate for me, there was a tree that let me look into the master bathroom, and I could watch her shower or bathe. I spent a lot of time there, gazing at my mom's body. Why look at pictures when I could look at the real thing? Anyhow - I went off to school. But came back when I realized I didn't like the college. And also had no idea what I wanted to do. So, my mom let me come home. I was glad. I didn't realize how much I missed her until I didn't get to see her almost every day! I think she missed me, too. She gave me a tight hug the moment I walked in the door. I hugged her back, breathing in her familiar scent, and enjoying the feel of her body against mine. "I need a shower," I said, feeling sweaty from my drive back from the campus. My mom waved me away, holding her nose jokingly, and shooing me to the bathroom. She said she'd take care of my things while I showered. Well, I felt so good being back home, and I got this hard on in the shower. No big - happens a lot. So I started wanking, when mom comes in bringing me fresh towels. The moment she saw my cock, she froze. I didn't feel embarrassed or anything, and she didn't act all freaked out. She just sort of stared at my cock for a while before glancing up at me with an awkward smile. "Sorry, hun," she said. "Guess I should have knocked first." My dick was standing at full attention, and I stopped my stroking it as I answered "It's okay, mom. No big deal, right?" She looked down at my cock again, and shook her head slightly. "Takes after his dad," she said as she set down the towels and backed out of the door. I looked down at my woody. I guess my dad had a big dick, too, then. I never really thought about it before. To me, it was just average. I mean, I saw it every day, hanging there. I had nothing else to compare it to, really, except the other guys in the locker room. And, well, since no one ever had a woody in the shower that I was aware of, I couldn't tell if I was bigger than the other guys or not. So, I finished off and enjoyed my clean. Mom took me out for dinner, and we talked. She asked me if I'd met any nice girls, and I said "No, not really." Then she asked me if I'd met any "not so nice" girls, and we laughed. I told her "I don't know, mom. I mean, I just don't find any of them all that interesting. I'd much rather go out with you than hang out with some bubble head who doesn't have half your intelligence or looks." Mom blushed, flattered by the praise. "Really, Michael?" she asked me. She sipped her wine, and seemed distracted by something. But she had this faint smile, and I wanted to see if I could get it to blossom. "Really, mom. You're one of the most incredible women I know. You're bright. You're funny. You've got a body like a porn star..." She gasped a little when I said that, but smiled and set her glass down. "Oh, you're just buttering up your old mom..." After a brief pause, she said, playfully, "Which one?" I didn't get it. "Which porn star? I take it you watch a lot of porn, so which one do I remind you of?" She was poking a little fun at me and her knowledge of my porn stash, so I thought about it, briefly, and answered her. "Chrissy Moran." Her eyes widened slightly, then she looked at me funny. "Really? You think I look like her? I mean, well - I mean, she's much hotter than I am." I laughed. "Not by much," I said. Mom kicked me lightly in the shin. "Seriously, mom. You've got a great body! You work out regularly and take good care of yourself." She glanced away, then smiled and looked back at me. "Must run in the family," she said. I didn't quite get that, either, but felt it was a compliment directed at me. It was my turn to blush. "Oh, you are so, cute!" she said and reached over and squeezed my cheek like I was seven. "The girls are just gonna' eat you up!" I felt a little embarrassed. Besides, I really didn't know of any girls that I was that interested in. My mom had been my secret fantasy for as long as I could remember. And I felt comfortable with her - more so than anyone I knew. Dinner came, and we enjoyed ourselves. Mom had a little too much wine, but not so much that it would spoil our evening. She did, however, ask me to drive us home. Once we got in the car, I noticed my mom's sexy legs as I reached down for the stick, and felt a pleasurable rush begin in my belly. It traveled down to Mr. Happy, and I felt him stir a little. I knew what I'd be doing when I got home! As we came in from the garage, mom gave me a warm hug that went on a while. Long enough for me to feel her hot breath on my neck. That caused Mr. Happy to harden some more. She stepped back a half-step and looked at my face. She seemed very happy to have me home, again. "You have grown into quite a handsome young man, Michael," she said proudly. Then she gave me a quick kiss, but on the lips. I felt a small, pleasurable shock at the warmth of it. "Thank you for such a wonderful date," she said and began to walk to her room. Already, she was kicking off her shoes and reaching up to unzip her dress. "You're welcome, mom," I said. "Any time." I reached up and undid the fastener and pulled the zipper down a little for her. Mom turned and looked at me a moment, then smiled and headed off to her room. I heard the door close, and a few minutes later heard her shower go on. My woody pulsed, and old habit kicked in. I was overcome with a desire to spy on my mom as she showered, like I used to do! I snuck out the back and swung up into the branches of the tree. Sure enough, there she was, naked. And beautiful! Firm breasts, wide hips, flat stomach, lovely ass. Then I noticed that she was using the shower head on her privates, and I felt incredibly turned on. She was masturbating with her shower massager! So cool! I watched my mom as she brought herself to orgasm, loving the way her face screwed up, and the way she kind of bit her lip, as she came. Her nipples were hardened and tight, and I kept wanting to suck on them, hard. All too soon, though, the show was over and my mom stepped out of the shower. She began to dry herself off. Then I heard her call my name as she wrapped the towel around herself. Shit! I scrambled down out of the tree and just made it to the sliding screen door when she stepped outside. I was panting. "Michael? What are you doing? Why are you out in the dark?" she asked me. "Uh - I thought I saw a raccoon. You know how they like to get into the garbage and all." My mom stood there and made a small shiver, holding her towel closed. "As cute as they are, all I can think about is 'rabies' when I see one. You be careful! I don't want you to get bitten by one." Mom being mom. I loved her so! "Sure, mom. No prob." We looked at each other a moment. I wondered if she could see my stiffy in my jeans out in the shadows. "So, what next? Want to watch a movie, or something?" she seemed a little nervous, suddenly. Like a young girl on a date that might lead to something more, if only... "Well..." I said and smiled a naughty smile. "I was going to watch a movie in my room. One with Chrissy Moran, as a matter of fact." Mom looked at me, then saw that I was half-teasing. "Oh, really? Well, maybe you should just bring that movie on out into the living room and I can see whether or not I agree with you about our looking alike!" Now it was my turn to see if she was joking. But my mom had her game face on, and it brought back the old familiarity and playfulness between us. If she wanted to play "chicken" I was more than willing to take her on! "Ok," I said, and watched her reaction. "I'll do that. But, don't blame me if things get a little racy." I meant in the movie, but it turned out it went beyond the screen. I went through my porn stash, and found what I was looking for. A movie with Chrissy Moran, and lots of oral sex - a little something for everybody in it. Oral sex; masturbation; hand-jobs and titty-fucking; some girl-girl - how can you go wrong? I also had some all girl-girl stuff, but figured my mom might not enjoy those so much, so I picked this one. I was pleasantly surprised when mom was already curled up on the sofa, with the lights turned down, wrapped in a light, cotton robe. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, which turned me on a little. I brought the movie out, and popped it in the DVD player. I sat down next to my mom, and she scooted closer, like we were teens on a date. It felt good, and I played along. "Is there a plot at all in this thing?" she whispered. Her arm was tucked under mine, and I felt a shiver when her breath reached my skin. "No. There never is with these. But the visuals are pretty amazing," I answered. The show started like a music video - just music and images. Chrissy was standing, running her hands up and down her oiled perfection, then beginning to touch her most intimate of places. Mom squirmed a little, and I looked at her with a "chicken?" look. She looked at me, then back at the screen. "Is that the one you think I look like?" she asked. A very well-built male was now present on the screen, and Chrissy was stroking his cock, moving her body down as she gazed at his manhood, getting it lubricated with the oil from her body. "Yes," I said. My voice was suddenly tight. I wasn't as sure of my ability to out dare my mom all-of-a-sudden. Chrissy began to use her sensual lips on the man's cock, and I was dying to feel some on mine, too. Or at least to reach down and give myself some attention to ease the ache. I glanced over at my mom, but she was watching the screen. Her lips were slightly parted, and I felt such an urge to kiss them, to feel them on my throbbing hard on. Her tongue was absently moistening her lips, just slightly, adding to the eroticism I felt. She must have felt me gazing at her, and she looked at me. Her eyes were wide with - I'm not sure what, honestly. It may have been the dim lighting, but I'd say - curiosity. Then she realized I was looking at her and she put her "chicken?" expression on. "Everything okay, dear?" she asked. She pat my arm. "I'm not spoiling your fun, am I?" I swallowed. She was playing hardball. Ok. "Not at all, mom," I said. "It gets better." I returned my eyes to the action on the screen. Chrissy and the man were fucking, and he had her pulled up as she supported herself with one leg on the recliner she had been sitting in, the other was held up by his powerful arms, and he was sliding his cock in and out of her kind of sideways. It may have been awkward to do, but it displayed the two of them marvelously! My mom's hand moved slightly on my arm, causing a goose bumps to travel up my arm. She didn't seem to notice. Mom, like me, was beginning to breathe a little more rapidly. Her attention was more often on the screen than on me, checking to see who was "winning" our challenge. But, damn! My cock needed some attention, or I was gonna' get a bad case of blue balls! Chrissy was being fucked from behind, now. Mom was watching, almost staring, at the action. Finally, the guy pulls out of Chrissy and she gets down in front of him just as he unloads his jizz all over her. It covers her chin and breasts and is running down her cleavage, and she runs one finger up through it and places it in her mouth... I heard a slight gasp come from my mom. "You okay?" I said, gloating. I felt like "advantage, Michael"! Mom looked at me, then recomposed herself as she looked back at the screen. "Yes. Fine. And you?" I wondered how this was making her feel. Do women get the same kind of turned on that guys do? Was she dying to touch herself like I was? "Fine," I lied. The action got hotter. Chrissy was now joined by another woman and a new man. She was using some glass toys on herself as her companions began to caress and lick each other. It lead to a very hot three-way, and I nearly forgot my mom was there as I got into the scene. It wasn't until I noticed we were both unusually quiet, and that I could hear her breathing, that I even remembered this was supposed to be a game of "chicken". Undeclared, but still... This time, the women double-teamed the guy's cock until he came in both of their faces. My mom was nearly lost with her lust, I could tell. Again, I pushed the envelope. I shifted back in the sofa, my bulge obvious in the light from the TV. Mom had to readjust, and her robe opened slightly as she moved to resettle against my arm. I could feel the hardness of her nipple through the cloth. Her right hand settled on my left thigh, casually. I felt my pulse pick up, and Mr. Happy throbbed. The pulse made my bulge move noticeably in the shadows from the glare. My mom looked down at my crotch, then smiled like she had won, and shifted again. More of her breasts rested on my arm. "Sure I'm not bothering you?" she asked wickedly. "Isn't there something you'd rather be doing than watching some old porno with your mom?" She knew I was dying, but I refused to concede the point. "Not at all," I answered, my voice as steady as I could make it. "But I thought the point was to decide whether or not you two looked alike." She glanced at me. I had caught her off-guard, and she had to regroup. "And how do you propose we do that?" she asked me. "Take off your clothes and let me see you next to the TV," I said. Ah! I had her! Mom looked at the screen, deciding whether or not to let me win. Chrissy Moran was now making out with another woman, and the two were slipping into a sixty-nine position. "Alright," mom said and stood up, opening her robe as she did so. Whoa! "Wha-?!" I gasped and half-sat up. But mom decided to go all out. She turned up the room lights slightly so I could see better, and she dropped her robe like a coy cock-tease. Her eyes were on mine, and I was trying not to drool. "Like what you see?" she asked. Then she did a little turn, showing off her gorgeous body. I sat there, mouth open, like an idiot, staring. "Oh, c'mon, Michael! You've seen me hundreds of times before. Can't you say anything?" She laughed playfully and stepped back from the screen to compare for herself. "First of all, my boobs are a little bigger, and I'm more curvy than she is. Don't you think?" Mom was blocking my view of the television, but I didn't care. I just drank her in, savoring the sight. She looked back at the screen where Chrissy was now down, crawling like a cat, toward a man with a huge hard on, stalking him before giving him head. "Maybe I need to copy what she's doing so you can see and compare," she said. I was gone. I was so far gone, I didn't really hear what she had said. The next thing I know, my mom is crawling toward me like Chrissy Moran in the video. And she crawled up between my legs, and her hands went up my thighs, passed over my erection without stopping, but giving me a slight brush that made me gasp, then crawled up between my legs until she was resting her torso on my belly. Her bare breasts were pressing on my cock through my jeans. My mom cocked her head and looked at me. "Well, Michael? What do you think? Still think I look like her? Still think I have a body like a porn star?" She raised her arms and displayed her bare torso for my appraisal. "Y-yes," I managed to stutter. "I think you're the most amazingly sexy woman in the world!" I said. Mom was surprised by the earnestness of my compliment, and it threw her. We looked at each other, and suddenly it was as man and woman, not mother and son. Her hands were resting on my crotch, on either side of my hard on, and it pulsed. She felt it, and looked down at my bulge. I didn't make it move, it just did! Video forgotten, fire erupted in both of us at the same time. Mom's hands rubbed at my hard on, and I was reaching down to undo them and push them off. She pulled, and my cock sprang free. The next instant, my mom has her lips wrapped around my aching member, and she's sucking me for all I'm worth. I collapsed back on the sofa, writhing and moaning as my mom sucked my cock, swirling her tongue around the head and running it along the vein underneath. I was gasping, moaning, uttering unintelligible "oh fuck... of yeah... oh god..." kinds of mumbles as she worked me like a hungry slut. Finally, I couldn't take any more, and I felt my orgasm unleash. "Ah, fuck!" I came, shooting my jizz right into my mom's mouth! And she took it all - every drop, and sucked me dry. I lay there, panting, as she cleaned my member with her tongue. Finished, she crawled up on to me and kissed me with her jizz-flavored mouth. "Oh my God, Michael..." she sighed and laid her head on my chest. "That was - incredible!" It was incest, but hey! I couldn't argue. Mother F-er Ch. 02 Mom and I had amazing, sensual, erotic sex almost every day after that first night we broke the rules against incest. We were happy, loved each other, and in lust - what could be better? Mom shared with me her secret fantasies of being fucked in the ass, and I happily obliged her! But for me, Mom asked what I wanted. "Is there something special I can do for you, Michael?" she asked, her eyes dark and lovely. "No, Mom. This is all I've ever wanted," I said. She smiled, squeezed her pussy tight (I was inside her at the time) making me sigh with pleasure, and said, "Liar." Mom slid up and down my shaft slowly, watching me. "What do you mean 'liar'?" I asked. "This is more than I ever dreamed! What more could I want?" Mom smiled knowingly and said, "To see me with another woman." Fuck. Nailed! The look on her face almost made me cum. It was clear she knew, without a doubt, and was - maybe - open to it? I moaned as she slowly ground her pussy into my groin, rotating her hips deliciously as she did so. "Well?" she asked, a small grin teasing the corners of her mouth. "W- would you?" I finally got out. My heart was racing, and my imagination had me on fire. And Mom knew it! The sexy bitch. Raising herself up to almost the tip of my cock, Mom grinned and answered, "Maybe" and drove herself down on my cock. I exploded, shooting pulses of hot, sticky cum up inside her. "Ohhh, fuck…" I sighed as I came. Once I was spent, Mom lowered herself down on top of me and kissed me. "Dear, sweet Michael," she said softly. "You give me so much. I wonder… Well, that may have to wait." Mom slid off of me, and gently got up from the bed. My cum trickled down the inside of her thighs, and the reek of sex became more pungent. Reaching down, Mom wiped some up with her finger and licked it off, sucking it into her sensual lips. "Really?" I asked in a daze. With a soft smile, Mom said, "Oh, didn't I tell you? Your aunt is coming to visit from Tucson. She'll be staying for a week or two." "Aunt Suzanne?" I asked, starting to re-enter my body and normal reality. Mom nodded. Gazing at my body, she sighed and shook her head. "Goodnight, Michael. See you in the morning. You're aunt arrives at 10 o'clock, and I want you to meet her at the airport." I lay back and nodded. "Sure, Mom. No problem." But I was bummed. With Aunt Suzi here, Mom and I couldn't "indulge" in our secret affair. Mom left, and I rolled over and got some sleep. Mom was already gone by the time I got up and showered. I grabbed some quick breakfast and headed to the airport. Aunt Suzi was my Mom's older half-sister. I hadn't seen her in about two years. I did recall that she, like my Mom, had a very nice figure. I wasn't prepared for the nearly forty-year old knockout wearing a short summer dress with killer legs and luscious lips that called out to me at the terminal. "Michael?" a woman's voice shouted. I turned and beheld this gorgeous, tanned brunette with ample cleavage and legs to die for walking my way. She had on dark sunglasses, but I recognized Aunt Suzi's smile. She has a little beauty mark on the lower edge of her lip, like Cindy Crawford. "Aunt Suzi?" I responded, gaping. Aunt Suzi smiled a bright smile, and came up and kissed me on the cheek. "You have grown!" she said, and stepped back to take me in. (I did the same to her as she did so. Damn! Was she hot!) With a playful smile, Aunt Suzi said, "Even if you're not my nephew, I'd be glad to go anywhere with you. You're a hunk!" I blushed. Aunt Suzi laughed and grasped my arm, guiding me to the luggage terminal. "Oh you are so adorable!" she said as we walked. I could feel her breast against my arm as we walked, and it made me feel a small rush that I quickly sought to distract myself from. She's your Aunt, dumb ass! I said to myself. Yeah, but then again, "the family that plays together…" I mean, Mom and I had already crossed that line - in no uncertain terms. If anything, I should feel embarrassed about being disloyal to my Mom, since she was - for lack of a better term - my lover. We talked on the way home. I had to concentrate to keep myself from gazing at Aunt Suzi's incredible legs that drew my eyes like sexy magnets from the edge of my vision. "You missed the turnoff, Mikey," Aunt Suzi laughed and pointed at the exit we wanted to take. "Oh, damn it!" I said, bringing my attention back to the road. "Sorry, Aunt Suzi" Aunt Suzi smiled, and (I swear she was teasing me deliberately) shifted in her seat to look at me, causing her dress to expose slightly more leg. Shit! "Surprised to see your old auntie?" she asked good humouredly. "Or just that she's such a hottie?" I gulped, not sure what to say that wouldn't give me away as a total perv. Aunt Suzi pat my thigh, nearly causing me to swerve and get in a wreck. Instead, I swung us off the next off-ramp and got us headed home. "N-no," I stammered. "Well, I mean, yeah. Yes, that is, to - well, that I haven't seen you - in a while." Aunt Suzi pretended to pout. "Oh? You don't think I'm a hottie? And here, I work so hard to keep myself fit!" She ran a hand down the front of her dress, and I glanced sideways trying not to get distracted again. "No - I mean - shoot! I mean, yes, you are a hottie. But, I mean, well…" Aunt Suzi laughed and leaned back in her seat. She crossed her legs, and I fought not to look. "Well, good! Thank you, Mikey. You just made my day! It's so nice to hear that a young hunk thinks I'm hot!" I blushed again, and she laughed. Her legs moved, causing me to look, and I think Aunt Suzi knew and enjoyed the effect she was having on me. "Been so long since I've seen Theresa, too," she said. "How is she? Your Mom?" "Good," I answered. I didn't want to say how good, of course. "And you? You said you don't have any girlfriends? Not since you came back from college? That's a shame, Michael." Aunt Suzi shook her head sadly. "Well, I wouldn't say that," I replied without thinking. Aunt Suzi's eyes opened wide and she said, "Oh? So there is somebody out there you're involved with! Does Theresa know? Is it serious? Or just sex?" Aunt Suzi always was kind of the "wild one", blunt and direct - but in a good way. Playful. Curious about life and experience and so forth. "Uhm… Look! We're here!" I said, and thanked God as we pulled up into the driveway. I got Aunt Suzi's things from the back and showed her to my room. "This is where you'll be staying," I said. "Sorry about the mess. I didn't know you were coming until just last night." Aunt Suzi gave a wan grin and said, "That's alright, sweetie. I didn't know until yesterday, myself. But, well - that's something for later. Mind if I wash up?" I showed Aunt Suzi the bathroom and got her some towels and stuff. While she showered, I put fresh linen on my bed. I was just about finished when she came back, wrapped in a towel. "Oops!" she said, and put a hand over her mouth in playful embarrassment. "I forgot to bring fresh clothes with me when I went to shower." The towel was held closed, but showed my aunt to have not only amazing legs, but quite a rack, too! I stupidly stared until she caught me looking and smiled. "I'll have to be more careful for the next few weeks," she said as I gathered up the old bedding. "I need to remember that there is an impressionable young man living here, and not go traipsing around with no clothes on!" I laughed, and said, "Yeah - well, me too, to be honest." Aunt Suzi stopped and looked at me, eyes questioning. Oh, shit! "I mean, I - uh… well, when Mom's not home, sometimes I forget to dress…" It was lame, but I hoped I had covered. Eyes narrowed slightly in curiosity, Aunt Suzi said, "Shoot! And here I was, hoping I'd get to see the rest of you!" I blushed deep red. "Aunt Suzi!" She laughed. "Oh, Michael! I've seen you run around buck naked when you were a little boy! It's not like I haven't seen everything." I felt a bit stunned for a moment. "But, still," I said, "I mean, I'm an adult, now. It's - different." Aunt Suzi's face screwed up like she was puzzling it out. Then she burst out laughing and touched my arm, saying, "Oh, my dear! You are so sweet! It's cute to watch the way you blush." That said, Aunt Suzi gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, then pat my behind to get me moving out the door. "I'm going to change, so you go do whatever you're supposed to, okay?" I nodded, and went out while Aunt Suzi closed the door behind me. It was weird - the moment the door closed, I felt all this sexual tension I hadn't even been aware of begin to fade. Holy shit! A week or two of this? I guess I'll need to take care of myself in the shower for a while, but shit! No sex with Mom until Aunt Suzi leaves. And Aunt Suzi… Well, shit! I'm just going to have to hunker down and be good! We all three went to dinner that night, and I did my best to stay invisible. Plus, I had to keep thinking un-sexy thought because both my Mom and Aunt Suzi were dressed to kill. Mom was curvier than her half-sister; wider hips, and larger cup size. But Aunt Suzi had, I have to admit, better legs - long and sexy, and matched my Mom in breasts, though a cup smaller. Aunt Suzi was darker, too. She inherited that wonderful Latina skin that tans dark brown, like dark brown sugar, where my Mom would tan more golden. But, I got to enjoy being there with the two hottest women in the restaurant! It didn't help that Mom began to tease me under the table with her toe. Even going so far as to press her foot on my hardened cock under the table as the two of them caught up. "And Michael has a secret lover," Aunt Suzi said to my Mom. "Did you know?" Mom smiled, and her eyes betrayed (to me, anyway) the secret joy at knowing. "Oh, yes… I know." Her foot pressed gently on my hard on. "And I must say, I think she is very lucky." Aunti Suzi smiled. "Well, I'm glad you know and approve. I must admit, I feel a little jealous." "Jealous?" Mom asked. "At the relationship between the two of you," Aunt Suzi said. I think my heart skipped a beat at that. "I mean, look at you two!" Aunt Suzi went on. "You're so close. It's wonderful to see that you have such an open relationship with each other." I blushed, and Mom said, "Oh, yes - we do indeed have that. Very open and honest. Why," she pressed again on my cock, "we share everything with each other." I swallowed, and glanced at Aunt Suzi. But, she remained oblivious, thankfully. Mom just smiled, knowingly and wickedly. She was so bad! Dinner was murder. I was dying to get off, longing to fuck my Mom, or at least to relieve the pressure that had built up during dinner. Luckily, as soon as we got home, Aunt Suzi got a phone call she had to take, and Mom pulled me into her bedroom with her. Taking me by the hand, she closed us in her master bathroom and dropped to her knees and pulled open my pants. Hungrily, Mom sucked my cock until I came. I was so ready, it took all of two minutes for me to shoot my load into Mom's mouth. She smacked her lips and sighed, smiling up at me with her naughty, sexy look on her face. She nuzzled my cock as it slowly deflated, wiping the dregs of cum across her cheeks and lips. "Oh my god," she said with a throaty, cum-coated voice. "I needed that!" "You needed that?" I said in a loud whisper. "Shit, Mom! You were driving me crazy! What was the big idea?" With an apologetic smile, Mom got up and began to undress. "Sorry, honey," she said. "It was just - I don't know… So hot to know, and know Suzi didn't, even while I sat there dreaming of sucking your cock. It was - hot! And I got so wet, I'm surprised you didn't smell me in the car on the way home!" A knock sounded on the bedroom door. It was Aunt Suzi. "Everything okay?" she called. "Fine!" Mom answered. She looked at me, and gave me a quick, passionate kiss. I could taste my cum in her mouth. "We'll just have to be good. For a while." She pat my cheek and caressed my face before shooing me out. I gave her another quick kiss and slipped out. Aunt Suzi gave me a questioning look as I opened the bedroom door and went past her. "Just needed some help with her dress," I said and headed for the den. Maybe it wouldn't be such a long week or two after all! I was sure Mom and I could find a chance to indulge. And the risk of getting found out by Aunt Suzi kind of added to the thrill, I must admit! The next day, while Mom was at work, I was out taking care of the pool when Aunt Suzi came out to sunbathe. Holy shit! The bathing suite she wore was so small, it left very little to the imagination. (And displayed her toned body to perfection.) Aunt Suzi waved and said, "You don't mind, do you, Mikey? I won't be too distracting?" She laughed and lay back on a lounge chair and poured on some sunscreen. Shit! Not too distracting my ass! I had to force myself not to watch, especially as she coated her legs and thighs, and her chest. I felt a small tug of lust as she rubbed lotion across her breasts, her hands slipping under her top. I swear, Aunt Suzi's nipples were hard and poked through the material. I went back to work. Finally, I paused, and asked Aunt Suzi if she wanted anything to drink. "Anything would be fine!" she said and smiled. I felt her watching me even though her eyes were hidden behind her sunglasses. In the house, I poured two lemonades, and added some vodka. "Hard lemonade" was very popular around here, especially in the summer. "Here, Aunt Suzi," I said, holding the chilled glass out to her. Aunt Suzi had been laying face down when I came out, and as she pushed herself up to turn over, I got a shot straight down her cleavage. When she took the glass from me, our hands touched briefly, and I felt a surge go through me and right to my cock. "Thanks, Mikey," she said and sipped her drink. Aunt Suzi ran her tongue across her sensuous lips and sighed. "Oooh, that's good!" "Th-thanks," I replied and turned away. I wanted to get clear before my cock showed through my trunks. I set my glass down and dropped into the cool water of the pool. That helped! But, as I climbed out, right from the edge and in front of my aunt's lounger, Aunt Suzi had lowered one (incredible) leg to the side of her chair, and I got a brief flash of pussy. My pulse began to race, and I dropped back in and did some laps to burn off my lust. Aunt Suzi just lay there and watched me, sipping her drink. Finally, about an hour later, she got up and went in the house. I felt relieved, and finished my yard work. As I was going past my bedroom to the bathroom to rinse off, I heard a distinctive sound coming from my bedroom: a low buzz, and a small moan made by my aunt. She's masturbating! I realized. I got a hard on immediately, and rushed to the bathroom. But, I heard another long, low moan escape my bedroom before I could close the door and kick off my trunks. At long last, I ran the shower, and stroked my hungry cock until I came. I let the water run over me, feeling the desire wash away with the water and my cum as they went down the drain. "Whew! Holy shit." Things went on like this for a couple of days. Mom went to work, and Aunt Suzi lounged around the house. I'd catch her watching me - sometimes, I swear, gazing at my crotch before she'd realize I was looking at her. But she always smiled innocently, and I thought maybe it was all in my head. But, it did give me fantasies. Friday night, I stayed home while Mom and Aunt Suzi went out dancing. It was kind of a relief, not having that constant temptation around. Either temptation! I relaxed and watched movies until I fell asleep on the sofa in the den. (Which was where I was sleeping anyway while Aunt Suzi was in town.) I woke up as they came home about 3 a.m. They were laughing and giggling, softly, clearly drunk and trying not to wake me. The two of them went to my Mom's room, and I went back to sleep. I woke up again about an hour later, and went to the bathroom. But, as I went past my room, I saw the door open and no one inside. Curious, I crept to my Mom's room and peeked in. The two of them had crashed on my Mom's bed, in partial state's of undress. Mom completely naked and partially covered by the sheet; Aunt Suzi still in her black lace panties, very sexy. They were laying close together, and it looked both sweet - and a little erotic. Here was my fantasy, in some small way: my Mom and another sexy woman together. I looked at them, and felt my cock grow hard. Oh, how I longed to jerk off on the two of them! The thought of jizzing all over both of them drove me nearly wild with desire. Aunt Suzi stirred a little in her sleep, and her hand slipped onto Mom's belly. A little lower, and she'd be touching Mom's pussy! I crept back out and went back to the den. I put on one of the adult channels and jerked off, thinking about the two of them, and how much more forbidden that was, even, than what Mom and I shared already. And I wanted it. Saturday, they were both a bit hung over, so I went and hung out with some friends from high school. I came home late, and we all had a nice dinner at home. We all drank wine with dinner, and the three of us got a little cooked. Somehow, the topic came up around sex, and Aunt Suzi said, "Terry, I don't know how you do it. How can you go so long without a man?" Mom smiled secretly and answered, "Oh, I get by." Aunt Suzi laughed and winked. "Oh, got ya'! A little friend, eh? Hell, I've almost burned mine out, especially lately. Michael here has put some nasty thought in his old aunt's head!" Mom raised and eyebrow. "Oh, he has, has he?" She smiled and squeezed my thigh. "He has grown up, hasn't he?" "And how!" Aunt Suzi said. "Too bad he's related…" Mom and I glanced at each other, and smiled faintly. "Yeah, too bad," Mom echoed playfully. I felt my woody warm up. "You know, Sis," Mom said, "Michael has this secret fantasy of seeing two women together. Don't you, Michael?" I was stunned! How could Mom tell that to Aunt Suzi? "Really?" Aunt Suzi asked. "Not surprised. Most men dream of that. Too bad he wasn't around when we were young, eh?" Mom smiled and glanced at me, her eyes mischievous. "Yeah, too bad. He might have gotten his wish." Wha-?! I looked from one to the other. "What - what do you mean?" Mom looked at Aunt Suzi. Aunt Suzi, drunk and pretty open anyway, said, "Oh, we used to practice up on each other when we were teens. I was your Mom's first kiss!" What?! I sat up, and Mom laughed, watching me. "First kissing teacher," Mom explained. "I don't count that as my first kiss." Aunt Suzi laughed and leaned back in her chair. "Well, that wasn't all I taught you…" My cock was fully engorged, and I sat still lest I disrupt the flow of the conversation. If nothing else, it would give me good wanking material! "Now, Suzanne," my Mom said in mock warning. Aunt Suzanne smiled. "First kiss. Taught her how to suck cock, too! Ha! Boy!" Mom smiled and looked at me. "She was a very good teacher, your Aunt Suzi. A very good kisser, too." Aunt Suzi waved away the compliment, and began to fan herself. "Now, Terry - be good! Your poor son must be getting pretty hot, and I know you're making me quite wet, too, so stop!" Mom looked at me with her mischievous grin and said, "Oh? Do you think Michael's hot and bothered by all this? Why, he hasn't heard about my other first, yet!" Aunt Suzi paused, and gazed at my Mom. "Terry!" Mom leaned in closer to me and whispered, loudly, conspiratorially, "Suzanne's was the first pussy I ever tasted, too." Mother F-er Ch. 02 Whoa!! I was gone. My cock throbbed, and pulsed, hungry to be let free. Aunt Suzi watched me, slightly glazed from the wine, and saw that I wasn't freaked out or disgusted or anything. She relaxed slightly, and fanned herself some more. "Theresa Ann! You're terrible!" she said. "Well," Mom replied and moved closer to me. "We were only half sisters, so it really didn't seem like incest at the time." Her hands moved to my waist and undid my pants. "But, I do think you're right, Sis," she said. "I do think this has gotten poor Michael all worked up. Why, see?" Mom pulled open my shorts, exposing my raging hard on. Aunt Suzi froze, her gaze locked on my cock. "And, as we're only half-sisters," Mom continued, "then I suppose you sucking his cock wouldn't really be incest either." I was too stunned and turned on to move. I looked at Aunt Suzi, and she looked at me before returning her gaze to my enormous hard on. "I - don't know…" Aunt Suzi replied, but her eyes never left my cock. Mom wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke me in front of her half-sister. "I know he'd just love to feel your expert lips on his cock, Sis," she said. "And I know you've been wanting to do just that ever since you got here." Aunti Suzi looked at my Mom, and Mom merely smiled knowingly. "Go ahead, Suzanne," Mom said, her voice going deep and throaty. "I won't mind. I fact, I'll show you how well you taught me!" So saying, Mom lowered her mouth over my cock and deep-throated me right there! "Oh, fuck…." I groaned in pleasure and let them have me. "Terry!" Aunt Suzi croaked, shocked. But as she watched, she saw that my Mom was sucking my cock in earnest, and that I was obviously enjoying it. Aunt Suzi watched for a few moments before she slipped from the table and crawled over to be closer. She licked her lips, and looked up at me as if for approval. Mom paused, and held my cock ready, either to continue or to allow her sister to take over. To my delight, Aunt Suzi wrapped her sensuous lips around my shaft and began to slowly give me head. Oh my God! I thought my Mom was good! But Aunt Suzi was - amazing! She held me with her lips and tongue, and did things to me that had me nearly oblivious with ecstasy. Through half-open eyes, I vaguely realized my Mom was sitting in her chair, her skirt up and her fingers working her pussy furiously while she watched. And finally, being deep-throated like I had never been before, I felt my orgasm come on in a rush. And Aunt Suzi took it down her throat, stream after stream, then slurped me clean. I leaned back, dazed with delight, while Aunt Suzi crawled over to my Mom and gently beckoned her down. I watched as they shared a kiss - tentative at first, but rapidly one that was hungry, passionate, and shared the dregs of my cum between them. Holy shit! Mom sucked Aunt Suzi's tongue like a little cock, and Aunt Suzi teased her with it. It didn't take long fro me to get hard again, watching them like that. Mom slipped down from her chair, and the two of them began to French very deeply. I was almost forgotten, but I didn't mind. I loved the show! Mom paused and winked at me. With a wicked smile, she whispered into Aunt Suzi's ear. "Get up on the table, Sis. It's time for dessert!" Aunt Suzi got up and lay back on the table. Mom helped removed Suzi's clothes, and positioned her so that her head was off one side of the table, and her legs draped down on the other. "Michael," Mom directed. "Suzi is very skilled at sucking cock. I could never master a true deep-throat, but she has." Mom parted Aunt Suzi's thighs and lowered herself between them. "I get this end, and you get the other," Aunt Suzi moaned and reached for my cock. I moved into position and she guided me in. Holy fuck, it felt so good! And from where I was standing, I could look down the length of my aunt's beautiful body and see my Mom eating her pussy with gusto. I was in heaven! My Mom eating Aunt Suzi would make Aunt Suzi moan with pleasure. And Aunt Suzi's moans while I was in her mouth and throat felt incredible through my cock! The closer Aunt Suzi came to orgasm, the closer I came as well! Mom watched me over her sister's mound. With a sensual smile, she backed off to add two fingers to her sister's pussy before resuming sucking and licking Aunt Suzi's clit. Aunt Suzi began to buck and shake, and I knew she was about to cum. When she did, she wrapped her lips around my cock and held me still with her teeth. Then, as the wave subsided, she'd let me slide back bit so she could breathe, then swirled my cock with her tongue. Mom must have given Aunt Suzi about four good orgasms. On the final one, I couldn't take it and began to cum as well. Aunt Suzi let me slip from her throat, and held my cock with her hand and jerked me as I came. I shot right across her face, her lips, and onto her throat and cleavage. Mom crawled and licked her way up her sister's body. She paused to lap up my warm cum from Aunt Suzi's breasts and throat, and continued up until the two of them were kissing deeply. The cum on Aunt Suzi's face was smeared across both of their faces, and it was about the sexiest sight I had ever seen. I sat down, too weak to stand. Aunt Suzi lay there, gasping, recovering. And Mom caressed her and kissed her and laughed gently. "Oh!" she said, "That was delicious! Shall we retire to the bedroom for more?" I was delighted when Aunt Suzi took Mom's hand, and mine, and led us back there herself. Aunt Suzi crawled on Mom's bed, gently pulling my mom with her. I paused, gazing at the sight of the two of them as they began to kiss and caress each other passionately. Now, here was my fantasy come true! Mom smiled up at me, and in a wicked whisper to my aunt, said, "Michael needs something to help him recharge his cock." Aunt Suzi, her eyes shining and mischievous, laughed softly, a deep-throated laugh. "Whatever shall we do? Why, I don't know what two girls can do to each other that might interest a young cock like his!" The two of them giggled, and I watched, amazed, as Mom's fingers slid down Aunt Suzi's belly and parted Suzanne's pussy lips. Aunt Suzi responded by opening her legs a little wider, and reached down to return the favor to Mom. The two of them fingered each other while they kissed and licked each other's lips and faces and bodies. "I remember when we used to do this, late at night," Aunt Suzi said quietly. She closed her eyes as Mom rubbed her clit just right, sighing with pleasure. Mom took Aunt Suzi's nipples into her lips and bit them slightly, pulling them out, before flicking them with her tongue. Aunt Suzi writhed and moaned, and my cock began to return to its full length. Seeing me aroused, and very much enjoying the fulfillment of my desires, Mom smiled sensually before kissing her way down Aunt Suzi's body and burying her face in Suzanne's pussy. Aunt Suzi was moaning and crying out softly, "Oh fuck… oh my God… oh fuck…" She was oblivious to anything but the pleasure her half-sister was giving her. Mom motioned for me to come nearer. She lifted her face up and I bent down to kiss her. Her lips and chin were sopping with Aunt Suzi's juices. "Suzi hasn't had a hard cock for a while," Mom said. "Give her what she needs." I looked at Mom, and she nodded that it was okay. She wanted me to fuck her half-sister. I kissed her again, and answered, "You're the best!" Mom laughed, replying, "Don't you know it!" Aunt Suzi gazed up at me as I lowered myself into position between her thighs. Her eyes were hungry, and I think a little guilty. But lust won out over any shame of being fucked by her nephew. I entered her, and Aunt Suzi's pussy felt wonderful. It was so hot! She was burning up inside, and wet from Mom having gone down on her. Both Aunt Suzi and I sighed at the same time, like people lowering themselves into a hot bath. It was pleasure and relief. Mom smiled and kissed her half-sister, gazing at me as I began to slide my cock in and out of my aunt's pussy. "My God," Mom said, licking her lips and rubbing her pussy as she watched. "Do we look like that when we have sex? If so, damn we're hot!" Aunt Suzi laughed and groaned with delight at the same time. "Oh, Terry! Please!" Mom watched me and Suzanne for a little while, then reached over and opened up her night stand. She drew out a vibrator, an anal plug, and some lube. Aunt Suzi's eyes went wide, and she gasped out between thrusts, "What - are - those? Ohh!" Mom grinned wickedly, and wiped lube on the vibrator. She lowered it to her pussy and turned it on, slowly sliding it into her pussy. "Oh, like you don't know what this is," she said as she lay back, exposing herself to Aunt Suzi and I better. I loved watching Mom with her playthings. We enjoyed watching each other masturbate, and told each other what we imagined or fantasized about while we did it. Mine often involved jizzing on my Mom's face, or tits, or ass. Mom often about me cumming inside her - mouth, ass, or pussy. "N-no," Aunt Suzi croaked, trying to speak while being fucked by me. "The - that thing." Mom smiled broader. "This? This is an anal plug. It goes up your ass." I felt Aunt Suzi's pussy tighten and she had an orgasm at that. I paused as she shuddered gently, then began to fuck her again, slowly. As I had already cum several times this night, I was good for hours, now, before I'd jizz again. (Not that I couldn't - it just seems to take a lot more to make me cum after I've already shot several good loads.) "Want to see?" Mom asked. Aunt Suzi nodded. I pulled back and turned her so that I could take her doggy-style while she watched Mom while supported on her forearms. Mom withdrew the vibrator and poured lube on the anal plug. She also smeared some on her sphincter with her fingers. Leaning forward, her face toward the headboard and her wondrous ass in my and Aunt Suzi's direction, Mom began to insert the plug up her rectum. Aunt Suzi was entranced. I was enjoying the show immensely myself! Mom closed her eyes, and slowly slid the plug in and out of her ass, each time going a little deeper with it. She bit her lip in that way I found such a turn on whenever she was experiencing intense pleasure. Finally, Mom slid it to the hilt, and then lay forward, keeping her ass in the air and exposed for us to see as she reached for the vibrator and turned it up higher. Mom began to run it over her clit, and I could tell - from past experience as well as from the sheer ecstasy on her face - that Mom was gone, totally consumed with the sensations she was giving to herself. "Holy…" Aunt Suzi gasped. I felt her pussy flush with heat and wetness, and she began to thrust herself back into me with growing urgency. "Oh God! Oh! Oh! Oh fuck! Yesss!" Aunt Suzi cried out and dropped onto her belly as she climaxed powerfully. I followed her down, doing the best I could to stay inside of her. But her heat and urgency almost sent me over the edge myself! I laughed, a low, musky laugh, as Aunt Suzi's hips began to rotate and move, slowly at first, but then with increasing desire. Like a dancer, Aunt Suzi lifted one leg, turning on her side and resting it on my chest so that I was taking her sideways. She reached down and rubbed her clit hard while rocking her body. I matched the rhythm of her thrusts, and she - like Mom - chewed her lower lip. Her head snapped back as she uttered a long, loud wail as she orgasmed yet again; shivering and shaking and swearing all at once. Mom, her vibrator now buried deep in her pussy while she manipulated the anal plug with her other hand, moaned and came as well. She buried her face in the mattress and let out a similar cry of pleasure. Mom and Aunt Suzi gazed at each other for a while, their eyes glossy and dreamy; high from their orgasms. "Shit, Suzanne," Mom said at last with a laugh. "I bet the whole neighborhood heard you on that one!" Aunt Suzi blushed, but couldn't hide how good she felt. "Good! I hope they did. I'm sure everybody wishes they just got off as hard as I did!" I laughed with them, gently withdrawing from Aunt Suzi's pussy. Feeling me depart from her body, Aunt Suzi seemed to recall that I was there, too. "Oh! Oh, Mikey! I don't want to leave you hanging. You haven't cum again, did you?" Mom chuckled. "Michael? He's good for a while, now. Needs to reload that weapon of his, don't you Michael?" I crawled up to her and kissed her deeply. "You know it, Mom." I put a little emphasis on the last word to point up the taboo of our sex. Looking down at Suzanne, Mom asked, "You've never tried anal, Sis? I must say, I'm surprised." Aunt Suzi blushed a little, and said, "I never really thought about it before. I'm kind of surprised that you have! And so clearly enjoy it at that!" Mom made a low murmur of pleasure. "Mm-hmm! Though I never indulged in that fantasy until Michael and I… Well, you know…" Aunt Suzi looked from Mom to myself, and sighed. "Who'd have guessed? I guess all that experimenting we did when we were teens might have suggested that you would indulge in something forbidden." Mom chuckled. "Like it wasn't when we did it?" Aunt Suzi smiled back. "It was hot, wasn't it? Lying in bed, our naked bodies pressed together, talking about boys and sex and kissing and all that." "Until we were so worked up, we just had to touch each other, or ourselves," Mom said. "Mikey certainly seems to think so!" Aunt Suzi said, her eyes going to my purple and throbbing cock. Mom leaned over and ran her tongue up my shaft. "Mmmmm - tastes like pussy," she said with a grin. Aunt Suzi crawled up and went down on me, a few good strokes with her mouth and lips, causing me to lean back into the pillows, weak with pleasure. "And cock!" she replied. "Tastes like pussy and cock. What a wonderful combination!" While Aunt Suzi worked my cock from the tip to the base, Mom pressed her face into my crotch and licked the base and my balls. From the way I sighed and writhed, the two of them knew they were driving me closer to another orgasm. Unspoken, an agreement passed between the two sisters, and they began to work me double-team in earnest. Mom pulled down my scrotal sack and sucked my balls into her mouth, running her tongue between and across them. Aunt Suzi lifted up and concentrated her skills on the head of my shaft, teasing the tip, flicking her tongue across the frenulum and even into the crack at the tip! I moaned like an animal, and they worked even harder. "Oh! Oh, fuck! I'm cumming!" I shouted as gouts of hot cum shot out of my penis, splashing into Aunt Suzi's face and falling onto Mom's hair and the side of her face. The flow was hot, and shot out unencumbered, free. It felt incredible! "I think he likes it," I heard my Mom say from between my legs. Her voice vibrated up through my cock and belly, and felt good. "I'll say!" Aunt Suzi laughed, and wiped up my cum from her lips and face, licking it clean. "And he tastes good, too!" They both laughed warmly. I lay there, panting, and recovering. Finally, the two of them snuggled up against me, Mom on one side and Aunt Suzi on the other, and laid their heads on my chest. I watched as the two sisters kissed, smiling, and then lay down on me. "I'm glad you came," Mom said quietly to Suzanne. "No pun intended." "I am, too," Aunt Suzi replied. "Including the pun!" I hugged them both and kissed their heads and said, "And that makes three!" We fell asleep all together, blissfully relaxed and deeply satisfied. Mother F-er I reached down and stroked her hair. My mom looked up, and I could tell we both had the same "Oh my God" kind of expression, mixed with "what next? This felt so damn good - I want more!" "Mom," I said at last. "I love you." She wriggled higher up onto me and kissed me again, a lover's kiss. "I love you, too, Michael. I love you, too." "In for a penny, in for a pound" as the saying goes. My mom taught me that saying. I thought it applied to this as well. My cock began to harden again after a few minutes. My mom stroked it gently, admiring it, telling me how lovely it was. I pulled her up onto the sofa, and kicked off my socks and pants and boxers and took off my T-shirt. My mom looked at my body with approval. I worked out, too. Another thing I picked up from her. I already knew about my mom's tubal ligation, so I knew I didn't need a condom for what I wanted to do next. I lay her back on the sofa and parted her legs, taking them over my shoulders as I pressed my cock against her opening. "Oh, Michael," she groaned. "Oh, oh, oh... my sweet Michael..." I slid into her warm, sweet wetness. It was sheer heaven! Enveloped by the warmth from which I came. Surrounded by the walls that housed me, now pleasuring me, still just as safe and secure and welcoming. I drove myself deep into my mom's pussy, until the head of my shaft pressed against the top of her uterine wall, and she sighed and hugged me close. I withdrew just as slowly as I went in, then drove back down once more. Deep. Slow. To my full length. Mom began to writhe and her hands clawed slightly at my back. "Oh my God, Michael - yes! Oh God..." I withdrew and slid back in, harder, faster. The feel of her about me was incredible! "Oh, yes! Oh, fuck me, Michael! Fuck me!" she cried. Like a good son, I complied. I fucked her good and hard. My second orgasm was building, and mom seemed to have had one or two as I was sliding in and out of her. I rolled her over onto her belly at one point, and she screamed and bit a sofa cushion as I fucked her from behind. She had pushed back against me, holding me still as I was at my deepest thrust. I felt her pussy contract, and warm fluid seeped out around my cock and dripped from my balls. I knew she'd orgasmed on me. But I wanted her facing me when I came inside her. I wanted to be able to gaze into the face of the woman I loved and cared for and desired above all others when my cum left me, pouring into her body. It was the most intense, erotic, intimate sharing I could imagine having with another human being. Looking into her eyes, seeing her biting her lip like I had seen her do in the shower, I thrust my cock inside her and came. Her eyes widened when she felt me cum, and she closed them as though drinking in the moment. "Oohhh..." I moaned. I lowered myself to her, and she clasped me to her breast as I lay, spent, recovering. We could feel the trickle of my cum as it dribbled from her pussy onto the sofa. For some reason, we both giggled. Mom gazed at me, and I held myself up on one arm to gaze back. We kissed, and I never wanted to leave her body. But my penis did eventually slide out, and I curled up next to her on the sofa. No mean feat, it wasn't very wide. "So, I guess I win," I said softly, playfully. Mom tickled me, and I bit her nipple to stop her. "And what makes you think you 'won'?" she asked, stroking my head. "You not only have the body of a porn star, but the behavior of one, too!" I said. She laughed and pushed me off the sofa. I crawled back up and kissed her again. Behind me, the credits were rolling on the video. "Guess I made you miss your movie," mom joked. I smiled and kissed her breasts. "Maybe we should make our own," I said and wiggled my eyebrows. Mom slapped my playfully. "Oh, Michael. You're horrible." I smiled and said, "Well, I am a mother fucker, so what do you expect?" Mom paused for a moment. But I guess she felt too good to let the incest issue bother her, so she said, "That's true. You are a very good mother fucker. And now I think I want you off to bed!" She sat up and took my hand. My cock began to harden yet again, and she shook her head as she lead me back to her room and her very large bed. "Just like your father," she said. We made love until I had nothing more to give, and she was too sore to take. And lay curled together until the sunlight coming through the shades woke us up in the morning.