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Mother's Day

By: Erosness



I woke up early Saturday and realized Mother's Day was the next day and I had not bought anything for my mother. It was definitely time to go shopping. After my shower I searched through my drawer of panties to find a pair of mom's. I started wearing her panties when I was young living at her with mom, dad and my two sisters whose panties I also wore. Only one of my sisters knew that they all shared their panties with me. Today being that it was close to Mother's Day I decided to wear one of the many pairs of her briefs that I had stolen. Why so many briefs. Well when I was a kid mom would come home from work and as she talk to me and my sisters she was strip down to her pastel colored brief panties. One day she left a pair hanging in the bathroom that tempted me to put them on. I did and that was the day I became a panty boy. So now that I have grown up I still make sure to get a pair of mom's panties during visits. 

Today I chose a pastel blue pair of her briefs. I put them on then pulled my jeans over the panties as my dick got hard as a rock. To the mall I went running.

Being a panty boy it is hard for me to go a mall and not stop in Victoria's Secret to look at all the beautiful panties and all the equally beautiful women that come in to shop. As usual a sales lady came to my aid. I told her I was just looking and need to go to other stores to find something for Mother's Day. She suggested that I not go any further than the table of panties she pointed to. 

We walked over to the table together and she helped me pick out a few pair of panties. While waiting my turn in line, I noticed a marked down rack. I stepped over and found a nice bra to match the panties and a sheer pajama set that I thought dad would like to see on Mom's sexy body.

I paid for my purchases and headed to my parents house. We I arrived both mom and dad were home. I took the bag in with me and showed dad what I had bought for mom. He jokingly asked if I had wanted mom to model the clothes for me. We both laughed at that. Dad did not realize that his joke had started my dick to harden in mom's panties. 

Neither of us heard mom coming or realized she was there until she had seen everything. Then she asked what was so funny. Dad showed her the Mother's Day gifts, then told her what we were talking about. She picked up everything and without a word went to her bedroom. When the door opened she stuck one leg out. When I looked down her foot was covered in a sexy pair of strappy high-heeled sandals. 

When she stepped out into full view she was wearing one of the panty and bra sets that I bought her. WOW did it look good on her. I could not take my eyes off her as she walked into the room with dad and me. She walked over to dad, kissed him and told him to enjoy the show. She walked over in front of me and began to do a sexy dance in front of me showing her sexy body in the nice sexy panties and bra. 

My dick is hard as heck. Up to this point I had never seen my mom in such a sexy outfit. I used to see her daily in just her pastel, full cut briefs, but never like this. And she never did a dance for me either. Now she is in this sexy outfit dancing around showing me her body. Mom even gave me a lap dance. She turned her nice ass towards me then moved back against my chest as she slid down into my lap. I know she felt the large lump in my pants. She pressed hard down on my dick then leaned back, turned her head, kissed me on the check and whispered her thanks before she got up and started walking away. 

As she walked out of the room, Mom reached up, unfastened her bra, then dropped it to the floor. The she stopped, put her hands across her body then slowly slid them down placing her thumbs in the waist of the panties. Mom then pulled the panties down midway of her FINE ass and started walking again. At the door of her bedroom, she bent at the waist and pulled her panties down till she was completely bent over as she stepped out of the panties. The she stood and walked into her room leaving the panties on the floor. 

Dad and I sat there in silence, stunned. Before either of us could say a word Mom appeared again. This time she was wearing the sheer pajama set and just as I suspected it looked GOOD on her.

As she walked towards the room to join Dad and me, I could clearly see her full tits through the sheer fabric. But she also had something in her hand. 

I took in the full view of her boobs then let my eyes move down to her narrow waist and on down to her wear I could see the mound of hair of pubic area. I was happy to know that Mom shaved. The mound was a small triangle shape that with a point at the top of her pussy. 

Just as before Mom walked over to Dad first, then came to directly in front of me and modeled the pajama set for me. She made sure I got a full view of her sexy body covered in the sheer pajamas. At one point she squatted directly in front of me then began to slowly open and close her legs. She would open a little, then close them then open a little more, then close again, open a little more till eventually her legs were completely opened allowed me a full view of her hairless pussy. The sheer fabric was pushing against the lips tightly causing them to spread, giving me a nice view of her wet pink insides. 

Mom looked at me and asked if the lingerie was the only gift I would give her for Mother's Day. Before I could answer she sat back on the floor with her legs spread, looked me in the eye, raised her hand and used one finger to tell me to come to her. I looked at Dad and he nodded his approval. As I stood, Mom revealed what was in her other hand. A pair of her panties. She tossed them in my lap then told me to put them on. 

I think her and Dad were shocked when I pulled my pants down revealing that I already had on a pair of Mom's briefs. She recognized them right away. And it was not long before she noticed the wet spot at the tip of the bulge of those panties. I was hard as a rock and just about covered the front of the panties with precum. Mom Sat up now and reached to touch my hard on through her panties. She wrapped her hands around it then began to stroke me through her panties. As Mom stroked my dick she first said this is the best Mother's Day present she has ever been given. She then told me that she and Dad have known for years that I wear her panties. She continued to stroke as she told me she got suspicious when as a child she would find her panties stuffed under my pillow. She also told me about the morning not too long ago where she found a pair of her panties soaked with my cum after I spent the night at her house recently. Mom's hand was moving faster on my panty covered dick now. She sat up pointed my dick at her face then stuck out her tongue and began to lick around the head of my panty-covered dick. She tasted the precum juices then closed her lips around the head of my dick as she continued to stroke me. 

My dad who had been sitting the whole time now stood up and undressed. Now it was my turn to be shocked to find him to was wearing my Mom's panties. He came over to where Mom was now sucking me through the panties and he kneeled beside her. Mom released my dick from her mouth then pointed it at Dad. They looked each other in the eye as Dad took my entire panty covered dick into his mouth. Dad held me in his mouth as Mom stood and began to take off the pajama set. If she looked good with it on, she looked even better now that she was naked except for her Black pumps. As Dad began to suck my dick through Mom's panties, Mom came up behind me and pulled her panties down. She tapped Dad on the head to get him to let go so she could remove the panties from my dick. Reluctantly he released me but as soon as my hard dick was freed from the panties he put it right back in his mouth. But now he was using his tongue as my dick disappeared in and out of his mouth. 

Mom was still behind me pressing her naked body against mine. Her tongue was working on my naked and ears as her 36D boobs rubbed around on my back. When Dad's mouth was not covering my dick Mom would put her hands on it and stroke me. 

What a feeling this was. For years I wore Mom's panties dreamed of having sex with her, but no way did I ever think I would be involved in such hot sex with her and Dad while Dad and I wear her panties. Dad stopped sucking my dick long enough to tell Mom that I was ready to cum. She pushed him away then pulled me onto my back on the floor. She was at my head now and I could see her pussy. Mom moved so that her pussy was over my face then she reached forward with both hands and started stroking Dad through her panties. She looked back between her hanging tits to see that I was looking at what she was doing to Dad, then she began to lower her pussy to my mouth. As she came down I stuck my tongue out so that it would be buried in her pussy by the time she stopped lowering her body on my face. Mom lowered her pussy until I could feel her ample NICE firm ass cheeks covering my face. My tongue was buried in her hot shaved pussy tasting all the juices that tasted sweeter than any I had ever tasted before. Mom rode my face as I felt two hands wrap around my dick. I fucked Mom with my tongue and played with her clit until her body began to shake on my face. She trembled as orgasm hit her. During her orgasm she fell forward on my body and slightly raised her ass so her pussy was over my face out of reach of my tongue. I looked up the beautiful site of her ass cheeks and wet pussy. I could see the juices of her orgasm running out. I opened my mouth to catch them. 

Mom's orgasm subsided and she slid her body forward. She raised up to put her feet flat on the floor on either side of my waist. Her pussy was right over my dick. Dad reached grabbed my dick and put the head at the lips of Mom's pussy. Sure of the position he let go as he and Mom embraced in a kiss while she lowered her pussy onto my dick until I was completely inside her tight wet pussy. 

Mom began to ride my dick hard and fast as her and Dad kissed. When she began to tremble again dad reached behind her and spread her butt cheeks. As her orgasm hit Dad put a finger into her asshole and began to work it in and out. I could feel his finger through the thin wall that separated her pussy and ass. Mom juices flowed until we were all soaked. After this orgasm she raised up just high enough for my dick to be freed. Dad grabbed it again and put it at the entrance to Mom's tight asshole. Mom lowered her body so the head disappeared in her tight asshole. She rose up and down just on the head for several strokes before she began to slowly work her ass down on my entire length. Once she had me completely inside her she turned around to face me. As I fucked her ass she leaned forward to put one of her nipples in my mouth. I sucked on it just as I did when I was a feeding infant. The more I sucked on her nipples the faster Mom rode my dick. I could not take to much of this and told Mom I was close to cumming. She stroked me for a few more seconds until I could no longer hold it then she suddenly raised up off my dick to the middle of my upper body. As I began to shoot my load I felt Dad wrap his mouth around my dick and take my entire load. He kept me in his mouth after I went limp to make sure all the cum was pulled out of my dick. Dad let go of my dick and Mom stood over me. She reached her hand to me and led me to the shower with her. 

In the shower she asked me to wash her body down which I gladly did. When we finished she gave me her towel to dry her body. Then she led me to her bedroom, opened her drawer and pulled out a pair of her full cut briefs. I put them on as she climbed in the bed. After I model the panties for her she pulled the covers over inviting me to her bed. When I got in she told me thanks for getting her Mother's Day off to a good and early start. She said she wanted to wake with my dick inside her pussy. Then she turned around putting us in the spoon position. She snuggled her luscious ass to my panty covered dick then pulled my arm across her placing my hand firmly around one of her tits. This is how we fell asleep after squeezed her tit, kissed her on her neck and whispered goodnight.

Mother's Day



Violet woke up early that Sunday morning. It was just past seven and she heard her baby crying in his crib. She groaned in agony as she rose her tired body up from the big bed. She could see her husband James was already gone to work. She looked sadly down as he wouldn't be spending Mother's day with her.

She walked over to the baby's crib. He was such an adorable baby. A beautiful baby boy. She'd named him James after his father of course. He was only two months old and she could already see his fathers face was developing on the infant. She picked up the baby to change his diaper. Afterwards she proceeded by rocking him as she breast fed him on the big rocking chair James had bought her.

James and Violet had been married for only two years now and their life completely changed when they had this adorable baby boy. Being a young couple, James and Violet really didn't have much experienced in married life. They were both only 24 years old but they'd fallen in love since high school and got married right after college. He'd gotten two jobs to help support them and he was hardly ever around.

Violet knew she couldn't complain, since he was doing this so she wouldn't have to work and have time to spend with their baby. She just sat there rocking him to sleep as he sucked on her sore nipple sucking the milk out.

She sang him lullabies with her sweet gentle voice. Her young body was already almost back to it's original shape. She hoped James wouldn't stop lusting for her since she had a slightly soft belly after giving birth.

It was mothers day today and although Violet didn't have her husband, she had her baby boy with her. James Jr. was falling asleep and she laid him back on his crib. She got up to change out of her cotton white nightgown but she heard her doorbell ring.

She looked out of the window to see her brother Scott standing out the door with flowers. Feeling overjoyed, she rushed to open the door. He was standing there, handsome as ever with his dark hair a bit long almost covering his eyes holding bright daises for her. He smiled at her so sweetly.

"Scottie! Oh God your so sweet!" She hugged him tightly smelling his cologne.

"Hey! I remembered it's mother's day and I know my baby sister is a mommy." He said as he squeezed her firmly.

"Well, come on in. I'm glad you stopped by I was feeling a bit lonesome."

"Lonesome? Why? Where is James?" He asked as he walked in.

"James has to work today until late. You know he had to get two jobs so I wouldn't have to work."

"Ah that's a good brother! I like him now!" Scott teased.

"So go on and sit down I was just about to change here." She said offering him a seat on the blue velvety couch.

"Wait I wanna see my nephew. Where is baby James?" Scott asked loudly.

"Shhh. He's asleep."

"Well, can I just peep at him. I've hardly seen him since he was born."

"Yeah I guess you can in a little bit. Let me just change first OK?"

"Well, all right but hurry up I wanna see him." Scott insisted.

Violet hurried back to the bedroom and peeked over to the crib and her baby boy was fast asleep. She smiled to herself as she thought about how much Scott loved him. It was Scott's first nephew and since Scott wasn't married or had kids of his own he kind of considered James Jr. like his own child.

Violet and Scott were so close growing up. Since they were only two years apart, they were more like best friends backing each other up when one got into trouble. Violet would often worry about Scott since he lived alone and hardly had any serious girlfriends. He always said he liked living the life of a bachelor but she always knew deep down he wanted to settle down soon.

Violet picked up her long brown hair in a ponytail and put on her spaghetti strap blue flowery summer dress. She black slip on sandals completed the simple look. She didn't put on a bra since the bra's were making her breasts hurt.

She looked into the mirror as her blue eyes widened as she saw how big her breasts had gotten since she gave birth. Look like she'd gone from a b-cup to a large c-cup. She just hoped she wouldn't leak milk which hardly seemed to happen anyway.

She scurried on over to the living room and saw Scott was watching some TV. He looked over and she saw his heavenly blue eyes piercing at her.

"What?" She asked embarrassed.

"Hey sis your getting back to your shape pretty fast. Except your boobs are huge!" He said laughing.

She playfully hit his arm. "Shut up! So tell me what have you been doing? Any new girlfriend you got?"

"No. Why do you always have to ask that?" He asked frustrated.

"Sorry! I was just hoping you'd found someone serious instead of all those floozies you run around with."

"Oh here we go again." He said sighing.

"OK OK sorry I'll shut up. Thanks for the flowers! You always knew daises were my favorite!" She shrilled.

"Yeah I know. You better put them in water before they fade."

She grabbed the daises that laid on the coffee table and walked to the kitchen to set them in water. They were just precious.

"So you going to visit Mom?" Violet asked.

"Yeah probably until tonight because she's not home since Dad took her out of town for Mother's Day weekend."

"Oh really? Must be so nice to have a husband take you out like that" she said in a jealous tone.

Scott looked over to his sister as she began to sob. He quickly turned off the TV and ran to her side. He put his arm around her letting her know how much he loved her.

"Hey it's OK. Your husband loves you Violet. He is just working so much for your and Jr's sake. Next year I'm sure he'll take you out."

She cried on her brothers shoulder. "I know but I miss him so much Scott. I need him around. James needs his daddy around."

Scott kissed her forehead softly. "I know but hey you got me. I love my nephew, so If you need a father figure for him for now I'll do it." He smile down at her.

She looked up at him as her eyes blinked with emotion. "Thank you Scott!"

All of a sudden she felt her dress soaking wet! She'd started to leak! Oh God she was so embarrassed!

"Uh oh! Sorry Scott." She said as she saw she'd soaked his T-shirt.

He laughed softly. "That's OK. It's all part of being a mommy." He began to stroke her hair.

Violet sensed a strong sexual tension at the moment. Scott hadn't released her hold. Now they were both getting wet from her milk.

He leaned down and gave her a sweet delicate kiss on her pouty lips. She felt her whole body quiver in excitement. Her heart was pounding as he held her closer.

"Scott it's been a long time since I've had a man so close to me like this." She said in a shaky voice.

He cupped her face in his hand looking deeply into her eyes. "How long has it been?"

"Too long." she said as she reached up to kiss her brother.

They began to kiss intensely immediately. His kiss was absolutely stimulating. She felt her body long for more of him. Their tongues met instantly. It was such a hot wet kiss they were sharing.

"Violet. Oh God Violet your so beautiful." Scott gasped as he started to kiss her neck.

His hot breath was brush her skin so tenderly. His lips trailed down her jawbone and headed for her neck as his tongue slid all around her ear.

"Yes! Kiss me Scott. Kiss me. Don't stop!" She said panting.

Violet began to feel her brother picking up her little dress exposing her white cotton panties. His hands caressed her bottom as he continued to kiss and nibble on her neck. She was completely entranced by his touch, his feel.

Scott began to tug at her cotton panties wanting to just tear them off of her. Violet started to feel her milk leaking out more. She didn't care at the moment. This moment was just too incredible. She started to pull on Scott's shirt ready to have him take it off.

He voluntarily took off his shirt showing her his virile chest and six pack stomach. She heaved a sigh of lust as she saw her brother topless. He threw his T-shirt on the floor so savagely. Scott was so eager to tear that dress off his sister and look at her big tits. He grabbed her ass and cupped it with his strong hands lifting her up.

"The kitchen is no place to do this." He said as he walked carried her over to the bedroom.

Violet hung on tightly to her brother as he whisked her away from reality. They got in her bedroom he gently put her down as he sat her on the bed. He expressed his happiness in his smile looking down at her.

She saw his eyes wonder to the crib where her son laid silently asleep. His eyes glowed with love as he saw his nephew laying there so peacefully.

"He's getting so big." Scott said as he watched the infant sleep. "He's beautiful."

Violet beamed with joy as she felt so much love in the air at that moment.

"And his mother is even more beautiful." Scott continued as he grabbed Violets hand picking her up from the bed.

"Scott I want you so badly right now. I think I've always wanted you." Violet moaned softly.

"I know deep down I've always wanted you just like this. So fuckin' hot." He voice rasped.

He lifted her dress again this time tearing her little cotton panties off her. Violet felt the warm air hit her skin. Scott began to kiss her mouth again exploring it once more with his tongue. She found her hand creeping down to unbutton Scott's jeans. He quickly began to pull her dress up from her gorgeous body. She allowed him to take her dress up by putting her arms up in the air.

Scott looked at every inch of Violet's body as he took off her dress. He saw her ravishing golden tan thighs filled goose bumps from his touch. He saw her soft belly surrounded by small sights of stretch marks where she'd been pregnant. Finally he saw her now moist big tits as they dripped with milk.

He hungrily leaned down sucking on her big pink nipples. Her tits felt incredible in his hands and mouth. They were so swollen so huge! He sucked on her nipples as he felt squirts of milk fill his mouth. He felt his cock harden as balls swelled up as his sister fed him her milk.

Violet was paralyzed by her brother sucking her milk out of her. She moaned as she tossed her head back. She felt her pussy begin to drench with desire.

"Your delicious." He whispered as he came back to kiss her lips.

Violet could taste her sweet milk on her brothers lips as they kissed. She wanted him in her now! Her pussy was aching for some cock and the thought of her brothers cock in her drove her over the edge!

"Fuck me Scott! Please!" She begged him.

"Is it OK for you to have sex now?" He asked breathlessly.

"Yes. The doctor said I could have sex now." She muttered softly.

Scott softly pushed Violet onto the bed letting her lay with her legs open. Showing him her shaved sweet cunt. He looked down at her pussy as he could see her pink clit swollen now. He wanted to taste her so he vanished his head between her legs as he licked her up and down her long slit.

"Mmmmmmm!" She wailed quietly.

He stroked her whole pussy with his long tongue viciously. His speed increased on her clit as she swung her hips side to side. She'd never felt such heat her entire life. His mouth felt just so remarkable with each lick each suck

She moaned in ecstasy as she squeezed her own nipples letting the milk squirt out of her tits. She was now feeling Scott's tongue slip inside her hot pussy hole. She felt her whole body tighten as Scott wiggled his tongue in her hole. He was tasting all her juices licking all inside the walls of her pussy.

Violet was now grabbing the sheets of her bed as she was beginning to cum on her brothers mouth. She felt pressure all over her body as her tits released more milk while she was trembling as she came.

"Oh Scott! I'm cumming! I'm cumming so fuckin' hard!" She cried out.

Scott was shocked as he felt her juices just flow out madly. He tried as much as he could to get all her juices in his mouth. She tasted delicious!

Violet couldn't take it anymore and pulled Scott towards her. She kissed him deeply tasting her raw pussy on his lips.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now Scott!" She demanded.

Without hesitation, Scott pulled down his jeans and slapped her pussy with his hard cock. He felt his cock throbbing ready to fuck his horny sister. He watched as she laid there so ready to take his cock up her cunt.

He slid his cock down her slit as he finally aimed for her opening. She gasp as she felt his cock starting to enter her pussy.

"Oh yes! Stick it in me! Fuck me!" She blurted out.

"Yeah? You ready for big brothers cock?" He asked as he inserted the head of his cock in her dripping hole.

"Fuck yeah! Scott ram that cock in me. Make me cum!"

Scott slammed his cock up Violet's cunt as he initiated the wonderful fuck. He thrusted his hips against Violet's jamming his cock in and out of her pussy so fiercely.

"Oh fuck you feel so good Violet! Oh baby!" Scott grunted.

Scott held her legs wide open with his hands on each leg. She loved the way Violet looked so slutty letting her own brother fuck her. Her swollen breasts were bouncing around everywhere now as he increased the speed of his fucking.

"Ahhh Scott! I'm so close to cumming. Get it in deeper. Deeper!" She cried out.

Scott pushed harder inside her with all his might. He felt her pussy grip his cock tightly as she climaxed so gracefully. Her nipples hardened as she came and he could see her milk drying up now on her chest. It was such an alluring sight. Her young body quivered with delight as he kept fucking her.

"I wanna cum in you Violet. I want to so bad!" Scott whispered breathlessly.

"Cum in me! Squirt all that incest cum in me! " She whined.

"Yeah? You want my cum? Oh Violet! How I wish you would have had my baby!" He felt his cock twitch as he was ready to release his cum.

The thought of having Scott's baby just made Violet's pussy pour out more of her sweet nectar.

"Ohhhhhhhh! I'm gonna cum! Take it all Violet!" Scott tossed his head back squirting all his cum inside her.

"Mmmmmmm! Yes! Cum in me. Shoot it all up in me. Get me pregnant!" She wailed as the hot cum flowed all in her.

Scott rammed his cock more making sure every drop of cum was in his sister. "Yeah! Have my baby Violet!"

Scott left his cock inside his sister for a few seconds trying to calm down from the fantastic fuck he just had. He took his cock out and laid next to her. Both felt exhausted from their love making. Violet rested her head on Scott's chest just holding her brother.

"Scott I love you so much." She said quietly listening to his heart pounding.

"I love you too Violet. I've always loved you."

They fell asleep for over two hours and were awaken by the cooing of the baby that laid in the crib. Violet looked over at Scott who was already up checking up on the baby. She smiled at him as he held her son. She loved her brother who was now her secret lover. 



Mother's Day



For seven years until the age of eighteen, I went to grammar school. Seven years, five times a week, same bus ride to school. Well not always the same bus ride, there were several busses that went from the stop near my house to my school and I would take the first one that came.

Every few days I would see a group of girls of my age also going to their school - mine was a boys school, theirs a girls - and although we travelled together for part of the journey for years I never plucked up the courage to go and talk to them, even though some of them were quite pretty.

As we entered the last year of school and I turned eighteen in January, neither I nor the girls had much respect for our school uniforms, I had already discarded by blazer as it was too small, although I must admit that I was still a bit skinny and lanky, and with glasses I looked a bit of a nerd - and the girls insisted on wearing their skirts on the short side. One of the girls, Nora, also wore her blazer - which was a little bit tight - always buttoned up so as to accentuate her small waist and well made tits.

One morning during the last term I climbed up the stairs to the upper deck of the bus and found a seat, the girls were making a commotion which I discovered was because it was Nora's 18th birthday. After a few stops she came unexpectedly and sat down next to me.

I was a little bit embarrassed but I wished her happy birthday and she asked me if I was doing anything after school.

I replied that I wasn't and we agreed to meet on the bus and go back to her house. She said that it would be empty and we could "Have some fun".

I don't think I paid much attention to lessons that day and at ten to four I was out of class and down at the bus stop waiting for her to arrive.

She was sitting on the same seat that we had shared that morning and as I sat down next to her she put her hand behind my neck and pulled me to her, kissing me full on the lips.

I was a little inexperienced at this sort of thing but when I felt her tongue pushing at my mouth i opened it and our tongues entwined.

It was the sexiest thing that I had ever experienced and almost came on the spot.

We slowed down a bit and I put my arm around her shoulders, feeling a firm tit while she stroked my thigh, brushing her hand against my pumped up prick imprisoned in my trousers.

We managed to get off the bus and walked the few minutes to her house without being arrested and as soon as we were inside we began pulling off our clothes and feeling each others bodies in a frenzy.

She grasped my prick and pulled me into the lounge and pushed me into an armchair.Crouching down she enveloped my prick with her mouth and began sucking and licking it and my balls as if they were an ice-cream and it was midsummer.

I bent over and stroked her back, moving my hands around to feel her nipples. As I rubbed and squeezed them she moaned, stood up and thrust them at me to suckle.

I was in heaven. Life couldn't get any better, or so I thought!

She took my hands in hers and stood me up, then steered me to the carpet and had me lay on my back whereupon she squatted over me and impaled herself on my prick.

The sensation of her tight, juicy cunt enveloping my prick was indescribable.I had no way of comparing the feeling with anything that I had experienced before.

Somehow I managed not to come and just laid back and enjoyed having a naked girl slide up and down on me, her firm, full tits bouncing in front of me.

Every so odten she would bend forward so that I could lick her nipples, she would stroke herself and then get me to lick her fingers, the taste of which was exciting and well, different to anything I had ever tasted before.

We got into some sort of rythm and after a few minutes she got off me and pulled me to my feet.

"Come with me" she said, "let's go somewhere more comfortable."

She led me upstairs and I presumed that we were going to her bedroom but I was in for a suprise.

The bedroom door she opened was not hers but her parents. I knew this as soon as I entered and saw her mother laid out naked on the bed. 

Her mother was, I suppose, in her middle forties, her tits were a bit soft and flabby and her waist was full and she laid streched out with her arms behind her head and her legs, one straight, one bent at the knee, like a painting. Her cunt was in view and topped off with a light fuzz of hair.

Nora led me to the bedside and said "Mum, I'd like you to meet Tom."

"Well Tom, it's nice to make your acquaintence" she said, "Please make youself at home."

I stepped forward and climbed onto the bed, kneeling between ger legs. I bent down and, for the first time in my life, kissed a cunt.

The taste was almost too much for me to bear, I kissed it again and again, licking and insinuating my tongue into her cunt, feeling her clit between my lips, running my hands over her smooth thighs and up to her soft tits.

She reached down and pulled me to her.

"Come inside me." she instructed. Who was I to refuse?

Her cunt was softer that her daughters. She lifted her legs and I slid all the way in so that my balls were slapping on her ass as I pounded in and out of her.

Nora lay alongside us and stroked my balls between my legs and I came closed and closer to exploding.

Just before I came Nora's mother pushed me out, rolled me over and took my prick in her mouth, sucking and rubbing me until I came in her mouth.

With her mouth full of my sperm, she bent over her daughter and dribbled it into Nora's mouth.

They then swapped positions and Nora returned the sperm to her mother.

After four or five exchanges they both swallowed what they had and came to lie either side of me.

"Did you like that?" Noras mother asked me.

And without waiting for a reply said "Just rest up a little while and you can fuck Nora as well."



Mothers Day



My dad, Eric, is a civil engineer, working on sites sometimes too far away to drive home at the end of the day. He will then sleep over. It did not happen often, and not at regular intervals either, so his away days was not predictable. It did not matter much, we knew where he was and what he was doing, and although it did not bother mom, she must have missed him some nights.

Mom is a very friendly, beautiful, sexy lady. Her name is Belinda. I only started to realize her beauty when I was about fourteen and was quite proud of the fact that I had the most beautiful mother. Before that, she was only my mother and a mother could not be anything else but beautiful to any child. When we got to the stage where sex started to form part of our daily thoughts, many of my friends mentioned mom when we discussed beautiful girls. I believe some of them fantasized about her, although it was never said in so many words, until they became more familiar and a few mentioned that they would like to take her on. I got upset at first but later realized that she was in fact a seriously hot babe. I also then looked at her differently, and what I saw was a pleasant sight.

We are a very close-knit family, my elder sister and I spent many glorious moments with our parents early mornings while they were still in bed, during weekends and holidays. We would sit on the bed, sharing our ups and downs with them which most of the time will lead to a humorous comment or two with a bit of teasing both ways. When we reached the ages of sixteen and fourteen respectively, the teasing sometimes had a sexual undertone like "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" stuff. Questions around kissing and fondling and what my sister would allow and what not, and what I would do and what not, and what experience we had, were asked. In a way, I think it was my parents' way of finding out what we knew and what they could share with us, also how far did we progress on the road of sex. 

During some of these events, the discussions turned dangerously close to open sex talk, which of course aroused me. Often, I had to cover up when leaving the room so no one would see my hard-on. It also happened that with all the moving around on the bed, the sheets would sometimes allow a view of a well-shaped leg, higher up than normal, and even a glimpse of dad in his boxers with a semi hard-on. In the beginning it did not matter at all, but with the kind of talks that could channel one's mind to sex and masturbating, such a view later on became something to look forward to. I often listened to their love-making as my room was next to their's. I could stand right in the doorway of their room without being seen. I could not see the act, but I listened to the cries and phrases used during the heavy sessions. This always resulted in wanking with the image of myself in the place of my dad.

My sister eventually left the house and found her own apartment in a nearby town, which left me with my parents. I was nineteen at the time and attending college. My dad was busy on a project for the last month in a city about 7 hours drive from home. He left the Monday morning early and would return Thursday evening at about seven and spend Friday in the office. Wednesday was Mothers Day (officially Sunday, but the decision was made long ago to have it on the Wednesday after)and I decided to surprise mom with coffee and a gift in bed. I made the coffee and took it up to mom's room. I knocked and entered like we usually do. Mom was lying on her back with her knees drawn up. The sheet lifted from the bed as it was pulled upwards by her knees, and exposed her thigh and butt with her t-shirt (that's what she sleeps in) that slid up to around her mid section. I immediately noticed that she did not wear panties, or so it appeared. You can imagine the reaction in my groin. Fortunately, I had the tray in front of me, but when I placed it on the bedside table, I was not quick enough to cover up and mom must have had an eyeful of my hard-on. She did not show any sign of discomfort, so I walked over to the other side of the bed, got on all fours and planted a kiss on mom's forehead. "Happy Mother's Day Mom" She gave me a sexy smile and said: "Thank you. I appreciate this more than you will ever know." There was a moment of sadness in her voice and on her face and I asked if everything was alright. 

"I miss your dad on a day like this". She pulled me closer and kissed me on the lips, a motherly kiss.

I lied down on my side with my head propped up on my elbow, looking at her. It was quite cold, so I pulled the sheet over to cover my legs. Mom pulled the sheet back playfully and said: "Oh no, you don't get any of mine". I grabbed hold of the sheet and pulled, saying: "I won't take yours mom, I will take dad's portion. Dad will not use his today, and you are not using his, so it's free for me to use" With this, I jerked the sheets and mom lost her grip on it. I pulled it right off her and left her exposed right down to her lovely legs, which by the way was not covered by the t-shirt she was wearing. I couldn't help but to stare at this lovely body. The nipples were visible through the fabric, either because of the cold or because she was slightly aroused. She slowly covers herself again. I swallowed hard and tried my best to sound normal:

"What do you miss most about him Mom?"

"Well, the fact that he is here comforts me, not any specific thing about him"

I saw a gap to tease mom and grabbed the opportunity. "So, if I cut away specific things, you will still be comfortable around him?"

"Jonathan, watch out!! You are trying to be clever again", mom said with a smile.

"Sorry, mom, I was just joking. At least I'm here with all my parts intact"

"I noticed that young man. It was quite obvious when you brought the tray that nothing is missing. Some of your parts were more visible than others"

"Mom, that's below the belt. I cannot help it, it just happens. It is as if I have no control over it"

"Sorry, Jonathan, I should not notice things like that. But I know that you also don't always keep your eyes to yourself. What did you see that had such an effect on you?"

"Nothing mom!" I tried to sound innocent, but the vision of what I saw is still in my mind, but what's more is the image of what I did not see. The mere thought of what I could have seen, sent a shiver down my spine.

"I know that you had a peek of some exposed part. It's flattering to know that my body still has that effect on men and especially young men".

"Mom, you have what many young women can only dream of"

"And what may that be"

"You have the sexiest body in town"

"Wow, you are treading on dangerous ground. You should not think of me as sexy"

"But it's true mom. You have a body to die for, and I will be blind not to notice it. I know I should not be so bold about it, but I am stating a fact, not a dream. Many of my friends think likewise"

"Don't worry son, I understand, and I appreciate your boldness and your kind words. It makes me feel good"

Belinda was awake when Jonathan knocked on the door. She was thinking about Eric and looking forward to him being home. Sex is still very much alive in their marriage. She gets frustrated when she has to go without sex for a few days. She usually sleeps with only a t-shirt on; it makes it so much easier to take care of herself whenever the need arises. She was quite horny thinking about her husband. There was no time to properly cover up when Jonathan entered with the tray.

She saw him staring at her legs and didn't want to embarrass him by covering herself. When he put the tray down and moved back, she noticed the bulge in his boxers and smiled to herself. She was surprised by the size of it. She had previously seen glimpses of his cock in different stages of erection, but never so close-up. She was also aware of a tingling sensation at the sight of this semi erection and her mind was in turmoil for here she has a cock that will be ready anytime and she cannot use it. She decides to hold him here a while longer to see how he reacts to her charms. She wants to tease him to see his reactions, thinking about that cock and what it will look like fully erect. A shiver runs down her spine by the thought of a fully erect cock, and also because of the risk involved. She will have to stop before things get out of hand.

Mom sat upright and took her coffee. She took a few sips then asked me a question that was to be the start of a whole new conversation. "What do your friends say about me?"

"That you are beautiful and sexy and many more that I cannot tell you"

"Come on, you can tell me"

"I cannot, I will be too embarrassed to say some of the things that they said"

"Say it, I promise I will not be upset"

"They all want to take you to bed" 

"You can tell them that you took me to bed"

"Mom!! I did not!!"

"Oh yes you did. Here you are in bed with me. Sure you can tell them that. What's so different about that? You have been in bed with me so many times."

"Not like this mom, you know what I mean"

"Is there another way of taking someone to bed? What do they want to do with me then?"

"You know what they want; it is the same that every man wants when he takes a woman to bed" How can I tell her they want to fuck her? What will she say when I tell her?

"How do you feel when they talk like that about your mom?"

"I feel like punching them in the face, but it also makes me proud to know it is my mother that they talk about and it is the image of my mother that causes them to drool."

Mom finished her coffee and put the cup down. She then turned towards me onto her left side with her left arm under the pillow and her right arm resting on her right side.

"Do you also have the same feelings?" Mom's voice suddenly became husky, and the playful expression was replaced by a more serious look. She looked me straight in the eye. "Yes mom, I will not lie about it. Every time I catch a glimpse of you revealing something, I cannot stop myself from being aroused" My voice is quivering. I have to breathe deep to steady my voice.

"Is that what happened when you came in?"

"Yes. There is no way to control the reaction"

"Have you fantasized about me yet?"

"Yes, many times"

"What is your fantasy?"

I noticed that mom's legs have moved apart under the sheets, and I wonder if she might be getting worked up. I feel a moment of dizziness in anticipation of what may happen if she gets aroused. This gave me the courage to say what I normally would have shied away from. Visions of mom and I alone in bed flashes by. I can feel the change in the atmosphere and dare to hope for a dream to come true. My cock is now fully erect from just imagining what may happen. Why does she ask these questions? Is she horny perhaps?

"That dad is away for a few days and I am in bed with you, and we accidentally touch each other and a fire starts between us, and one thing leads to another"

Mom was silent for a little while. I was concerned that she might be offended by what I said, the fact that I was thinking about having sex with her. When she spoke again it was as if she was unsure of what to do next or how to proceed with this questioning.

"So every time you have a view up my dress, you get a hard-on?"

"Yes"

"What else gives you an erection?"

"Everything about you. The way you walk, when you bend over, when you hug me or kiss me. The times when you sat with me to assist with my schoolwork, I could hardly concentrate. Sometimes you walk around without a bra and I find that I cannot keep my eyes off you"

"What do you do when you get a hard-on?"

"Mom, this is intimate stuff. I cannot go into detail about what exactly I do."

"You have been sharing intimate detail with me for the past few minutes, nothing can shock me anymore"

"Mom, you asked for it. Don't be embarrassed with the detail". I was now so worked up I couldn't care less. "I masturbate"

. "If I allow you to see more, will you masturbate?" 

"Definitely"

Belinda knows she is now in the danger zone. She knows that Jonathan is worked up, that much she could hear in his voice and she saw his hand sneaking down to his cock to probably shift it and make it more comfortable. The thought of these young men finding her attractive and wanting to have sex with her, aroused her more than she anticipated. She can feel the wetness in her pussy and inside of her thigh. She has to shift to get rid of the uneasiness. She will take it a little further still. She will show him her body and see how he reacts. She would love to see him masturbate. The though of him fisting his tool makes her arch her back and start to pull the sheet back.

Mom lifted the sheets a little and allowed me to look down and see her naked butt. She had no panties on, I was right the first time. I learned afterwards that mom was getting worked up because of our conversation and the thought of the many young men who lust after her and what may happen in future if she plays her cards right. Before I came in with the coffee earlier, she was rubbing herself thinking about the homecoming of her husband. She would probably have masturbated if I did not interrupt. Being semi worked up, gave her the courage to talk more intimate talks than normal. As she lifts the sheet, her voice turned to a sexy, daring voice. She lifted a little more, just enough to let me see her neatly shaven pussy, and then she dropped the sheet. I inhaled sharply and stared straight at that beautiful pussy. The next moment it was all covered. I made sure to show the disappointment on my face. My hand slipped as if on it's own under the sheet to my cock. It was fully erect by now. What happened next almost made me whoop with joy. Mom slowly pulled her t-shirt off under the sheet and kept her upper body covered, but I knew she was going to let me look at her lovely breasts. I've never seen her naked breasts, but on a few occasions seen them hanging down inside her clothing when she bends in front of me. She sometimes did not wear a bra, and also confessed later to not wearing panties sometimes around the house.

She moved towards me and put her arm around me. I did not hesitate and put my arm around her also. We embraced for a short while. I leaned forward to kiss her, although a lingering kiss, no tongue play was allowed yet. With the movement, the sheet slid off her shoulders and revealed her breasts. They were magnificent. I reached out and touched her breast. "Who said you can touch? It is for looking only". With that she made as if to cover up again. I grabbed the sheet to pull it completely off her, but she must have guessed my plan. It became a wrestling match. We rolled over each other, from side to side over the bed, laughing and squealing. I ended up straddling her. During the struggle mom's breasts were exposed and I covered them both with my hands. "You can keep the sheet and I will keep these", pointing to her breasts. She freed the sheet to get my hands off her breasts and I pulled the sheet right off her. She was stark naked. I slowly rolled off her. We were silent for a few moments. The reality struck us both. Mom tried to cover up, but I knew that if I loose this opportunity, I may never have such an opportunity again. Mom was breathing heavily and it is not only from the tug-o-war with the sheet. I could not keep my eyes off that body. It was as close to perfection as can be and she was hot. This is just too good to let go.

I laid my hands on hers to stop her. "Let me look mom, please. This is so beautiful, I can not stop looking. You really are a lovely woman." I slowly bent down and took a nipple in my mouth. Mom softly cried out. I started licking and sucking very softly and slowly. Mom was mourning softly with her eyes closed. I kissed her between her breasts, moving upwards, kissing her in the neck and finally on the mouth. Her lips parted and she slipped her tongue into my mouth. I reached down to touch her pussy. She gasped and mourned into my mouth. I traced my finger around the circumference of her pussy. Her legs parted slightly. That was the indication that I may proceed. I ran my finger along the slit from top to bottom and back up until I touched the clitoris. She clamped her legs together with a cry, but relaxed again and then opened her legs wider. I slid my finger inside and the wetness surprised me. "God, you are so wet", I said as I turned around to assume the sixty-nine position and pulled my tongue down the slit. It tasted fantastic. A loud mourn escaped mom's mouth and she arched her back and literally pushed her pussy into my face. I slowly started to work her swollen clitoris and the inside edges of her vagina. The love juice was flowing without end. She was wet all over, and I loved every moment of this. I felt her hand up the inside of my leg and then she had my penis in her hand. She gasped when her hand closed over the shaft. I was rock hard. Whether it was the hardness or the size that surprised her, I don't know, and I never bothered to ask.

It took only a minute before I sensed that mom was about to orgasm. She started rocking her pelvis up and down and her breath came in short gasps. She was building up to breakpoint with her outcries becoming louder and louder and suddenly came with a cry that sounded like a cry of victory after a fierce battle. I kept my head still until she started to relax, and also relaxed the grip on my penis. She squeezed my penis while her orgasm lasted. She apologized for squeezing so hard and took me in her mouth to show how sorry she was. I wanted to come right there and then, but she held me still for a few seconds and then started sucking again. Her left hand took my balls and softly stroked it. The thought of my penis inside my mother's mouth and the fulfillment of my dreams made my balls to contract and start with what feels like a monstrous orgasm. Just before I ejaculated, she pulled me out and directed the spurt to her breasts. It seemed as if it was a never ending stream of semen flowing after the initial few spurts. It was so intense I could do nothing else but wait for it to subside. Mom rubbed the come onto her breasts, spreading it over her gorgeous nipples. I turned around to lie beside her and assisted to rub the come all over her body and of course some into her pussy as well. Every time my fingers disappear into the slit, she would lift her hips and mourn. 

We continued feeling and kissing for a while with very few words spoken. I just could not get enough of this lovely woman next to me, and my cock had the same opinion, because it started to get back to its vertical position. Mom was watching the movement with a smile and when she looked at me I knew I was going to fuck her. I could see the lust in her eyes, or so it seemed to me. I rolled on top of her and took her face between my hands and kissed her slowly. My cock slipped between her legs and she opened them. I slid my body up and down dragging my cock through her slit and kissing her all over her face every time I reached the top. The top side of my cock is rubbing her clitoris and I could feel the swelling of the love button. Mom pushed her hips to meet my upward sliding to increase the stimulation on her clitoris. Again the thought of what was happening crossed my mind and I almost climaxed. I had to stop and made as if to get up.

"Don't stop, don't stop now, please. I want you inside me" mom whispered to me. "I want to be inside you mom, and nothing will stop me now. I was just getting ready. Are you ready for it mom?" She only nodded her head. 

I aimed the head of my cock at the entrance to the love tunnel and let it rest there. Mom slowly pushed upward to receive my cock, but I withdrew slightly. She grabbed my shoulders and wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me towards her. I slid my cock past the outer lips and the warmth of her pussy welcomed me. I tried to insert it slowly, but my patience failed and the lust took over. With one mighty push and cries from both of us, my cock disappeared into mom's pussy right up to the hilt. What a wonderful feeling, nothing ever felt as good as this. We slowly fucked each other.




Mothers Day



Mom turned me onto my back and straddled me. She impaled herself on my cock and started to ride me like someone possessed. I pinched her bouncing nipples and rubbing her clitoris. This drives her wild. With a low growling from her throat she increased the tempo. She was now unaware of her surroundings and only wanted to climax. My own climax started to build up when I saw the expression and determination on mom's face. This was the fuck of all fucks. Mom just shuddered once, and then took my cock in to the absolute maximum, rocking to and fro and with the growl growing in intensity, started to climax. My own climax reached its peak and I erupted like a volcano. We both screamed and rocked and pushed and heaved until the very last drop was shed. Mom fell off me with cum dripping out and some running down the half erect shaft into my pubic hair. Mom's face was flustered but with a serenity that only comes with contentment. I kissed her passionately and nestled my head against her shoulder.

Mom wanted to get up but I held her back. "I don't want to let you go. I want this to last forever. This is a moment that I will treasure for the rest of my life". Mom smiled and said: "I also want to remain in bed and hope for more of this, but I'm afraid that we will burn ourselves out. Although I also wanted this for a long time, I was afraid of what it may do to us. But after seeing you this morning, and the conversation we had, I could not hold myself in any longer. Now if we are careful, we may enjoy many more times. For now, we have only tonight and tomorrow morning before your father is back." My cock jumped at that as if to say: "I'm looking forward to tonight"



Mother's Day Fantasy



He watched as his best friend and his dad drove off with their boat in tow. He wasn't sure what they were thinking leaving to go fishing on mother's day but their loss might be his gain. He had been working on his friends mom for years, longing gazes and complementary remarks betraying his interest to anyone who was paying attention.

Mrs. Johnson was the type of woman that any teenage boy with a pulse had a crush on. Enormous breasts and an inclination towards low cut tops and bikinis made Billy's house a popular hang out spot during the summers.

He was lucky enough to live next door to them, and the discovery that he could see into their bedroom window from his, coupled with her frequently forgetting to close the blinds, had been the high point of his puberty. Now well past 18 he decided that today was the day that he wanted to make his move.

He headed out his back door and rang the bell just as the boat dipped out of sight over the hill.

"Hi Mrs Johnson, is Billy home?" He said. His pulse raced as she opened the door. She was wearing one of the tops that she was famous for and he could already feel an erection growing.

"No he is out with his father... They went fishing all day today." she said. She pouted a little, betraying her frustration with being left alone on a day that should have been all about her.

"But it is mother's day?!" he said. He attempted to pack his voice with as much shock and dismay as he could.

"Well at least someone remembers!" She said with a huff. She crossed her arms with a huff, frustrated.

***

In his mind the whole scene played itself out before him, every plan coming true in a best case scenario.

***

"Can I come inside?" he asked, smiling roguishly.

"Of course!" she answered, eyeing his growing erection with a lusty grin.

He groaned as she pulled his pants down, exposing his erect cock. Her breasts bounced invitingly, swaying with the motion of her body.

He had watched her from afar for so long that to finally have her in front of him, down on her hands and knees, was like something out of a dream.

He could see a small bead of precum adorning the tip of his cock briefly before it was enveloped by her mouth. He almost lost it in that moment. The heat, the gentle pressure and the sensation of her lips and tongue around his cock was almost enough to push him over the edge. He managed to hold on. She stroked his cock vigorously, causing her exposed breasts to bounce again. She already had one hand between her legs, her red dress pulled up enough to highlight two facts. First that she wasn't wearing any panties, and second that she shaved her pussy.

He pulled his cock from her mouth, pushing back against her head. Years of watching his best friends mom on trips to the lake and back yard pool parties had left him with a powerful desire to get his cock between her amazing breasts.

"I want to fuck your tits." he said.

She smiled without saying another word. She wrapped both of her enormous and perfectly shaped breasts around his erect cock, sliding them back and forth along his length. He grabbed her shoulders, using them as leverage to slide his cock back and forth. She leaned over, catching the head of his cock with her tongue each time he exited her cleavage.

"Now it is my turn for some fun" She said with a lusty grin.

She pulled him to the floor before climbing on top of him. He felt her hand firmly guide his cock into her waiting hole. She ground her hips against his, sinking his cock deep inside her waiting pussy. He lay on his back as she rode his cock. He had never been with a woman who had this kind of raw passion, she ground and gyrated her hips, keeping his stiff cock trapped between her legs. He reached up to feel her breasts but she pinned his hands against the ground, simultaneously burying his face between her breasts. She worked atop him, thrusting and grinding her hips as she desperately worked closer to an orgasms.

"Oh god! I'm cumming!" she shrieked.

He could feel the muscles of her pussy flex rhythmically along the length of his cock as she came. Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, almost as though she were having a seizure. She collapsed against him, his cock still inside her unsatisfied. The feeling of her breasts pressing against his chest was electric and he starting to thrust up from below, using his ass and abs to push against the floor, each thrust lifting her body off the ground.

Changing positions he rolled over to the side. They both groaned as his cock slipped out from between her legs.

With haste born of lust he flipped her over onto her knees, lifting her bodily from the ground and into position. He bent her over exposing her ass and pussy to him. Pulling her arms behind her he locked his own between his. His cock again found the warm wet heat between her legs as he slid inside of her. She cried out filling the empty house with the sound of her moans and the erotic sound of his cock slamming into her pussy.

He could feel his balls start to tighten and he knew that he was close to cumming. He increased his pace, each thrust bringing them closer to their mutual climax.

"I'm cumming!" she screamed for a second time. Her position left her at his mercy, arms pinned behind her as he slammed his cock into her eager hole.

Letting go of her arms he grabbed on to her hips, sinking his cock as deep into her as he could, her pussy all but latched on to his cock, gripping and flexing each time he slipped inside of her. He could resist it no more, his orgasm exploding out of him he painted the inside of her pussy with his seed. She moaned as his molten cum filled her and the collapsed onto the floor, panting and covered in sweat and cum, the only sound in the house that of their heavy breathing.

Coming back to reality he found that he was still standing on her front porch.

"Can I come in?" he asked, smiling roguishly.



Mother's Day, Father's Day



My mother married my father upon learning she was pregnant, she told me years later. He supported her as best he could with his income from driving an 18-wheel truck. Then one mid-winter day, his truck jackknifed into a snowdrift by a highway in Minnesota. The accident left Mom widowed and 7 months pregnant at the tender age of 18. I was born the following spring.

By the time I turned 18 myself, Mom was 36. And what a hottie she was in her 30s! She was no Calista Flockhart, but no Camryn Manheim either. She had straight brown hair that flowed to the middle of her back. Or, if she pushed it in front of her, it would billow to her large, firm breasts, the tops of which would peek out from the blouses and dresses she wore around the house. From the moment I hit puberty, behind my locked bedroom door, on many a night between going to bed and falling asleep, I would wet my sheets while fantasizing about my own mother. But when I came of age, little did I suspect that soon my fantasies would come true.

A few weeks after my birthday, it was Mother's Day. I slept in that morning, as I often did on weekends. When I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door, I looked at my clock; it was nearly 11 AM. With bleary eyes I got up, put my robe on and answered the door. There stood Mom, wearing the sexiest black nightgown I had ever seen up to then, with spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline.

"Are you OK, Travis?" she asked. "You slept awful late this morning."

"Mom," I answered, "it's Sunday. When I don't have to wake up early, I tend not to."

"I know, hon. But this particular Sunday is Mother's Day. Surely you could have gotten up a LITTLE earlier to observe my special day with me?" She winked and smiled.

"Mom, I know how much you've sacrificed for me all these years, raising me right from the start as a single mom, and I am grateful for it all. But I'm at a loss this year as to how to show it. Every gift I can think of, I then realize I already got it for your birthday, or Christmas, or Mother's Day last year, or the year before, you name it."

"Well, this day is special in more ways than one. You see, I've watched you grow into a handsome young man, much like the ones written about in romance novels. And now...now I'm in love with you."

I was flabbergasted. "Did I just hear you say that you love me like a woman loves a man? Tell me I'm dreaming!"

"You're not dreaming, sweetheart. You heard right. I really do feel that way about you."

"Well, Mom...I do think about you all the time, especially at night when I rub myself against my sheets, but little did I think you'd have similar feelings toward me!"

"Well, I do, and now you're old enough that we can do something about it."

"Like what?"

"Like, make love. It's the time of the month when I'm most fertile, and my biological clock is ticking. I always wanted further children, yet never could find another man after your dad died. And you, on the other hand, have never clicked too well with girls as far as I can tell. I sure have never seen you bring any home."

"You mean, you want me to have sex with you and make you pregnant?"

"Yes, darling. I always wanted children, and then grandchildren. Might as well have both at once now." She gave me another wink and smile.

"Sounds like a plan, Mom. I'll take a quick shower first, so I can freshen up and wipe the sleep out of my eyes."

"OK, sweetie. See you in my room in about 15 minutes." She held out her arms, and we gave each other a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. I then walked into my bathroom and did as I said I would.

The entire time I showered, my penis was rock-hard from my anticipation of what was about to happen once I got out. I was about to have the first sexual intercourse of my life, and with my own mother, no less! She wanted me to father my own sibling, to make her pregnant with her own grandchild. It took all the willpower I had not to masturbate, to save my semen for the coming encounter. But I did manage to get myself washed. Once out of the shower, I put my robe back on and applied some cologne to my cheeks and neck.

I found Mom's bedroom door wide open, the covers turned down on the bed, and her sitting upright on the edge of the bed, still wearing her black nightgown. As I walked in, she stood up, and we hugged again, longer and tighter this time. As she pressed her breasts against my chest, I could smell perfume on her neck. Once we relaxed our grip on each other, we kissed again, this time on the lips.

"Ready to get naked, darling?" Mom asked.

"I am if you are," I answered. With a flourish, I undid the sash of my robe and let it fall to the floor. Mom then slid the straps of her gown down her shoulders and let that fall to the floor as well.

Mom looked even more beautiful in the nude than I had imagined her in my adolescent fantasies. Her skin was almost as white as cream, especially in areas that were clothed most of the time. Her breasts were topped by pink areolas that were about the diameter of a 50-cent coin, and nipples equal in size to pencil erasers. Her pubic hair was as dark brown as the hair on her head. Not that I had any girls to compare her to, but seeing Mom nude was heaven to me.

Mom and I resumed hugging and kissing, this time including our tongues in the liplock. After a few minutes of that, I moved my kisses to her chin, then down her neck, then down to her breasts; my hands, meanwhile, moved gradually down her back until reaching her buttocks. As I rubbed those, I kissed every inch of her breasts, saving the nipples for last.

When I began sucking on her left nipple, Mom said, "Mmmmm, that feels so good! Just like when you used to do that as a baby. Now, suck deeper; suck as much of my breast in as you can." I did as she asked, sucking at least as far as the areola, maybe even a little farther than that. A few minutes later I switched sides and did the same to the right breast; as I did so, Mom said, "Just think, in 9 months or so they'll be full of milk for you once again, as well as for the baby we're about to create!"

After I finished sucking on Mom's breasts, I kissed my way down her belly until I reached her pubic area. I explored this area with both my hands and my mouth. I would lick the lips while rubbing the clit, or vice versa, according to Mom's instructions. Then, all at once, she screamed, "Oh Travis, I'm coming...I'm coming...!" and orgasmic fluid came gushing out of her vagina and into my mouth. It tasted even better than I thought it would--not honey, but not vinegar either.

Once I stood back up, I said, "Wow, Mom! That sure tasted good!"

"Thank you, sweetheart. Now it's my turn to go down on you." With that, she knelt and began to suck on my penis. She licked just the head at first, then gradually took in more of the shaft until she nearly reached the base. Several times I would feel a climax approaching, and I'd tell her so; she would then stop her stimulation and wait half a minute before resuming. Finally she withdrew her mouth from me, hopped on top of the bed, and gestured for me to do the same.

I got on top of Mom, spread her legs wide, and brought my penis to the opening of her vagina. I slid inside, inch by inch, until the head of my penis touched her cervix. At that moment, I realized that my life had come full circle. My penis was now inside the very canal through which my entire body had emerged into the world 18 years before. And within minutes, in the very womb in which I had grown, I would plant a child of my own. I took a few minutes to bask in the moment, to stay still inside Mom before thrusting.

"Oh Travis," Mom said in a breathy voice, "the moment I've longed for is here at last! You and I joined together in the most intimate way!"

"It's a dream come true for me as well. No longer need I just fantasize about you, Mom. Now I can have sex with you for real, as I'm doing right now!"

"Yes, my dear. Now we have a mission to accomplish, so start thrusting!" With that, I began to move my penis in and out of her vagina.

It didn't take me long to approach climax again; accordingly I exclaimed, "Here it comes, Mom! Ready or not, I'm about to shoot my seed into your womb and make you pregnant!"

"Do it, Travis! Come inside me! Give me your baby!" As she spoke those words, I had the most intense orgasm of my life. Rope after rope of my fertile semen poured out of my penis and into my mother's womb. "Yes, yes!" she continued, "I can feel it! I can feel you shooting inside me! I can feel you knocking me up!" Once my ejaculation subsided, I stayed inside Mom until my erection waned.

As Mom and I basked in the afterglow, we lay on our sides, hugging and kissing some more. She said, "Thank you, sweetie, for giving me the ultimate Mother's Day gift."

"My pleasure, Mom," I replied. Soon we fell asleep in each other's arms.

Just over a month later, it was Father's Day. Again I slept in and woke up to Mom's knock on my door. She wore the same nightgown as before, but this time she held a small strip of paper in her hand. It was a pregnancy test.

"It's positive," she told me, "We accomplished our mission. You're gonna be a father! Happy Father's Day!"

I was so ecstatic that I quickly held out my arms and embraced her tighter, and for longer, than I ever had before. We celebrated by having sex again, this time in my bedroom, and with her on top of me so I could suck on her breasts during the intercourse. Once that encounter was over and we got dressed, we moved my clothes and other belongings out of my bedroom and into hers, which would from then on be ours. We would sleep together from that night on.

As her pregnancy progressed, Mom asked me to start addressing her by her first name, Tamara. She said we'd have enough to explain to our child in the future without my continuing to call her Mom, and it would be best if I could break the habit before the child was born. So from then on, she was Tamara. And late the following January, she gave birth to her daughter/granddaughter, my daughter/sister Brianne.



Mother's Day Flowers



"So, would you like to put your mother's name on the card?"

I stood there in the florist shop, completely stunned. I couldn't speak for a moment. My mind was both a total blank and fast-forward video, my whole life racing before my eyes.

"Uh, no . . . no thank you," I finally stammered.

"Well, they are beautiful roses," the woman said. "I know she'll appreciate such a thoughtful Mother's Day gift. If you'll just fill out this address form, we'll deliver them today. It's actually quite fortunate we still have roses available the day before the actual Sunday."

"Uh . . . ah, I've . . . changed my mind," I managed to stammer out. "If you don't mind, I'll wait for you to put them together and deliver them myself."

The shop assistant's face beamed with approval. "Oh, I'm sure she'll love that even more. The flowers will be wonderful—but delivered straight from you. Oh, my. Your mother must really be special."

"Yes . . . yes, very special," I said.

But did that come out hollow? The saleslady didn't seem to have noticed that I was sweating. But then how could she know that I suddenly couldn't decide where the flowers were going? She'd never understand. I don't know as I could understand. It didn't even hit me until she had asked me whose name to put on the card.

I stood there, mute, like a dolt, while the flower lady opened the refrigeration case and took out a dozen long-stemmed red roses and then took them to the back of the shop to bundle up with greenery and wrap them in tissue paper for presentation. She was taking her time, though, talking to someone back there about the nice young man who was going to take roses to his mother. I didn't want to hear her talking about me—and especially in such terms—so I started wandering about the display floor, examining all of the floral arrangements, but not seeing them.

I was going to get in my car and drive out to the exclusive Norfolk waterfront community I'd called home for nearly eighteen years and hand these flowers over to my mother, Gloria, and give her a peck on the cheek. Yes, I was. And if her husband, Norman, wasn't there—and in all likelihood he'd be out golfing on a day like this—I would stay around and listen to her prattle and fend off as best I could her catty questions about my father and his "situation." And because it was Mother's Day I wouldn't get irritated and make faces and, in the end, storm out of the house. Because it was Mother's Day—and she was my mother.

Not that she'd been a mother to me in the five years she'd been married to Norman. I'd tried to tough it out when that had happened. I'd stayed in their house and endured their little battles the year of my senior year in high school and then I'd escaped as fast as I could. I'd gone off, gratefully, to William and Mary—as much grateful that the university was a two-hour drive from Norfolk and in a whole new world as I was to have been accepted there and been able to put the whole situation behind me.

In those days I had blamed both Mom and Dad. They had both abandoned me, I thought—hadn't considered my needs a bit, or my sensitivities and how my friends would react to it all. It had all been dragged out in the papers. My father, a prominent, Newport News businessman, having all of that come out in the papers. And the hateful things my mother said—and let be printed in the newspapers. It destroyed his business and it destroyed his life—if only for a while. And Mom had taken him to the cleaners and kept the big house on the Norfolk waterfront and forced him into a trailer park with barely enough to sustain himself, even there.

And Mom's acted out bitterness and hurt feelings and lashing out in public had left me the laughing stock of my high school.

She didn't think about me then and she didn't think about me when she married Norman within two weeks after the divorce went through.

Thank God she never carried through with the possibility of Norman adopting me. I was too close to coming of age anyway, but Norman had scotched that idea with a heavy fist. He'd said those ugly things about my dad and how lucky my mom was that he married her regardless and then he looked at me and said something about apples and trees and how this wasn't an apple he wanted on his family tree. And Mom had stood there and let him say those things—not just about Dad but as innuendo about me as well.

Well, I had a news flash for good old Norman. I was, indeed, my father's son and proud of it. And I was like him in that way too, and I didn't care who knew it.

All of these thoughts were streaming through my mind as I was driving east on I-64 toward Norfolk. I had reached the turnoff to the Hampton Roads waterfront, and, without thinking about it, I took the off ramp and drove over next to the Waterside mall of shops and restaurants and parked in the lot there and just sat, looking at the masts of boats beyond the dock area.

I looked down at my hands, which were trembling, and then over at the passenger seat where the bouquet of roses rested.

Mother's Day. It was Mother's Day tomorrow. And I had a conflicted view of motherhood like none other.

Ray. I hadn't thought of Ray as a mother. But suddenly now, that's an image that came to my mind. The woman in the flower shop asking me the name of my mother. Ray had been the first name that came to my mind. Not Gloria, but Ray.

During those years at William and Mary, still coming home nearly every weekend and for holidays and the summer. Four years at William and Mary, and increasingly it wasn't the big house on the Norfolk waterfront, to the bitter Gloria and the pontificating, judgmental Norman, that I went home. Increasingly it was to the cramped two-bedroom trailer in the Newport News trailer park—to my dad. And to Ray. To Ray, who my Dad loved and would not give up, willing to acknowledge and stick with Ray despite all of the sacrifice—losing his business and his home and his wife—and, initially, me.

I had been so nasty to him initially. Railing at him about all of the embarrassment he had caused and the collapse of my whole world. Not realizing that I was on the cusp of finding a whole new world myself. And not only a new world, but also the same sort of world that my father had chosen.

My father hadn't done everything right, to be sure. He hadn't handled either the situation or me well at all. He didn't understand; he thought only of himself—of his own needs and desires and pleasures, just as my mother thought only of her hurt.

In fact, it was Ray who had understood and who had held it all together and who had not given up on me—or on me and Dad. Ray, the black construction worker. No education, a nobody in my family's world. The only thing Ray had going for him was that my dad loved him—loved him so deeply that he was willing to sacrifice his whole world—and me as well—to be with Ray.

It was Ray, though, who had seen the problems with that and who did everything in his power to keep me in my dad's world until I could understand. And increasingly during my college years, it was Ray who I came home to, not my mother or her new husband or even my father. It was Ray who saw my hurt and soothed it and helped me recover and gave me sage advice as I maneuvered through my new world. Ray who supported me in my decision on the career track I wanted to take and who believed in me and cheered me on and who was there, face beaming, the day I graduated. And Ray who showed up with the bottle of champagne on my first day on my new job.

I started the car and drove back to the 64 interchange, and almost without knowing that I had made my decision, took the ramp west on 64—back to Newport News.

When I entered the trailer and was about to shout out my presence, I heard the moaning. I quietly walked down the narrow, short corridor to the larger of the two bedrooms that took up the whole width of the trailer at the rear and that barely accommodated the queen-sized bed.

They were both naked, my father on his belly on the bed, and moaning deeply as his black construction worker lover, fifteen years my father's junior, barely five years older than I was, crouched astride my father's pelvis, moving slowly back and forth like a cowboy slowly cantering his horse across the plains, riding my father's buttocks with his deep moving, rolling cock.

As I watched, Ray lowered his chest on my father's back and stretched his legs along my dad's legs, holding him close. Ray was kissing my father in the hollow of his neck, and they were closely embracing, only their undulating hips showing that they were making deep-plowing love.

There was a time when I would start screaming and cursing when I walked in on Dad and Ray making love like this. But I had grown up. And I had grown up because of Ray and how he had held me into Dad's world and been there for me when both my mother and my father where so taken up with hating and punishing each other that they could not see what it was doing to me.

I stood and watched for a few minutes, envying them their pleasure and their ability to meld and move as one.

Then I sighed and went to the small kitchen area in the combined kitchen, living room, and dining area of the trailer. Luckily, I knew where everything was. Part of Ray's mothering was not coddling me. I held my own in chores and life in the trailer when I was here. I knew where the large mason jars were. One of these would have to do. We were not in a cut-glass vase world here. That was Gloria and Norman's world—one they'd made no effort to make me comfortable in.

I quietly ran water in the vase, put the roses in it, being careful to cut open the packet of rose food and mixing it in the lukewarm water in the vase, and cutting an inch off the stems of the roses before I put them in the water—all things that Ray, the rough black construction worker, had taught me. I took out my pen and just before propping the card up against the vase, I penned in the name "Ray" under the "Happy Mother's Day" greeting.

And then I quietly left the trailer and got into my car—and drove home to my Dennis.



Mother's Day Gift



My family and I spent last Mothers' Day at my sister Barbara's house, out in the country. Mothers Day always had a special significance to my mom, Beth, and I, ever since we had become occasional lovers, some 25 years ago, and carried on an incestuous affair for over a quarter century without anyone finding out. Now that Beth was in her late 60's, mind you, the frequency and intensity of our physical encounters had dropped off dramatically. We were nowhere near as brave or as adventurous as we had been when my then 42-year old mother first came into my bedroom and, well, raped me, following a mutual teasing routine that had gone on for months. Her stifling marriage played a big part in her seeking satisfaction from someone other than her husband. The fact that we lived in the middle of nowhere severely limited her choices of lovers, though, and I had simply been the only cock available to her. Of course I had been a more than willing "victim", as you might imagine. 

We had once been a desperately sexual couple, enjoying afternoon trysts in every room in the house, although most often in the bed she shared with my father, or in cheap hotels we would rent for an hour or two on the odd afternoon or evening when we couldn't find privacy at the house, but when one or both of our libidos needed relief with such urgency that we simply couldn't wait. So we would tell dad or anyone else who was around that we were going shopping, then we would share our bodies with one another, briefly but passionately. A few daring times, we had even fucked like teenagers in the back seat of her minivan, parked in a secluded lot or deep in an underground carpark, rutting like animals to sate our frantic urges. All told, it was a satisfying if bizarre relationship.

But, as she grew older, her capacity for sex declined, and since I had moved away to go to work, we simply did not get together all that much anymore, and many if not most of our time together was sexless. This trip, it was a full house at Barb's, and I had no expectations of sex with my mother. It was going to be a standard family get-together. 

My parents stayed in separate rooms now, both at home and on the road, unless there simply wasn't enough space, in which case they could still share a bed, albeit a sexless bed. So Beth had the downstairs bedroom to herself, along with her own bathroom, while the rest of us fell in on the empty bedrooms on the main floor. 

Beth was 68 years old now, but although her short hair was naturally grey, her pretty face and thin body were smooth and only barely wrinkled, so she looked quite a bit younger than she really was. Of course, that simply means that she only looked 60! Her narrow shoulders were now speckled with faint freckles or liver spots, her pasty white b-cups were small enough that they were still somewhat pert, but they now hung low and pointed outwards when they were left free from clothing. But they were delightful mounds that I still loved to bury my face between, soaking up the scent of her body as I licked her breasts and her belly. 

Beth still had an hourglass frame, but it had widened somewhat over the years. She wasn't fat, but was thicker, I guess, than her younger self had been. Her arms weren't as taught as they used to be, and they flopped around just a bit underneath, as her muscles softened and separated, but she didn't have fat floppy old-woman arms, thank god. Her tummy had a bit of a pot too it now, but again, not too much; she had delightful folds of baby fat on her belly when she bent over or sat forward though, I guess she was a normal 60-something woman in that sense. Her hips flared nicely to provide a delightful contrast to her waist, and the bump of her wide ass was still flat enough to let her wear jeans or polyester pants without looking ridiculous. I especially loved her legs, thicker on top but still shapely, with nice wide thighs that flattened and spread when she sat down, but held their own when she stood upright. Shapely calves finished the tour, now lined in some spots with thin burst veins, but still presentable. All told, she was a lovely woman who still maintained a recognizably feminine figure that I loved to plunder whenever the chance presented itself. 

I had hoped that we'd be able to spend some quality time alone during this trip, quality time meaning time spent with her on her back as I hovered over top of her, but I doubted anything would happen, since there were so many people around this weekend. Maybe we would try to get a room for a couple hours, but I imagined she was probably fed up with my advances by now and just wanted to be left alone for once. At her age, maybe she even wanted this to end. Who knew? It was harder for her to physically engage in sex now. It was painful for her to spend too much time on her back these days, whether someone was on top of her or not, and it surely must be painful for so old a woman to be penetrated by a rough and vicious lover. When we did get together, we didn't get up to nearly as many tricks as we used to, as she is too weak and breakable to accommodate many different positions or the rough pounding I enjoy administering her. 

But still, I had to try, didn't I? She looked wonderful this weekend, energetic and happy, and the warm weather kept her in shorts and t-shirts or in sun dresses that showed off a lot of her pasty skin and accentuated her womanly curves. Yip, I wanted a piece of my mother this weekend, no question.

Saturday afternoon before we went out for dinner, I needed to use the laundry room downstairs. Everyone else was upstairs, and my mother was in her bedroom re-unpacking the two large suitcases she had brought with her for the long weekend. Only half innocently, I walked in to her room to chat with her, and although I wasn't planning anything erotic, I was very cheeky and up front with her as she shuffled through her clothes, and I gave her a bit of a swat on her wide bum, then left my hand there and rubbed it roughly, letting her know that I was still interested in what she had to offer a man. When she didn't react adversely, I leant into her and kissed her earlobe and the side of her neck. Stopping to look for a negative reaction and expecting a light slap or a lecture on how we had to stop this nonsense for once and for all, I was pleasantly surprised to see that she simply accepted my caresses and smiled softly. This implied consent from the old woman spurred me on a little bit further. 

I closed the door to her room part way. We would hear anyone coming down the stairs so I wasn't worried about any unexpected discoveries. Walking back towards her, I spooned her from behind, pressing my groin into her soft wide ass while reaching around with one hand to roughly maul one of her tits through her clothes. Surprisingly, she ground her ass against me, showing she was still a playful slut. My other hand was gently stroking her cheek, and she was rubbing her head against my hand like a kitten. Gosh she was soft and supple, I wanted to lift her dress up and fuck her right there and then. Instead, I decided to give her a treat, and still embracing her from behind, I lifted the front of her dress and stuffed my hand down the front of her panties, cupping her dry pussy.

I started to finger her labia, swirling around and around until I felt some dampness seep out of her old cunt. I tapped her button, then plunged a finger inside her. She drew her breath in sharply and pressed hard against my hand, humping the air in front of her as I kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear. She normally preferred hours of foreplay before we did anything, so I felt a little weird by heading straight for her pussy like this, but she was still a horny old whore, and I knew that if I could get her alone somewhere safe for a couple hours, I would be able to fuck her.

There in her room though, standing up, I merely fingered her to orgasm, her biting her right hand to stifle the sounds of her pleasure. Still daring and oh so horny myself, I slipped around in front of her, got on my knees, put my head under the front of her dress and plunged my face into her crotch. Her pussy was grey and sloppy, and I really didn't enjoy eating her anymore, but I knew it turned her on, so I tongued her gently for a few minutes, lapping up the small quantity of juices she produced, and putting a huge smile on her face. It was always a pleasure to smell her dank womanhood, at the very least.

I knew I couldn't resist any longer, but that there was no way we could pull anything off this afternoon, so I had to get out of there. I stood up and kissed her gently, then left her to straighten herself out. She smiled and thanked me as she kissed me back, our eyes staying open and locking on each other as we shared that knowing kiss.

It was painful to have teased myself so much though, and I really needed to release inside her. Jerking off simply wasn't good enough. I needed the emotional and erotic stimulus of pumping my sperm into my own mother's body. Ideally into her cunt. There were too many social activities planned for the weekend, though, and I couldn't really see an opening for us to get a room to be truly alone, so I would have to take a bit of a risk. That evening, after dinner, I would fuck my mother right in my sister's house, surrounded by family.

The Saturday evening we had gone out for a big family dinner, and the evening had ended relatively early, from my perspective, due mostly to the age of my parents. They simply didn't stay out as late as they used to. My sister's husband went out for a long walk to burn off the dinner, while my dad sat down in front of the upstairs TV to watch some nature shows. Barbara wanted to take a long bath, so she puttered around getting ready for that, while I sat in the kitchen leafing through some magazines. Mom announced that she was going downstairs to do some laundry, and that was our Saturday night all planned out. I went into my room and changed out of my dinner clothes, then sat back down in the kitchen to read. 

But when I heard the water running for my sister's bath, I simply walked into the basement, entered my mother's bedroom and pulled the door closed behind me.

Beth was sitting in the arm chair in the room, reading a mindless entertainment magazine, and looked up at me as I closed the door. 

"Hurry up", I said, "I need to be inside you."

"Not a chance", she came back to me "you're insane if you think anything can happen here". 

But I would have none of it. I walked over to her and took her by the hand, lifting her out of the chair. She stood and gawked at me and, looking around the room, asked me where I thought I was going to fuck her.

"Well, certainly in the cunt, and quite possibly in the ass if the urge takes me there", I answered.

"Kidder", she said, "you know full well I mean where in this room do you think you can do me? My back is too weak for us to do it on the bed, and it would squeak too loudly anyways. And my legs couldn't handle an upright fuck, not after you made me cum on my feet this afternoon. Goodness my knees would tremble when I came and we could both tumble to the floor. Think of the racket that would make."

I assured her not to be worried about it, and I stepped into her waiting arms and embraced her. We kissed. It was always weird to kiss my mother. We were so used to innocent public family kisses, that a truly loving open mouth kiss like the one we were sharing now, took some time to get warmed up to. It was nice to hold her in my arms though, and I was happy to feel her softness as I groped her, squeezing her wide bum again, tracing the back of my hand across her pretty face and her soft throat. I wanted to watch that throat swallow a load of my semen, as I knew the pleasure it brought her to taste her son's sperm, but I had other plans for my load this weekend.

This time I didn't simply lift up her dress, I had her raise her arms and I pulled it over her head, leaving her standing there in her plain white bra and white cotton panties. Her soft body looked dumpy and enticing at the same time, it was hard to rationalize my desire for her.

I asked her if she had yet figured out how I was going to enter her this time, and she said of course she knew, she just didn't like the position that much, as she much preferred looking at my face as we made love. But I played the card that we both now knew I was going to play, and I said that I had given her a good solid orgasm earlier in the day, so it was my turn now to enjoy her body as I saw fit, and it didn't really matter if she came this time. This round of sex was going to be all about me.

I took her hand and directed her to the armchair she had been reading in. She knew what she had to do, and she bent forward at the waist and lay her stomach across the chair, using the arm of the lounger to support her weight. I kissed the small of her back, up to her shoulders, and nuzzled my nose into the back of her neck, tickling her and causing her to shrug and shudder. I stepped back and soaked up the view of her backside, her wide, pasty white bum, soft and droopy but free of pock marks or cellulite. I lifted the elastic on her panties and I kissed that beautiful bum, actually biting it gently before I stood up again and pulled her knickers down. She wriggled her hips to help them off, and lifted her tiny feet one at a time to complete the removal. 

I lifted her panties to my face and inhaled deeply, absorbing the fragrance of her sweat and her snatch. She told my I was sick, and reached back to grab them out of my hand. Instead, I raised them over my head so she couldn't reach them, then put them around my neck and I wore my mother's moist panties like a necklace, enjoying the softness of the silk against my skin. 

I reached forward and unsnapped her bra, and she removed it herself, one arm at a time. Now, my pretty mother was completely naked in front of me, bent over an armchair, her white bum pointing directly at me. I quickly stripped myself completely naked. I didn't need to have all my clothes off, for the quick and selfish sex I was about to have with her, but I wanted to feel my skin on hers as much as possible, she was so soft and warm.

I spit on my finger and stuffed it into her pussy from behind, rubbing her clit until I didn't think it would get any wetter. I spread her legs just a little wider apart, to allow me better access to my mother's now glistening pussy without my having to bend my knees too much. Swifly and smoothly I pushed myself into her big snatch, not getting much resistance at all from her sloppy old cunt. I put my hands on her backside and started to slide the length of my cock into and out of my mother's pussy, my balls slapping back and forth as I gently rocked her. 

In this position, I knew I could fuck her pretty hard without hurting her, but it was dangerous if I lost control, so I held back as much as I could. I rubbed one hand up and down her spine as I rode her, trying to stimulate her as much as I could. Fuck it felt good to be inside my mom, and the view from behind was a delight. 

I leaned forward and covered her with my body, enjoying the soft warmth of her back against my stomach. I rubbed my hands down her arms, bracing herself against the cushion of the chair, and I kissed her face from behind. She turned her head to look at me, and out mouths met, lovingly sharing our spit as our genitals shared some tastier fluids. 

I raised myself up again and grabbed her hips from the sides. It was time for me to come, before someone wondered where we both were and came looking for us. I fixed my eyes on the small of her back and rolled my hips back and forth as I continued to plunder her hole. There wasn't much friction from her walls, so I had to fuck her at a slight angle to get my cock rubbing against her pussy wall on one side anyways, and to have some pressure on my pistoning shaft. Soon, I felt my semen boiling over, and working its way up the length of my rod. That wonderful tingly feeling sparked in the small of my back and quickly spread up to the base of my neck and down to my toes. I was pumping my mom's pussy full of my sperm. I was coming in my mother.

I rode my orgasm for all it was worth, and thought evil thoughts about the illicit act we were committing together. It was fun though. I slammed my length into her hard, and held it against her cervix, my cock sputtering and jerking as it splashed white hot come into her barren womb. I knew she loved to have me spill my seed inside her. Somehow it turned her on to be a vessel for my life juices. I owned her, in a sense, when I used her as a cum dumpster, and she enjoyed the feeling of submission. I guess she had a mild self-esteem problem, as her fantasy was to be used, to be a toy, to be a servant to her son's carnal pleasures. I was happy to oblige.

Finished, I pulled out of her, her pussy farting a vile burp of air as I disengaged. I bent over and kissed her red pussy full on, sticking my tongue a little ways inside her puffy snatch before lightly biting her ass and then helping her stand up. She turned around and we embraced, both of us naked, the warmth of our bodies and the softness of our skin making the both of us feel loved.

"Now you get to carry my seed inside you for a couple days, mom. I love knowing that when I look at you, a part of me will be living inside you, at least for 48 hours until my sperm dies a fruitless death. Don't you love that I'm going to be inside you until Monday morning?"

"Gosh do I ever. I love you and I love carrying a piece of you inside me, the way I carried you inside me for nine months."

I kissed her softly and pinched her bum one more time, then got dressed and walked out the door, leaving her naked and alone, rubbing her tummy, the tummy in which her son's sperm was happily swimming. It was the one Mothers' day present that could make her content, and I couldn't be happier to have provided it.



Mothers Day Surprise



Over the past six or seven months Jennifer had been noticing how her son had been growing into a fine looking young man. She noticed that he was now around six feet tall and was filing out in proportion to his feet which had always seemed to be quite large for a younger boy. He had always gotten along well with his mom, but lately it seemed to be changing. At least to Jennifer it had been. Not in a bad way, but he was acting more like a man around her and seemed to be very flirty with her. Jennifer enjoyed the attention. She was married to a great guy. But after quite a few years of marriage, he was not as flirtatious as he use to be; and Jennifer always enjoyed attention. But she didn't flirt with her husband much anymore either. They just went about their usual life doing what married couples do. Work and the usual sex every weekend when they weren't to tired. 

Tim had just turned eighteen and was about to graduate from high school. He played sports and never had much trouble with the girls, but he never really got involved with any of them for too long. He seemed to always hang out with them for a few weeks and he would then move on. Jennifer always asked Tim about his girlfriends only for him to reply that none of them could match up with his beautiful mother.

Jennifer had her son early. So she looked great compared to all of Tim's friends' moms. She stood about 5'6"and weighed in at 120 lbs. She had a great ass and nice perky B cup breasts. She didn't work out much, but due to walking most every day or evening. She looked great.

All of Tim's friends would come over and hang out. And tell Tim that his mom was the best MILF in the school. He never really said much, but he also knew that they were right. Because as he got older he had started to notice her too.

It all started innocent enough. As the family would be sitting in the den watching television, Jennifer on one side and her husband on the other, Tim would come in and sit or lay in the middle. The couch had reclining ends, and he liked to put his feet up on the foot rest with his moms'. Not thinking much about it, he would often rub his feet on her smooth legs, or just put them next to hers so that he could feel the heat that came off her smooth legs. 

Sometimes he would put his feet on her lap as he lay sideways on the couch. Feeling her soft hands on his legs. She would unconsciously rub her hand over his muscular calves. He would lose all track of what they were watching, and he would feel his cock start to grow. Jennifer usually kept a blanket on the couch, so Tim would pull it down and say that he was a little cold to hide his erection. Jennifer really didn't know that he was getting hard right there next to her husband. 

One evening Tim and his mom were laying there. Tim put his head on his mom's lap. With him there she didn't have much of a place for her hands so she naturally she put one on his neck, and the other by his head. Tim instantly got hard in his shorts feeling her hands on his skin. He just lay there enjoying the feeling of her touch. Jennifer didn't think much about it, but she started to run her fingers through his hair and down over his neck.Lightly running her nails over his skin.

Tim loved the feeling of the attention that his mother gave him and he kept putting his head in her lap or somewhere near her. If not his head or feet, he would put a hand on her leg or up against her. 

This went on for quite awhile. When one day Tim had been playing football. After a great game, he said that he had a sore neck and back. Jennifer told him to lie down and she would massage his neck to see if she could help. Jennifer started to rub her son's neck and shoulders. As she was trying to rub the kinks out of his shoulders, Tim's shirt kept getting in the way. So Jennifer told Tim to pull off his shirt. Tim knew that he was going to like that idea.

When he pulled off his shirt, Jennifer couldn't help but notice his muscular back. She thought to herself, My son had become a real stud. As she rubbed his shoulders, Tim told his mom that it felt so good. After a few min. Jennifer finished and told her son "there, that should help." Tim got up and put his shirt on, but not without getting noticed that he had quite a large bulge in his shorts. Tim thanked her and went off to bed where he could not help but rub his cock while thinking about his mom. 

After that Jennifer couldn't help but think about what she had seen and wondered if it was her that gave Tim such a hard on.

After that day, they kept up the touching . But it was mostly kept pretty innocent. Tim would give his mother a neck massage. Or he would hug her before he left to go out. Always making sure that he kept her nice and close as he did. As time went by, Jennifer noticed that Tim's hands were getting lower and lower. He would put them right above her sexy ass and pull her tight. She always loved a nice hug from her son but could tell that he was enjoying it too, maybe a little to much. One afternoon when they were alone, Tim was giving his mom a hug when she felt his hand slid under the bottom of her shirt and was now on the small of her back. He pulled her nice and tight. And as his hand started to run over her smooth skin, she felt his cock starting to grow against her belly. Tim's hand was moving slowly on her smooth skin. And she felt him start to run his fingers under the edge of her pants. Getting lower and lower as she just stood there enjoying the feeling of him trying to push to see how far he could go. 

Jennifer's mind was telling her that she should not be letting him be this forward. But it felt so good. She just stood there and let her son run his fingers over her skin as she rest her head on his shoulder.Tim's hand kept getting lower and lower on his mom's sexy back when she realized that he had his hand all the way down to the top of her ass crack.

Jennifer could feel her nipples getting hard and her pussy was starting to tingle, tightening her thighs to keep from juicing her panties. She realized that she to was enjoying the feeling, but knew that she needed to move so he would stop. She could not have her son feeling her up.

She pulled back and gave her son a little kiss on the lips and told him he had better get going or he would be late. As he left, Jennifer shook her head and thought to herself that she could not believe what had just happened. She had just let her son slide his hand down the back of her pants and did not stop him. But the problem was, she could tell that her panties were soaked, and her mind was telling her that she was loving the touch of her son's hands.

As she went to get ready for work and take a shower, she could not help but touch her hardening nipples as she thought about her son touching her, sliding her hands over her smooth skin, and slowly sliding a finger inside her wet pussy to feel just how wet she had gotten. The next thing she knew she was feeling her muscles deep inside her pussy, tightening around her fingers as she masterbated herself off thinking of her son's hard cock pushing up inside her . 

That night Jennifer was in a great mood. She put on her tight yoga pants that showed off her great ass and hugged in all the right places. With her tight yellow shirt, she was feeling sexy as hell. She knew all the men that she passed by as she went for a walk in the park, were really enjoyed her look. She usually didn't wear these pants out too much, because when she walked in them, they always slid between her pussy lips and gave her a camel toe. As Jennifer walked she couldn't help but think of the day and what had taken place with her son, thinking about his hard cock pressing against her belly as he rubbed his hand down the back of her pants, . Little did Jennifer know,thinking about the event was also making her pussy wet and her nipples stand at attention. Jennifer never wore panties with these pants, as she loved the way the tight Lycra material felt on her skin. They were so tight that you could have seen her panty lines, and she knew that her husband loved them on her. She did not think of that as her pussy got soaked as she walked, showing a wet spot between her legs as her pants slid between her swollen pussy.

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When Jennifer got home, her husband was home from work sitting on the couch. He took one look at her and said "Wow you look good. Did you enjoy your walk?"

"Yes it was nice." Not knowing what he was staring at. The crotch of here pants were soaked from her pussy, and it was very visible for anyone who looked at her. Her pants were riding deep between her lips, showing a fantastic camel toe.

Brad turned off the TV, got up and went over and grabbed his wife. She was not expecting him to be like this. He began kissing her and running his hands over her tight ass, enjoying the smooth material that was hugging her ass. As they were making out, he quickly pulled off Jennifer's shirt. and bra. Not being too gentle, he began moving his hands all over her firm breasts, pinching and rubbing her now hard nipples. Jennifer let out a little moan and asked her husband what had gotten into him. 

"You just look so hot in that outfit, I know that all the guys were staring at you on your walk. I am the lucky one who married you." 

Brad picked up Jennifer and sat her down on the couch and reached down grabbing her legs, sliding her pants down over her hips and off her sexy smooth legs. Jennifer was feeling so hot, she knew that the reason she was so wet was there son could walk in at any time. Jennifer told Brad that they shouldn't be doing this in there living room as their son might come home, but Brad just grabbed a hold of her knees and pushed her legs apart. It took him about a half of a second and his tongue was buried into her now soaking pussy.

Brad could not believe how wet his wife was. It had been a long time since they had had sex on a sper of the moment. It was usually just a convenience thing in bed before they went to sleep.

As Brad was frantically eating out his wife . Jennifer could not believe how fast she was about to cum. She could feel every muscle in her body start to tense up.

Jennifer grabbed her husbands hair and pulled him into her pussy even tighter as she moaned in a deep groan. Feeling Brad's tongue sliding in and out of her wet pussy was driving her wild. As Brad began to suck on her hard clit, Jennifer's body felt waves of pleasure flow through her body tightening every muscle. Pulling Brad by the hair tight into her pussy, Jennifer pushed her hips up into his sucking mouth and threw her head back in pleasure 

"Oohhhhh god yes, mmmm that is so good" Jennifer moaned.

Jennifer had not cum that hard for years.

Brad got up and put his hard cock right between her wet pink pussy. She could not wait to have him slide into her. Brad was just teasing her as he rubbed the tip of his cock between her swollen lips. He would slide just the tip of his cock in, and then pull it out. This was driving Jennifer crazy. Finally she looked right at him and in a sexy deep voice said, "Would you just fuck me, now!, slide that cock in me, NOW! "

Brad didn't know what had come over his wife, but he didn't care. He slammed his cock inside her wet pussy as deep as he could. Jennifer moaned as his balls were pushed up against her ass filling her pussy with his hard as stone cock. It felt so good having him fill her pussy. All Jennifer could do was to push her hips up to allow Brad's cock inside her wet pussy even farther. Brad pulled out and quickly slammed his hard cock back inside Jennifer making a slapping sound as the two of them were loving the feeling of a frantic fuck that had been so long.

Jennifer's pussy was clenching Brad's cock so tight as she started to cum. She grabbed a hold of Brad and pulled him tight into her. Legs wrapped around his back, pulling him tight She rubbed her clit tight into Brads pelvic bone and was cumming so hard "Ah Ah Oh Oh Oh, god yes, fuck me Brad, fuck me harder!" as her body shook in orgasm.

Jennifer had not cum that hard for years and it felt so good. 

When Jennifer started to cum her pussy was so tight squeezing Brads cock, it was all he could do to hold back. Feeling her pussy tightly milking his cock sent him over the edge, and Brad emptied every bit of hot cum deep into his wife, feeling his balls tighten and pump her full of cum. Milking every drop he had in him. They lay there for a few minutes and came down off the high that they were riding. As Brad's cock slid out of Jennifer's satisfied pussy, she could feel his hot cum run down her thigh. Thinking that, "God that felt good, and that my dirty mind thinking about my son is what got me there."

Several weeks went by and Tim kept giving his mom a lot of attention, running his hands over her soft skin, occasionally sliding his hand up the back of her shirt feeling her sexy smooth skin or down the back of her shorts to the top of her panties feeling the top of her ass. Why she was letting her son do this was not like her. But it got Jennifer's pussy wet and her feeling sexy and attractive. A couple of times Tim would come up behind his sexy mom, staring at the sexy ass that he so desired, and give her a hug from behind. As he pulled away he would always run his hand over her perky breasts. On occasion when she wasn't wearing a bra, he could tell that she was liking the attention. As he could feel how hard her nipples would get. Jennifer could feel them getting hard and tried to cover up her excitement. But Tim loved getting a view of her hard nipples, giving his mom a sly little smile, knowing that he was having an effect on her and turning on his sexy mom. Tim knew that one of these days he would get a chance to see just how far she would let him go. Wondering just what his mom would let him get away with.

That fantastic day came on Mother's Day. 

　

Tim and his dad had thought about what to get Jennifer and they had decided on getting her a hammock, which was something she had always wanted. So that morning the two of them got up and put it together. They fixed her breakfast and they all enjoyed the start of a fantastic spring day. 

After they had eaten, Jennifer went out to try her new hammock. It was fantastic. She loved laying in it and just relaxing. 

Brad told Jennifer that he would run to town and do a bunch of errands that needed to be done and that would give her several hours to just relax and enjoy her Mother's Day gift.

After Brad left, Tim went out to see how his mom liked the gift. As they sat and chatted for a bit, Tim told his mom to move over a little. He wanted to try out the new hammock with his mom. So Tim climbed in and the two of them lay there in the morning sun almost ready to fall asleep. Well at least Jennifer was. 

If you have ever been in a hammock, you would know that you stay right in the middle. And if there are two of you, you are both pushed to the middle. This gave Tim the opportunity to lie very close to his mom. As they were laying there the sun went behind the clouds, giving Jennifer a little chill. She was really enjoying the relaxation, so she asked Tim to get her a blanket to cover up with.

Because it was a lazy day, Jennifer was still in her pajamas. They were nothing fancy. Just a soft v-neck shirt and matching shorts. Both very loose fitting and soft for sleeping.

When Tim came back with the blanket, he climbed back in with his mom and covered the two of them up. Tim was facing Jennifer's back, and since they were so close together, he wrapped his arms around her. It didn't take him long before he was lightly stroking Jennifer's sexy flat stomach. He didn't know how far he could go, but it was turning him on to no end. It took about thirty seconds and he could feel his cock starting to stir. He was sure that his mom could feel this too. As they were lying so close together, her ass was sitting tight against Tim's now hardening cock. Tim's other hand was resting high on her thigh, just under the edge of her loose pajama bottoms. In Jennifer's relaxed state, she didn't think much about her son running his hands over her soft skin. Until she started to notice that she could feel her pussy starting to get wet. But it felt so good just relaxing and having the soft touch on her skin.

Tim's hand had been rubbing her stomach and had reached just under her breasts, when the position that he was in would not let him venture any farther. But his other hand that had been on her thigh was just getting started. Tim was running his fingernails lightly over her sensitive thighs, from her knee to the edge of her pajamas. Every time, he would push them a little farther up, he kept getting closer and closer to the wet pussy that he so desired.

By this point Tim's cock was rock hard and Jennifer could feel his hard cock pushing against her ass, knowing that she should not be letting him touch her the way he was. But the feeling of his cock trying to bust through his shorts and tear her pj's off, felt so good that she just couldn't move. Jennifer just kept her eyes shut and ignored that fact of who was touching her, and just enjoyed the intense feeling that her body was giving her.

Tim's hand was now rubbing right up to the top of Jennifer's thigh, so close to her pussy that he could feel the heat. When he could no longer stand it, he figured that if his mom had let him go this far, he would just keep going until she said no. Tim slid his hand up and ran it over her soft pussy. Feeling how wet she had become, he could feel a trickle of her juice seeping out of her.

Jennifer could not believe that she was letting her son touch her wet pussy. But it felt so good that she uncontrollably moved her legs apart a little to give Tim better access. 

Tim took this as a go and slid a finger between her swollen lips, feeling just how wet she was, he ran his finger up and down a few times, just enjoying the feeling and not believing that this was really happening. Tim could feel Jennifer's breathing getting deeper as he began sliding into her drenched pussy. First one, then another finger slid inside . Allowing a river of juice to flow out of his mother. Hearing her breath quicken and a moan escape her mouth, "MMMM."

Tim's cock could have broke down buildings he was so hard, and rubbing it against his mom's ass was not helping. He had to adjust himself as it was starting to hurt. So Tim pulled his shorts down enough that it allowed his cock to spring loose and run right up Jennifer's crack and rest on the skin of her lower back.

Jennifer could feel how hard her son was and could feel the precum rubbing against her skin. 

She had not seen his cock since he was younger, but she could tell that he had grow into quite a man. 

Jennifer could not stand it anymore and she had to feel him. So she reached back and grabbed a hold of eight inches of thick cock that had been teasing her for the last few months. She could not believe that it was that much bigger than her husband's. Maybe only a couple of inches longer, but it felt so much thicker. Jennifer could not help but stroke his magnificent cock.

Tim could not believe that his mom was holding his stone hard cock in her hand. And to top it off, she was slowly stoking him while he was finger fucking her pussy.

"mmmm, oh God that feels sooo good mom, you are so wet." Tim whispered into her ear. " I have dreamt of this for so long."

Tim thought to himself, "I am not going to let this opportunity pass by."

He took hold of her pajamas and slowly started to pull them down. The instinct that came to Jennifer was to lift up and let him pull them off so that is what she did, knowing full well that she should not be letting him touch her the way he was. But it was such a rush and she was so horny she would have fucked a snake at that point. Helping Tim finally get them off, she kicked her pajamas off her feet and the movement made Tim's cock slide deeper into the crack of her ass, rubbing his precum up and down her ass. 




Mother's Day Surprise



"Good morning!" I said as I opened in the curtains in my mother's room, letting in the early morning rays.

"Morning," she replied groggily as she sat up and stretched. 

"Happy Mother's Day! I made your favorite: An omelet, bacon, granola, and your favorite coffee blend!" I said cheerily as I sat the tray down on her bedside table and climbed into bed on top of her. I began kissing her softly, letting our tongues touch ever so often. 

"What a great surprise," she said between kisses. 

"Only the first of many for you today," I whispered in her ear. I then got out of bed and sat the tray in her lap.

"Is that so? What else do you have up your sleeve?" she asked with a smile.

"You'll see," I said. "Just enjoy your breakfast and come downstairs when you're ready." I walked downstairs and began putting the finishing touches together. I placed the dozen red roses I bought for her in an exquisite crystal vase on the table, and put her favorite candies out in a dish near the couch. I then went in the bathroom to get myself ready for the day. I put on my favorite lacey pink bra and boy shorts, and topped it with a pair of white short-shorts and a low-cut pink top. I kept my blonde hair down and let it flow over my shoulders, and put a few big curls in it to finish it off. About that time, I heard my mother coming down the stairs. 

"Hi baby! So tell me, what are we doing today? The suspense is killing me!" she said with a laugh."

"I can't tell you," I said slyly. "All I can say is that you are in for a day of fun, relaxation, and pleasure."

"Ooh pleasure, eh? I like the sound of that!" she replied.

"If you're ready, it's time to head out" I said. "I packed us an overnight bag, and everything is taken care of." We loaded the bag into the car and started the drive to our destination. During the car ride, I could not keep my eyes off of my mother's stunning legs that were visible due to her short sun dress. Her legs have always been one of her best features, and during the half hour drive, I couldn't stop myself from running my hands up and down them. 

By the time we arrived, getting my hands on the rest of her was all I could think about. 

"WOW! Where are we?!" she asked as we pulled up to the magnificent house where we would be staying.

"This is a good friend of mine's house. It has a pool, hot tub, and it's ours for the next 2 days," I replied.

"Oh God, Kelsie, this is incredible!" she exclaimed. We brought our bags into the house and went up to the master bedroom. 

"What do you say we strip down and get in the hot tub?" I said.

"I can't think of anything I'd rather do!" she said giddily. We stripped down and got into the hot tub where we took sips of our wine and kissed between laughs and drinks. When we finished our wine, I sat our glasses on the edge and sat down on top of my mother, straddling her. 

"You are the most incredible woman in the world," I said as I kissed her. "This weekend I'm going show you just how much I appreciate you." I began kissing her deeply, our tongues intertwined as my hands caressed her breasts. I moved my mouth to her neck and began kissing and sucking, running my hands all over her smooth body as she moaned softly. 

"Sit up on the edge," I whispered in her ear. "And spread your legs for me." 

She slid up to the edge of the hot tub and I parted her legs. I began licking her pussy lips slowly, up one side and down the other, occasionally flicking her clit with my tongue. 

"Oh, baby, that's so good," she gasped as she threw her head back in ecstasy. I moved my attention to her now pulsating clit, licking it gently at first and then beginning to suck.

"Ohhhhhh, God," she screamed. "That's it baby...lick my clit...mmmm..." 

I continued pleasing her clit, putting it between my lips and sucking, stopping only to lick her pussy up and down before sucking again.

"Oh Kelsie, I'm going to cum," she moaned. "Oh baby...don't stop!" 

I continued sucking her until I felt her body jolt and shake in orgasm. I tasted her sweet cum in my mouth as she writhed in pleasure. 

"Oh my God," she gasped. "That was so amazing. Come up here and kiss me." I sat next to my mother and we kissed for what seemed like hours. When we finally went inside, I told her to put on something nice and that dinner would be waiting for her. I had a chef prepare an amazing dinner for us, and the table was waiting when she came downstairs. 

"You look so hot," I told her as she walked into the dining room. She had put on a short black cocktail dress and heels, once again showing off her amazing legs and large, full breasts. We sat down together and ate, sipping on more fine wine and enjoying pleasant conversation.

"Today has been lovely," she said. "It was such a surprise!"

"Your surprises aren't quite over yet," I said just as we heard the front door opening. 

"Who is that?" she asked. Just then, my friend Tyree walked in. 

"Mom, this is my good friend Ty. He owns the house," I told her. Tyree is a 6'2, chiseled black man with toned arms and a sleeve tattoo on one arm.

"It's nice to meet you," my mother said, unable to stop staring.

"The pleasure is all mine, ma'am" he replied. We exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then after a while, possibly due to the amount of wine we had consumed, my normally reserved mother exclaimed: "I have to say, Tyree, you are smokin' hot! I've never really been attracted to a black man before, but you are just incredibly sexy."

"Well thank you," he said with a laugh. "You are a stunning woman yourself. You and your daughter are both incredibly sexy." 

"That's actually why I brought you here, mom" I said. "Remember that talk we had one night, about the rumor that black men had bigger dicks and are better in bed?" 

"Yes, I certainly remember" she said, laughing.

"Well, Tyree and I have hooked up a few times, and I wanted to let you experience it for yourself."

"You and Tyree have had sex? I didn't know you'd been with black men," she said.

"Just one, but I can report that the rumors are true!" I said. I leaned over to my mom and began kissing her and running my hands up her dress. "You deserve every pleasure imaginable, and Ty and I want nothing more than to give them to you." We kissed a few moments longer and then stopped, looking over at Tyree. There was a visible bulge beneath his jeans. 

"So, Ty," my mom asked. "Just how big ARE you then, since I hear that black guys are so well hung." 

"Why don't you touch it, mommy? Find out for yourself..." I said. She placed her hand over the bulge in his jeans, feeling it's hardness even through his pants. 

"Oh my," she said. I straddled Ty and began kissing him and removing his shirt. 

"Come here," I said to my mother. We both kneeled in front of him and began kissing his chiseled abs, eventually finding our way to his pants where we began unbuttoning them. We slid off his jeans, and my mother stood up and sat down on his lap. 

"I've never done this before," she said as she began kissing him. Tyree put his hands on my mother's waist and began slowly rocking her back and forth over the bulge beneath his boxers. After a few moments, he stopped and pulled her black dress over her head, revealing her ample breasts. As she rocked against his increasingly hard cock, he massaged her breasts and kissed her deeply. I began undressing myself, removing everything I had on as I became increasingly turned on watching them. 

"Why don't you come down here and suck his cock with me?" I said. She got off his lap and kneeled on the ground with me. We struggled to remove his boxers over his cock, and once we did, my mother's eyes became wide. 

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "That is the biggest dick I have ever seen in my life!"

"It's 10 inches, mommy," I said. "And it's all for us." I began licking Ty's cock from the head all the way down the shaft on one side and my mother on the other. 

"Ahhhh," Ty moaned. "You look so fucking hot sucking that dick together."

"Take him in your mouth, mom" I said. "See how much cock you can fit in it." As she began sucking him, I focused my attention to his balls, massaging them with my hands and then sucking them while she went to town on his dick. 

"Fuck!" he moaned. I continued massaging his balls with my hands as looked up to see my mother begin to gag.

"That's right, deep throat that cock mommy!" I said. She had taken nearly his entire penis into the back of her throat. "Let me have some of that, " I said. We both went to town licking and sucking his dick until I couldn't stand it anymore. 

"I want you to fuck me while I eat her pussy," I said. I laid my mother down on the couch and positioned my head between her legs and my ass up in the air. My mother's pussy was dripping wet, and as I began to lick up her juices, I felt him entering me from behind.

"Oh FUCK. Oh god baby, go slow" I said. He began thrusting me slowly from behind, giving me more of his cock with every thrust. 

"Your pussy's so tight, damn" he said as he grabbed my hips and began to fuck me more forcefully.

"Ohhhh, God your dick is so big. I feel like you're impaling me!" I screamed. I continued to lick my mother's pussy while he fucked me, eventually placing 2 fingers inside her while I sucked her clit. 

"Mmmmmmmmm" she moaned. "That feels so good, baby girl. How's that big cock feel?" 

"Fucking great," I moaned. As I licked her into orgasm, I felt myself reach the edge.

"Oh god, Oh God...I'm gonna cum. Fuck me!" I yelled as Ty pounded me. He had his hands on my hips and was bucking his cock into me as hard as he could. "FUCK! Oh my God, Oh my God, I'm gonna fucking cum!" I screamed as I felt myself release onto his cock.

"Ahhhhhhh," he moaned as my pussy tightened and twitched around his dick. 

"Oh my God, you are fucking amazing" I said to him as he pulled his dick out of me. "Are you ready for this, mommy?" I asked. 

"I want it so bad," she replied. Ty walked up behind her and began massaging her breasts and kissing her neck. 

"Put your leg up here," he said as he bent her over a table and hiked one of her legs up. He played with her pussy for a moment before positioning himself behind her. He placed his cock inside her soaked pussy and began to press himself into her. 

"Oh my God, your dick is so thick. It's fucking stretching me open already," she said. He continued to slowly push his cock into her, reaching around to play with her pussy as he did. 

"Oh God, I don't know if I can do this," she said. "It's so fucking big...I don't think I can take it all baby." 

"You can, mommy. Take his big cock," I said as I sat watching from a chair and fingering myself. 

He began thrusting her, not giving her his entire length just yet. Her moans of pain turned into pleasure as she got used to his enormous cock.

"Oh baby, fuck. Your dick is so huge. It's so good," she said. "I want all of it." 

Ty began thrusting her harder, shoving the entire length of his penis into her. 

"That's right, give me that dick!" she yelled. "Mmmm fuck me so good. Oh god!" He steadied her with his hands on her waist and fucked her as hard as he could until she screamed out in orgasm. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh my god. Oh I'm coming for you!" she yelled as she creamed all over him. "That is fucking amazing, I love your dick. Oh my God." 

"I wanna fuck you in the ass, ma" he said. "Think you can take my cock up your ass?" 

"Oh god, no baby. It's too big," she said. 

"Take it mom," I said as I got up from my chair. "I'll eat your pussy while he fucks you, I want to see you take it in the ass." 

Tyree bent her over and began licking her ass hole, spitting in it to provide lubrication. 

"You like that mommy?" I asked. "You like your ass hole getting licked?" 

"Mmmhmm," she said as he stood up behind her. " Go slow, Tyree. I'm used to white guys's cocks." 

I crouched beneath her and began licking her pussy and massaging her clit with my hands as he entered her. 

"Oh My God, it's too big, baby, I can't do it," she said. 

"Shhhhh, ma," he said. "Just relax. Your ass feels fucking amazing." He continued to slide his dick into her ass hole, all the while as she screamed and protested.

"Oh god, no. It's too fucking huge. You're gonna rip me open, oh my god, ooh my god" she screamed. 

"Relax, mommy" I said as I started fingering her pussy and sucking on her clit. "You like me sucking your clit baby?" 

"Mmm yes, but oh God, is that all of it baby?" she moaned as Ty inserted the remaining inches of his cock into her ass. 

"Ahhh, fuck yeah," he moaned. "Your fucking ass is tight. Mmmm." He pulled his dick out slowly and inserted it back in several times, finally beginning to thrust her in a rhythmic motion, giving her his entire length each time. 

"Oh fuck me, fuck my ass" she screamed. "It hurts so good, oh shit, oh god!" 

"Look at you mom, taking that cock in your ass like a pro." I said. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh, oh" she screamed with each and every thrust of his dick. 

"You want me to blow my load in your ass, ma?" he asked.

"Yes baby, fill my ass with cum! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhhh, God damn, I'm fucking cummin'!" he moaned. He grunted as he spilled his cum into her. As he pulled his cock out, his cum began dripping out of her gaping asshole. I licked it up until every last drop was gone.

"Oh my God," my mom said. "I can't believe I just went black."

"And I can't believe I WATCHED you go black!" I said. "And you took it in the ass like a pro!" I laughed. 

We all sat and talked for a bit, and then Ty got up to leave. "I'll leave you two alone. If you want me back for round 2, you know how to find me," he said. 

"I think tonight we're just going to relax," I laughed. "But if mom's up to it, I'd love a round 2 tomorrow!"

"I don't think my ASS will be up to it, but I'd love to watch you take it, baby." She said. 

We giggled and kissed for a minute. "I'll call you tomorrow, Ty," I said. Thanks for everything. 

"What do you say we get in the hot tub?" I asked. 

"Sounds perfect to me. All I want to do is relax now," she said. "Until tomorrow, that is."

"Until tomorrow." I smiled and kissed her softly. "Happy Mother's Day!



Mother's Day Surprise



Mothers Day was coming and I wasn't sure what to get Lisa. Both Her Kids had already let Us know that They wouldn't be able to be there and each had already bought Her a gift. That meant it was up to me to make Her day special.

I had it all planned out... I let Her sleep in...which She really enjoyed. She woke to a nice homemade breakfast. I started a nice hot shower for Her after breakfast. While She was showering, I laid out a sexy black nighty, a pair of lacy socks, and a pair of comfortable black dress shoes. She got dressed after drying Her hair and applying a modest amount of makeup that included fire engine-red lipstick. I helped Her put on Her knee-length black jacket and We headed to the Van.

The drive was about 30 minutes and She did most of it with the Jacket open and pinching Her nipples while she played with Her pussy. When We arrived at Our destination, She modestly closed the jacket and We walked in the back door, scanned Our keys, I paid the money, and We walked into the dark, couch-filled theater where She promptly removed the jacket so all the Strangers stroking Their cocks could see Her by the light of the Mothers Day porn playing on the big screen.

My Buddy Mark was already there and guided Us to one of the back couches until our eyes could adjust. Lisa sat between Us and We 3 promptly started to play while a growing crowd of Strangers with cocks in hand formed. 

Lisa went to sucking Marks cock right away while I pulled up the lacy nighty and stuck a finger in each of Her holes. I motioned for the closest stranger to touch Her and He immediately grabbed one of Her firm C-cup breasts with his free hand, kneading it and tweaking Her large, firm nipple. Mark was already worked up and was exploding into Lisa's mouth in less than 10 minutes.

After sucking the last drop of cum from His cock He got up and I spun Lisa around so She could suck me leaving Her bare ass up and ready to be fucked. 

I handed a condom to the Guy that was groping Her breasts which He put on and without hesitation slammed His cock into Her pussy making Her utter a mild, cock-muffled yelp of pleasure. He wasted no time and began fucking Her furiously. He lasted almost as long as Mark and after a few jolting thrusts pulled from Lisa's juicy pussy. 

I held a condom over Her upraised ass which was snatched, put on, and disappeared into Her. 5 minutes later my cum was added to Marks in my Wife's stomach. Lisa stood, much to the surprise of the Stranger fucking Her. She took Him by the hand and pulled Him behind Her as She bent over the couch in front of me. He slammed His cock back into Her and I told the other cock-stroking Strangers that She had an empty mouth. 

One Stranger stepped up on the couch and Lisa sucked His half-hard cock into Her VERY skilled mouth.

She was fucked from both ends another 5 minutes before both Strangers came. My Wife was now 2-0-3 and there was another 8 or-so Strangers standing around stroking. 

I held out another condom as another Strangers cock was sucked into Her mouth. The condom was grabbed and another Stranger was in Her pussy. While He was fucking Her slowly and deeply She came at least twice, finished off the cock She was sucking, and swallowed a load from Mark again... 2-0-5. 

I sat there smiling and snapping pictures of my cock-sucking Slut Wife as another stepped onto the couch for sucking. He was a smaller Asian man with a surprisingly small cock. But Lisa sucked it as expertly as She always did. 

The slow-fucking Stranger sped up and began grunting and slamming into Lisa's pussy as he came...3-0-5. 

I got up and pulled a small tube of lube from my pocket. I lubed my cock and Lisa's as-yet unfucked asshole. Taking my time I guided my bare cock into Her ass as the little Asian Dude grabbed Her head with both hands and started franticly face fucking my Wife. About the time I was balls-deep in Her ass He blew His load down Her throat. 

A few Strangers came closer as I pumped Her ass and another stepped onto the couch. Without missing a beat, Lisa sucked Him while I repeatedly withdrew my cock and slammed balls-deep into Her eager ass. 

The stranger getting sucked didn't last but a few minutes but I still managed to get a few pictures...3-0-7. 

The next stranger stepped onto the couch but Lisa needed to give Her jaw a break and stroked Him and occasionally sucked His cock head. 

I lasted about another 10 minutes and as I shot my cum in my Slut-Wife's ass She Sucked the cum from the stroked cock...3-1-8.

One of the previously sucked strangers asked for lube as I stepped away. I dropped a couple globs onto Her asshole which He smeared around with the head of His cock. 

His cock was bigger than mine, and knowing how tight my Wife's asshole is, I wasn't gonna miss Her getting stretched by Him. As I cleaned my cock with a wet-one I pulled from my pocket, He slowly pushed into Her asshole. She reached back and tried to hold him back but I pulled Her hand from Him. She was gonna get a stretched asshole and She was gonna enjoy it! 

Mark stepped back onto the couch and She sucked His cock into Her whimpering mouth. I reached under and rubbed Lisa's clit as the fat cock thrust deeper into Her ass. 

An assgasm rocked her body and the cock-muffled moaning made the Stranger thrust His cock Balls deep into Her ass. A muffled fuck-yea was accompanied by the sounds of me rubbing Her still cumming juicy pussy and a few quiet 'wow's from watching strangers. 

Mark watched Lisa get buttfucked from above while I continued to rub Her clit, all the while snapping more pictures. The balls of the fat cock in Her ass were slapping Lisa's juicy pussy and my juice-covered hand. 

I cupped His sack every time He paused deep in her ass and I could tell it was driving Him closer it cumming. Mark exploded and was again swallowed while the Stranger in my Wife's ass started quick short strokes while I struggled to hold onto His juice-covers balls. As He came deep in Her ass I squeezed and stroked His balls and they both let out orgasmic moans. I could feel more hot juice run down my hand caused my Lisa's assgasm. 

The stranger grinned at me as He slowly withdrew His cock from Her ass and His balls from my hand...3-2-9. 

Lisa stood, weak in the knees, and sat back onto the couch We started on. The Asian Stranger knelt down in front of Her and She smiled as She parted Her legs. She sat back, began stroking a cock that had appeared next to her face, and enjoyed a slow, gently pussy licking. 

I got up and walked over to Mark. We started talking as an Old-Farmer in bib overalls sat in the space I vacated. Lisa ran Her hand between the denim He wore and with a surprised look on her face, began stroking Him. 

I told Mark that I needed to piss and Lisa looked at me as I gave her a thumbs-up and motioned towards Mark. She gave a nod. We had known mark and His wife for Years after meeting them on a Swingers website and having a nice foursome.

After the restroom I paused to talk with the counter-Girl and She asked how it was going. I told Her that my Wife was enjoying Her Mothers Day gift. 

We were chatting for about 10 minutes when I heard the theater door and saw the Old-Farmer exit and walk into the booth area. I gave the counter-Girl a wink and entered the booth area myself. 

I saw the Old-Farmer go into a stall and latch the door so I went in the next stall. 

There was a gloryhole joining the two stalls and I decided to look at what my Wife had been stroking. 

I could see He saw me peering thru the gloryhole and He pulled out must have put the same surprised look on my face that Lisa had. 

This Old-Farmer had a sizable piece of equipment. It was only half hard and was around 8 inches long and had to be nearly 2 inches thick. He turned towards the gloryhole and I had to go for it! 

I presented 2 fingers and that big old cock slid thru the hole. I took His cock in my hand and after a few slow strokes, I took the head in my mouth. It was about 9 inches long and well over 2 inches thick in no time and I struggled to take as much as I could in my mouth while stroking the rest. I could hear Him moaning mildly thru the wall. I took my free hand and undid my pants.

Taking the small tube of lube from my pocket I lubed the Old-Farmers massive cock that still wasn't fully hard and lubed my asshole.

It took a bit and with a fair amount of pleasurable pain, I slowly started sliding the massive old cock into my ass. It had been a while so I was taking my time. Deeper I got Him until I finally felt my ass against the wall. He started to pump my ass and within a minute was slamming against the wall with deep grunts. I had to brace myself He was slamming so hard. After about 5 minutes He slowed to a stop and We both stood there motionless.

I know He hadn't cum yet, so I slowly started riding His cock. I could hear His grunts getting louder and deeper and I could feel His massive cock grow even more inside my ass. With a few more pumps on His cock He gave a VERY loud, long, deep groan and unloaded into my ass. I could actually feel Him shooting deep into my ass. After 5 huge shots, His cock started to soften and fell from my ass. I squeezed tightly to be sure I had an ass load of cum in me for the ride home.

I pulled a wet-one from my pants which were still around my ankles and cleaned what looked like a limp horse cock hanging thru the hole. Milking the last of the cum and sucking it from the tip, He withdrew from the hole and I pulled up my pants. 

I left the stall and heard His door open when I was only a few steps away. 

Walking into the lobby area, the counter-Girl looked at me and grinned. She motioned to Her chin. I wiped a drop of cum from my goatee as the Old-Farmer stopped and smiled at me. I licked it from my fingers and He patted me on the shoulder. 

He looked at the counter-Girl and said, "His wife got me started and He finished me off!" He then turned and walked outside.

I shot the counter-Girl a smile and went back into the theater where I saw my Wife bent over the arm of a couch sucking a Strangers cock while Mark was pounding Her pussy and a stranger standing over Her shooting His cum into Her hair. 

As I walked closer I could see her back had cum all over it and Her hair was filled with cum. 

Mark quickly pulled from Her pussy and yanking the condom from His cock, shot His load all over Lisa's ass.

As soon as He stepped aside another Stranger stepped up and slammed His cock balls deep in Her ass and started pumping franticly. 

The Stranger She was sucking exploded into Her mouth and She continued to suck Him as the other was pounding Her asshole. 

Marks limp cock was still hanging out and I wiped a drop of cum from its head and licked it off my finger. I smiled at Him and asked what I missed. As the Stranger got up from the couch another assgasm blasted thru my Wife as the stranger in Her ass came hard and loud.

As Lisa lay there with Her body twitching from the assgasm, Mark informed me that about 10 minutes after I left, Lisa got Her 2nd wind. With that, She got up, pulled off Her nighty, and bent over the arm of the most well lit couch in the theater...the one closest to the screen. 

Seemingly, the 6 remaining Strangers plus Him had also gotten Their 2nd wind. 

He could barely keep up with Who came where but He thinks it was about 5-3-6 and with about another 3 or 4 loads shot on Her back and in her hair. 

I looked at Him puzzled and asked How long I had been gone. As Lisa got another condom covered cock shoved into Her warn and juicy pussy, She managed a winded 'a long time' and Mark said about 30-40 minutes. I chuckled and said no wonder it was dark out.

Just then, the Old-Farmer came into the theater. He sat so He could watch Lisa getting fucked. 

The stranger fucking Her soon began to grunt as an orgasm washed thru my Slut-Wife and She and He both let out a long moan as they came together. He withdrew from my Wife and She sat on the couch facing the Old-Farmer. 

I saw Him pull out a familiar cock that was half-hard again.

Lisa slid Her ass forward and leaned back. She began to slowly rub Her clit and motioned to the old-Farmer as he slowly stroked the cock that had blown a massive load of cum into my ass about 30 minutes before. 

He got up and walked over to my exhausted, sweat and cum-covered Wife. She reached up and stroked His growing cock. She sat up and tried so suck on it, but Her small mouth could barely get the head in. She again leaned back and firmly slapped Her pussy which made Her jaw go slack and Her eyes roll back as a mild orgasm flowed from Her sensitive pussy. She looked up at Him and said in a soft and gentle voice, "fuck me". 

She put Her legs into a V, the Old-Farmer wrapped His large, calloused hand around Her ankle, took His nearly hard monster-cock in His other hand, and with a quick sharp motion, slapped Her pussy 5 times with His cock. She let out a squeal as another orgasm made Her legs quiver.

He rubbed the fat head of His cock up and down Her juicy pussy, pausing at Her hole teasingly before rubbing up and down again. The 3rd time He paused, Lisa grabbed His hips and pulled Him into Her. She let out a moaning, 'OH GOD' as half of His massive meat stretched Her pussy as it quickly slid in. 

He took Her other ankle into His hand as he began to withdraw and push into Her. With each deeper thrust, Lisa's eyes would roll back and Her jaw would drop with a groaning sigh. 

With 4 thrusts He was balls deep in my Wife with me up next to Him for some impressive pictures.

He paused for a moment, withdrew almost completely, and slammed balls deep into Lisa's juicy pussy. Again and again and again He slammed balls deep into Her making Her nearly scream with pleasure. 

After the 3rd slam Lisa started to cum harder than I had ever seen and Her juices squirted from Her pussy with every consecutive balls-slapping-asshole thrust. 

I seriously thought He was going to split Her open as He continued to slam into Her with such force that the couch would slide an inch or two. 

The slamming went on for nearly 15 minutes. The Old-Farmer destroying my Wife's juicy, bald pussy with His horse cock-sized dick. The couch had been slid back over 10 feet right into the couch against the wall and in front of the door. 

Mark and I enjoying the show and both taking pictures the whole time.

The Old-Farmer began a deep groan above my Wife's 15 minute moaning and juicing orgasm. He began to explode deep into my Wife's destroyed pussy. With each thrust, I knew the force and size of each glob of Sperm He was shooting. With one final, powerful thrust, He released Her ankles and collapsed onto my quivering, exhausted Wife. 

She wrapped Her legs around His ass and Her arms around His neck. He gave Her a deep, passionate kiss and stood up, His massive, juice covered cock hanging from His overalls.

He stood there for a few moments looking at Lisa, covered in sweat and still quivering from the epic orgasm He had given Her. He looked up at me and with a grin said, "I've never cum inside a Wife and Husband in the same night before". 

Lisa looked at me and smiled and gave me a wink. The 4 of Us sat and talked a while Lisa recovered. 

Mark stood in front of Lisa while I gave Him a blowjob. After He came in my mouth, I stood and Mark sucked me off. 

The Old-Farmer watched was sitting next to Lissa as they played with eachother and watched Mark and I.

The old Farmer commented that He was glad that He went out tonight.

Lisa shakily stood and I held the jacket for Her to cover Her naked body with. The Old-Farmer gave Lisa another passionate kiss and left.

After stuffing the nighty was stuffed into the pocket of the jacket, Lisa slipped Her shoes on and then managed to get Her cum-filled hair straightened out. 

Mark gave her a Kiss and He too left. 

She and I then walked out into the lobby, the jacket laying open, exposing one of Her breasts and Her red, swollen, well-used pussy. 

I gave the counter-Girl a wink as She looked towards me after ogling Lisa's flesh.

As we walked to the door, 2 Young Guys walked in and nearly tripped over each other as they saw Lisa before She closed the jacket. I smiled at them and told them they should've been here 4 hours earlier...and then chuckled as We walked out. 

Lisa opened and closed the jacket to cool Her flesh as We walked to the van. I helped Her into the passenger seat where She reclined after I shut the door. 

The drive home was full of talk of the night.

After arriving home, We showered together where I helped wash the many loads of cum from Her hair.

As We lay in bed talking a little more about the night, She asked me what the score was because She had long since lost count. I told Her that it was roughly 12-8-16, as close as I could figure with about another 10 loads shot onto Her. 

I added that my score was 1-1... She chuckled. 

Lisa thanked me for a memorable Mothers Day and gave me a blowjob before We both fell asleep.



Mothers Day Surprise



Jennifer grabed back a hold of him. Pulling his massive cock between her legs. She could not believe she was rubbing her son's cock between her slick pussy lips, coating him with her juices. She could not help but love the feeling of him rubbing between her lips and lightly brushing her clit, setting her on fire. She was so close to cumming and she had not even had him inside her yet. All she could do was moan under her breath. "oooohhhh mmmmmmm, aahhh"

Jennifer knew what she was doing was wrong, but she could not stop at this point, her pussy felt like it was on fire . And the only hose to put it out was rubbing between her wet lips. So she slid her hand over Tim's rock hard cock, cupping it between the two of them. As she rolled her hips back, allowing Tim better access to her drenched pussy. The large head of his cock slid right in between her hungry lips. The feeling was so good all Jennifer could do was rock her hips more, feeling her son's penis as it was penetrating her tight,wet, pussy. Tim reached down and put his hands on Jennifer's hips feeling them move as if they were dancing. Arching his pelvis up, he began to push deeper into his new lover.

"Aannngghhhh" in a deep moan was all that Tim heard, as three inches slid into her. enjoying the moment and the intense feeling, not beleiving that this was finally happening.

Jennifer pulled back till the tip of Tim's cock was almost ready to slide out , and then pushed back into Tim, engulfing his massive cock right up to his balls. Feeling so full and stretched, all she could do was rock her hips back and forth on Tim's cock, enjoying the nasty feeling of being filled so full with her son's huge cock. It was more than Jennifer ever thought she would allow, but now that she had gone so far. there was no turning back now. Tim began sliding in and out slowly as he held on to her hips so he could control the movement. Since they were in the hammock covered up, they could not just pound it out as they might fall out.

Jennifer was being brought to the peak of excitement. She could feel the muscles in her pussy spasming on Tim's cock and she knew any minute she was about to cum all over her son's cock. Swinging slowly back and forth, Jennifer told Tim "I am so close to cumming, fuck me as hard as you can. God you feel so good inside me. " Tim was holding onto her hips. So he gripped her harder and began sliding her on his hard cock as hard as he could. The two of them were completely oblivious to the world . The only thing that they could hear was the slapping of her ass against Tim's hips. "smack smack smack" as he used his mom's pussy to fulfill his desires.

Jennifer started cumming and couldn't control her muscles any more. "Annhhgg annhhgg oh ya, fuck me oooohhhhhhh yesss!" she moaned. She was in total bliss as Tim fucked her as hard as he could pulling her into him.

Tim pulled her onto him with a loud slap as he tensed up he could not control himself any more. His balls tightened and his cock started twitching "Ohhh ya, oh god that feels so good," as he filled his mother's pussy full of his hot cum.

She could feel him shooting load after load inside her tingling pussy. Moving her hips in little circles as she enjoyed the feeling of his huge cock sliding inside her now cum filled pussy.

As the two of them stayed there for a few minutes, Jennifer realized that it had been a little while and her husband Brad could be home anytime. So she told her son that she had better go get a shower before his father got home. "I don't think he would like to find us in this position." 

As they got up, Jennifer could feel cum running out of her pussy and down her thigh, not believing that he came that much. She looked at her son with a little grin. "Wow, you must have been saving that for some time." 

Tim just smiled at his mom and the two went off to get a shower, not knowing what might come up next



Mother's Day Weekend in Las Vegas



This is another attempt at a mother/son story. It is a work of pure fiction and I tried to have a little fun with it. Everyone in the story is over 18. It should also be noted that there is sex in this story but it does take a while to get to it. If you're looking for a quick read then this story is not for you. I like to develop my characters and story line. Hope you enjoy it and any comments are welcomed.

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My name is Shawn and this story really begins over 12 years ago when my father died in a plane crash on a business trip. That put a sudden end to my childhood and at the age of 13 I became the man of the house. I had no idea of what was expected of me or what I should do. My mother was devastated and mourned his death for almost 3 years. I grew up fast during that time and learned how to manage on my own for the most part while helping my mother cope. 

My parents met in college and fell madly in love. My mother Laura was a sophomore and my father David was a senior at that time. They knew early on in their relationship that they would be together for life. Mom became pregnant with me her junior year so they had a quick wedding and began their married life together. My father found a good job and things were going along wonderfully. I remember having long talks with my dad as I got older and him teaching me how to throw a baseball, football, and how to shoot a basketball. We had a great father/son relationship.

Both my parents were very good looking. Dad had that young preppy executive appearance going for him while mom had this outdoorsy all natural look about her. I saw a picture of two of them together before she was pregnant with me and at first I thought it was a J. Crew or Tommy Hilfiger ad from a magazine. He was wearing a dark blue polo shirt, cargo short, and deck shoes. She wore a bright red sleeveless shirt, very short white shorts, and sandals. They were a gorgeous looking couple. 

My dad was fairly tall at about 6' 2" with wavy blond hair and blue eyes and an athletic build with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and muscular legs. He played baseball in high school and college and even had dreams of going pro, but then he met mom.

She was beautiful in a way that was disarming to men and non-threatening to women. It was as if she would smile in a dark room then it would be filled with light. She had long silken brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a body of a ballerina with long delicate legs, smallish breasts, maybe 34Bs, and she even moved like a dancer. She was tall standing at 5'9" and over the years maintained her wonderful figure through Yoga, walking, and a very healthy diet.

When dad died I was afraid she might let herself go and just not care about anything anymore. I did all that I could do to help keep her from becoming too depressed. There were nights I'd hear her crying in her bedroom and I'd quietly walk in, crawl into bed, and just hold her until we both would fall asleep. After a few months her mood slowly improved but she was never the same happy woman I knew. She was now a lonely widow with a son to care for and raise as a single parent.

Fortunately my father came from a wealthy family and the company he worked for had a generous life insurance policy that meant we would not have to go homeless or hungry. In fact our financial situation was quiet good and my mother didn't have to work if she so chose not to. But she needed some outlet, some place to interact with other adults while I was at school or baseball practice, or one of any number of sports I was into growing up. 

I had inherited my father's blond hair and blue eyes and by my senior year in high school I was 6' 4" and when at bat could crush a baseball which helped me lead the team in home runs. I loved baseball but I knew playing in the big league was just a dream so I concentrated on my school work. I did get a baseball scholarship to a major college and one with the field of study that interested me.

I worried about my mom as she would be living alone for the first time so I picked a college that was only a few hours away by car. She told not to choose a school just because it is close, that she would be fine on her own, and I should have and enjoy the full college experience. Well as it turned out she was fine and I had a wonderful time being away from home, but I still worried about her.

I graduated college with honors which had my mother was just bursting with pride and had people take as many pictures of us together while I was still in my cap and gown. She looked really good at my graduation in the light summer dress she wore and more than a few people thought she was my older sister. Even a few of my team mates wanted to know if she was seeing anyone. That brought a smile to her face and more than a few times she would say she has a man then would hug me.

After graduation I was back home looking for a job and was offered one several states away that was just what I was looking for. Once again I was moving out and the thought of leaving my mom again brought up some strong emotions. We had a nice dinner and talked my last night before I was to leave and I took a long hard look at my mother and realized for the first time just how beautiful she really was. She looked to be at least ten years younger than her age and still had that great figure from college. Then I started to think if she wasn't my mother I'd ask her out on a date. I quickly suppressed the thought and wondered where in the hell did that come from. 

It has now been over three years now since I moved out here and my job is going great, although I have been working 60 to 70 hours a week but it has been paying off. I've received two promotions so far and upper management has taken an interest in me. My boss has mentioned on more than one occasion that I need to take a break or I'll be burned out before I make CEO. I seldom take vacations and even when I do I work from home so when I get back to work it is like I never left. 

Finally in late March my boss gave me an ultimatum, either take time off or get reassigned to another department. I knew he couldn't really do that but he was right, I needed a break. I told him I'd like to take some days off in May as it was a slow time for us. Plus I had wanted to see my mom as Mother's Day was coming up so what better gift then to spend it with her. My boss agreed and I started to make plans, then I had an idea. Why not take a trip with my mom. She never went anywhere since dad died and I'm sure she'd like to get out of the house for even a few days.

I started to think about where we could go and have some fun. Where we could both let our hair down as it were and not worry about anything for a while. Then it hit me. Las Vegas. I immediately started checking websites and found a great package deal that was sure to please her. So I finally chose a five night trip where we would fly out on Wednesday afternoon and then I'd fly back to work and she to home the following Monday morning. I found a very nice hotel, one of the newer ones that is located near the middle of the Strip. I considered renting a car but most of what we would want to do or see was in walking distance. If needed to I could rent a car for the day to explore some of the sites outside of Las Vegas. Be sides I was trying to keep the cost down and have some more money to spend on my mom.

That night I called her. "Hi mom. How are you?"

"Shawn sweetie. It's so good to hear from you." I could hear the joy in her voice.

"Well the reason I'm calling is to see if you can get away from work for a few days and take a little trip with me. Sort of a Mother's Day gift for the most wonderful and beautiful mother I know." I was laying it on a little thick but hoped she would agree and take the time off.

"What are you talking about? What trip?"

"I booked us a trip, just the two of us for some mother/son bonding time. I haven't been home in a while and I thought we could go away together and have some fun. What do you think?" It was true, I hadn't been home to see her in over a year and I was feeling guilty about it. Plus I really miss her.

There was silence then. "Ok let's do this. I haven't traveled in years this will be fun. Where are we going by the way?"

"I think I'll keep that as a surprise but it won't involve tents or any sort of outdoor plumbing."

She laughed. "Oh I wouldn't mind that as long as you were there."

"Ok well I'll be home a few days before we leave for our little adventure. Just to warn you I booked 1 room with 2 queen sizes beds. Is that ok?"

"What are you embarrassed to share a bed with your old mother? I remember when you were younger crawling into my bed and snuggling up with me." She sighed. "I do miss that."

"Well we will each have our own beds but we will be sharing a room. I just wanted to be sure you were OK with that. If not it's no problem for me to book an extra room."

"Oh no please I like the idea of spending as much time with you as possible. I'm more than fine sharing a room with you. Are you sure this trip isn't too expensive? I don't like the idea of you spending your hard earned money on something too extravagant on me."

"Mom I would spend my very last dime just to be in your presence. You are the most important person in my life and you always will be."

I could hear her choke up a bit. "Thank you Shawn, you always were, and still are, very sweet. Can you at least tell me what I should pack?"

"It will be very warm so plan on that. A bathing suit would be a good idea along with sun screen, some good walking around shoes, and a hat. Oh and some spending money as there are a lot of places to shop and some other things to spend money on as well."

"That seems a bit vague but ok I'll play along. Will there be a beach nearby?"

"No but there will be a nice pool to lounge next to. Hope you like to be waited on."

"Oh this is just too cruel. Please tell me where we're going or it will drive me crazy."

"I'll only say it is not a place you would have ever thought of going to but I think we will both have a great time. Sorry but that is all I'm going to say."

"I take back what I said about you being sweet. You are being very cruel to your old mother."

"First of all I am sweet for taking you on this trip. Second you are not old. You look better now than you did in college and I can't wait to see you in shorts or your bathing suit to show off that gorgeous body of yours."

"Ok you are still sweet, but also equally cruel not telling me where we're going. It better be some place really nice."

We talked for a little while before saying goodbye and the next few weeks went by so slowly. It seems when you have something to look forward to time slows down. 

Finally the day came when I flew home to see mom. I rented a car figuring it would be easier just to drop it off at the airport and she could make arrangements with a friend to pick her up. During the next few days she tried to pump me for information about our trip. I decided not to keep her in suspense and got the movie 'Oceans 11' thru Netflix the night before we were to leave.

"So I chose a movie we can watch tonight that will give you an idea of where we are going." I started the movie and since she hadn't seen it before she didn't realize where we were going until about a quarter of the way thru the movie.

"Oh my God we're going to Las Vegas! What a great idea. I've always wanted to go but never had the courage. There are some ladies I work with that go at least once or twice a year and they love it. Where are we staying?"

I told her of the hotel we'd be staying at and some of the things I had planned but I kept it pretty open ended so we could do whatever we wanted whenever we wanted. We got on the website of the hotel we'd be staying and she kept asking me how much this was costing me.

"Don't worry you pretty little head over it. I got my last promotion a few months ago so I can easily afford this. Besides you're worth." I kiss her on top of her head.

"Oh baby you're too good to me. Thank you for this trip." she gave me a big hug.

We talked about the trip and some of the things we both wanted to see and do but it was getting late so I went to my old room which hadn't changed since I left several years ago. I striped down to my boxers then fell into bed and soon into a deep sleep.

Sometime during the night I dreamt that my mother was standing in the doorway to my bedroom, then walked in and sat on the side of my bed. I looked at her with half open eyes as she brushed my hair with her fingers while she whispered 'My handsome man.' I whispered back 'You are so beautiful.' That made her smiled as she moved her hand down to my chest and rested it there as if feeling my heart beat. Soon her hand went further down my stomach then to my boxers which were starting to tent from the hard-on I was getting. She gently pulled my shorts down and my cock sprung free almost standing straight up. With a light touch she began to stroke it and in less than a minute I could feel myself about to explode. Seeing this my mother leaned down and took just the tip of my cock into her mouth as I start to shoot a long rope of cum down her throat. She swallowed every drop and hummed with pleasure and as she raised up there was a smile on her face. Then she stood and brushed my hair with her fingers one more time and very quietly said, 'Thank you my handsome man.' and walked out of my room. The dream was over but it had seemed so real that I rolled on to my side with a smile on my face.

The following morning I found mom in the kitchen humming as she made coffee.

As she turns and sees me she smiles. "Well good morning my handsome man. How did you sleep?"

"Um great, but I had a strange dream last night that seemed so real. A good dream, but weird."

"Oh you know how the subconscious can play tricks on your mind especially when we dream. I wouldn't worry to much about it." I thought I saw her blushing as she turned back to finish her coffee.

"Yeah I guess you're right, but it just seemed so real. Well we should load the car up and get to the airport early. Our flight leaves at noon."

She finished her coffee and as I watched her rinse her cup and clean off the counter, all I could think about was her lips on my cock. As I stared at her as she moved and swayed that beautifully tight ass I started to get an erection. Quickly I left the kitchen before she could turn around and see the effect she was having on me. I went to finish packing and bring my bags down to the car. 

Soon we had the car loaded and the house all locked up then we were off. The drive to the airport was quiet as I was still trying to decide if what I dreamt last night wasn't a dream at all but that she had come in my room, got me off, and swallowed my load. I was getting hard just thinking about it. I was both thrilled and scared by the idea of having a sexual relationship with my mother. What would she think of me, her own son, of wanting to have in incestuous affair, to have my cock penetrate the same pussy that I emerged from over 24 years ago? I squirmed in my seat as I drove trying to discreetly adjust my dick so it would be so obvious that I had the hots for my own mother. The drive was long enough to allow me to calm down and gain control over that part of my anatomy between my legs.

We dropped off the car at the rental agency then took the shuttle over to the terminal. After checking in our bags we made our way through security and found our gate. I bought us each a cup of overpriced coffee as it would be an hour wait before we could board our flight. She brought a book along to read while I had my tablet and played a few games. Before I knew it we were boarding the plane and settling into our seats. It was going to be just over a 5 hour flight and this would be the first time my mother had been on a plane since before I was born.

"I can't thank you enough for this trip. This will be the first time I've really traveled since..." She trailed off and I knew she was thinking of dad.

I took her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "It's ok, I still miss him too."

She leaned over and kissed my cheek but also the corner of my mouth. That simple gesture sent a jolt down my spine right to my dick. Once again I was squirming in my seat trying to hide my raging hard-on.

"You are such a good son." She interlaced her fingers with mine then she rested her head on my shoulder. That did not help my current dilemma.

Here I was with this incredibly hot woman holding my hand with her head on my shoulder and every now and then I would feel her warm breath on my neck. I had an erection for most of the flight without any help from Viagra. I wondered if there is a record for having an erection without the use of drugs or any other device. I also wondered if it wasn't such a good idea to be sharing a room with her for the next five nights.

The flight landed and we found our way to the luggage carousel. As soon as our bags appeared we grabbed a cab and within fifteen minutes we were at the hotel. 

On the cab ride over my mother whispered to me. "While we're here please call me Laura. I don't want anyone to know I'm your mother."

"Then how should I treat you? I mean we will be sharing a room." My mind was racing.

"How about you treat me as your girlfriend." She smiled.

"Well Laura if that is what you want I could be so inclined but there will have to be a lot of hand holding and kissing to make people think we're a loving couple." I smiled back.

"I would think so." She leaned over and gently kissed my lips.

Now my brain was on overload. What was happening? We entered the hotel lobby and walked up the check-in counter. A lovely black woman asked if we had a reservation.

"Yes we do." I started to fumble for my wallet as she needed to see my I.D. and credit card.

She was listing off all the amenities of the room while I was only half listening as my head was still spinning with thoughts of my MILF girlfriend. She was no longer my mother but my girlfriend. How the hell did that happen?

I heard Laura speaking to me. "Dear she needs your signature." She brought me back as I was lost in thought.

"Oh yeah of course. Sorry this is our first time to Las Vegas and already I feel a bit overwhelmed." I stammered. 

The woman gave us a warm smile. "I'm sure you and your lovely girlfriend will have a wonderful time her. Just don't gamble too much."

My girlfriend took my hand as we got our bags together and headed up to our room. It was up on the fifteenth floor overlooking the Strip and as soon as we entered I noticed there was only one bed.

"Um I think there has been a mistake. I booked a room with 2 Queen Size beds, not a single King. We'll have to go back and get it sorted out." I was about to turn around and head for the door when she stopped me.

"I don't see any reason we can't share this bed. It's so big that we'd have plenty of room. Besides it would look awkward if you were to go back now and ask for a room with two beds when they already think we're a couple. It'll be fine." 

I really didn't want to go all the way back to the front desk and ask for another room. The view from this one was spectacular and there was no guarantee we'd get another room with such a great view. 

"It's OK by me if you want to share a bed. Just don't hog the covers." I said and she gave me a nudge with her hip.

"You better not take up the whole bed." She winked. "We should unpack then have a look around. I don't know about you but I'm starving. Lets find a place to eat." 

She started to remove clothes from her suit case and put them in drawers or hung them up. I did the same and soon we were done unpacking. We went down to the lobby and looked around to see what restaurants they had. We found a place that was quiet and out of the way and had a very nice meal while talking.




Mother's Day Weekend in Las Vegas Pt. 02



Ok so I know this took me a while to get this finished but I really didn't think I'd get such positive feed back from the first story. Thanks to those who wrote constructive criticism and yes I do read them and try to learn. I hope you like this one as much as the first one and there is sex that takes place early on in the story. Once again this is a work of fiction and none of these people exist so far as I know. 

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I awoke early the following morning with the dawn's first light coming through a small opening between the curtains. It was just enough light to bathe the room in a soft glow as I lay there next to my mother whom I had just fucked the previous night. She was so beautiful as she slept with a slight smile on her face and her hair flowing over her back. The blankets had been kicked nearly off the end of the bed so that I had an unobstructed view of her whole body stretched out before me. Her skin was almost as white as the sheets and there was a strong smell of sex in the room as I lay there watching her sleep, her back slightly rising and falling with each breath. She looked so peaceful, so angelic, so damn sexy I was tempted to jump her again right then and there but refrained as I needed to relieve myself. I got out of bed as carefully as I could so not to wake her and went into the bathroom.

When I returned I went to the curtains and looked out the window to see the Las Vegas Strip in the early morning. The traffic was light, mostly taxis or delivery trucks, and the sidewalks were barren with only a few people here or there coming back from a late night of partying or gambling. Turning my attention back to the beauty that was sleeping I sat down in a chair and began to think.

I sat there for over an hour just staring at her. 'What now?' I thought. Before I could even answer my own question she stirred and saw me.

"Why are you sitting over there? Come back to bed." She yawned.

I smiled at her and knew at that moment that I was hopelessly in love with my own mother. Getting up from the chair I walked over and crawled into bed and into her open arms. We kissed like lovers as our mouths tried to devourer each other. I had only one thought and that was to make this woman mine.

Pulling my head back I looked deeply in to her eyes and whispered. "I love you." 

My mother looked at me with a slight smile that became bigger. "I love you too baby." She began to cry but I knew they were tears of joy.

She started to attack my face with kisses as I laughed. I'd never experienced as much joy and happiness in my life as I was right now. As we continued kissing I moved my right hand to her dripping wet pussy. My God she was so wet and hot that I was able to slide two fingers in with out and trouble. She gasp as soon as I did but she kept up her assault on my face and neck. Slowly I move my fingers in and out occasionally hitting her g-spot, that soft fleshy button just inside her vagina. She'd let out a moan or a gasp every time I touched it. Soon I was rubbing it constantly with my fingers in a circular motion. This was driving her crazy as she had stopped kissing me and had her head back on the pillow moaning. She would move her head side to side now and then while her eyes rolled back and all I could see was white. Finally she let out the loud guttural cry and arched her back as she grabbed and the released the sheets with her hands.

"Oh my God, oh MY GOD. DON'T STOP BABY. DON"T STOP" She yelled. 

I felt her pussy clamp around my fingers as she had a long and powerful orgasm. Her body shook as she arched her back higher off the bed. Then the most amazing thing happened as a gush of her fluids came out around my fingers and covered my hand. It also made quite a large wet spot on the bed. This was the first time I'd ever seen a woman ejaculate, at least in real life. I'd seen a few on some porn sites but always dismissed it as being staged and never really believed that a woman could do that. Well I was just proven wrong by my own mother. 

I removed my fingers and just stared at them as they glistened with my mother's juices. She as laying there breathing heavily as if she'd just sprinted a hundred yards and was looking at me with half opened eyes. When she realized what I was staring at she reached up, took my hand, brought it to her mouth, and then slowly began to lick and suck my fingers clean.

She moaned around my fingers. "Mmmmmm I taste sooo good after that."

That was all the encouragement I needed so I moved between her legs and just slide my rock hard manhood in to her soaking wet pussy. She let out a little cry as I bottomed out.

I looked into her with concern. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No baby, no. I'm just not use to your size. I love how you feel inside of me. I've never been so filled. I've haven't felt like this since..."

I knew she was thinking of dad and then I realized she hadn't been with a man since his death. It was then I decided to make her have as many mind blowing orgasms as I could give her. This woman that gave me life, that took care of me and raised me deserved to be happy and satisfied. Slowly I started to move in and out while looking in to her eyes. All I saw in them was love. 

She would let out a sigh or moan of pleasure as I continued to slowly fuck her. Our bodies were now covered in sweat and I could see she was getting close to having another orgasm. Gradually I picked up my pace as I wanted to make this last. She had her legs hooked around mine and her hands were now grabbing my ass trying to pull me in deeper as she was moaning louder. Every now and then I'd lean down and kiss her as our tongues would dance together as we tried to become one. Soon I was pounding her so hard her body shook and she would let out a moan every time our hips slammed together. 

"Faster baby, harder, deeper. Make mommy cum for you." Breathlessly she was begging me, encouraging me to fuck her to orgasm.

Soon she was rewarded as she shut her eyes tight and arched her back letting out a long low moan of pure pleasure. I could feel her hot wet pussy squeeze my cock trying to suck out my seed. That sent me over the top as I began for fill her I let out my own cry of joy.

"OOOOOHHHH FUCK MOM." I yelled.

"What a good boy. You made mommy cum again." She giggled.

It was such a surreal scene as I was balls deep into my own mother's pussy and she was laughing like a school girl. 

I tried to do my best Joe Pesci from 'Goodfellas'. "So you think I'm funny? I amuse you?"

She gave me a big smile. "Oh you do more than amuse me big boy." Then she pulled my head towards hers and gave me a deep passionate kiss. When we stopped as she looked deep into my eyes. "You rock my world. You ARE my world." Then kissed me again.

We laid in bed for an hour or so before we agreed it was time to get cleaned up and check out of the room. As we got out of bed we looked at how stained it was. We looked at each other and laughed. Once in the shower we washed each others bodies thoroughly as we kissed. We were both too tired to try for shower sex but I was sure that would happen before this trip was over. Before leaving the room I left a generous tip for the maids as I'd knew they would probably have to throw those sheets out.

It was just after 9 am as we left the hotel and got a cab back to our own hotel. The ride back was quiet as Laura was sitting close to me holding my hand and resting her head on my shoulder. We were looking out at the Strip not talking but I could feel the love passing between us. It was so comforting and warm that nothing at the moment mattered to me. I could have sat in the back of that cab with her for hours just holding her hand and not talking. It was peaceful.

The cab pulled up to our hotel and a porter open the door. We walked through the lobby as people were coming down from their rooms to start the day as we were heading to ours to finally change out of last nights clothes. We just smiled at each other as some people looked at us as a happy couple who just had the most amazing night in Las Vegas. I got us some coffee then we resumed our walk back to the room.

Once in the room we started to change out of our clothes when Laura asked. "What do you want to do today?"

I was too tired from last night to do much of anything so I thought for a moment. "The pool should be open by now. How about we take it easy today and get some sun?"

She smiled with approval. "Great idea. I have just the swim suit to wear." Then gave me a wink and grabbed something out of her suitcase and went in to the bathroom to change.

"You know its ok to get dressed in front of me. You don't need to be shy." I said to the closed bathroom door.

"I know but I'd like to surprise you with my new suit. I think you'll like it." She replied.

With that I put on my bathing trunks that went down to just above my knees and a t-shirt. Then I found the sunscreen and some bottled water and placed it in my backpack along with my ipad. The bathroom door open and Laura came out wearing one of my t-shirts as sort of a sun dress. She looked so sexy with her hair pulled back in a pony tail and wearing a baseball cap from my high school days. I put on my running shoes and she some sandals then we headed off to the pool. The whole time we as walked she had interlaced her fingers with mine until we got to the pool and found a couple of free chase lounges.

As I started to get things set my mother removed her t-shirt to reveal her bathing suit. It wasn't that it was small, in fact as bikinis go it was rather modest but it hugged her body so perfectly and she has a killer body. It was a simple brown bikini that matched her hair color but also showed off her body. The top covered her breasts almost completely as there was some side cleavage but I could also make out her nipples through the material. The bottoms hugged her ass and when she turned to face me I could defiantly see a camel toe showing through.

Once I'd gotten a good look all I wanted to do was take her again right there out in front of every one at the pool. She just looked so damn hot that as soon as I was out of my shoes and shirt I jumped in the pool. Thankfully the water was cold enough to help get my cock under control again.

Laura looked at me knowing full well why I'd jumped in the water. "Feeling a bit warm are we?" She teased.

I looked up at her. "You know damn well what I'm feeling woman. You look too damn good in that bikini that we may be heading back to the room before we can work on our tans." I grinned back at her.

She got herself comfortable on her lounge and started to put on sunscreen. "I thought you wanted to take it easy today?" She asked in a mocking sort of way.

"I did until I saw you in that..that.." I was at a loss for words.

She laughed. "Don't worry babe, we still have several days together. I'm sure you'll be sick of me after that."

For some reason those words hurt me. I push myself out of the pool, grabbed my towel, and quickly dried off. Then I sat on the my lounge and looked seriously at her. "I love you. I could never be sick or bored or tired of you. Ever. I love you so please don't even joke about that."

I saw the concern on her face. "I'm...I'm sorry it was just a little joke. You know I love you too and I'd never hurt you."

I started to speak. "Look, we need to talk at some point about where we see us going with this relationship. I know this has all been kind of sudden but," I paused to think and to make sure no one was close enough to hear us. "I've loved you for years and I want this to continue. Think about what you want and will talk later tonight."

I could see the tears run down her face from under her sunglasses. "Baby I love you too, but..." She thought for a moment. "You know we can't...I want too but..."

I knew what she was trying to say but my heart said something different. "Look just think about how you want things to go and we'll talk later. We don't have to make any decision this minute, but we should at least talk about them before this trip ends. Just know that I love you and we're here together to enjoy ourselves."

We kissed and I wiped away her tears. Soon we were both settled on our lounge chairs getting some sun as I listened to some tunes while Laura read a magazine. After about an hour she lowered the back of her lounge chair and rolled over on her stomach. 

Once she got herself comfortable she looked over at me. "Would you be a dear and put some sun lotion on my back."

I got up, grabbed the bottle, and put some on the palm of my hand. "Would you like me to untie your top so it won't leave any tan lines?"

She took her sunglasses off and smiled. "Only if you promise to tie it back up again." She winked at me.

I undid her top began to massage the sun tan lotion on to her back. She sighed as I did this. "You should give me a massage when we get back to the room. All that walking we did yesterday has made my legs and feet sore."

"I could do that. But what will you give me in return?" I said playfully.

She turned her head and looked at me. "That all depends on how good of a massage you give me." She winked and gave me a bright smile.

That started me thinking. I knew the spa at the hotel did massages and I wondered if they sold any of the massage oils they used. I decided to check it out once we left the pool. We stayed at the pool for another hour and started talking about what we wanted to do about lunch. We were both starving as we had skipped breakfast and it was now just after 12 o'clock.

"Why don't we take a rest first then find a restaurant here in the hotel?" Laura suggested. "I'm still tired from yesterday's activities and could do with a nap." She yawned and I could see she needed some down time.

As for me I'd gotten my second wind so once we had gathered up our stuff we went back to our room. On the way back I said she could take a nap then call me when she was ready for some lunch as I wanted to do some exploring being this was my first time in Las Vegas. I also said that if I were to try and take a nap with her that the last thing we'd do is sleep.

"After seeing you in the awesome bikini I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you. So you get some rest and I'll just have a leisurely walk about. Ok?"

She nodded in agreement. "Just don't get to tired. I expect a massage from you later, and more." She grinned.

Once I left the room the first place I went to was the spa. I asked the girl at the counter if they sold any massage oils and she informed me that they did so I bought a small bottle. Then a made my way to the Strip and decided to check out the casinos on the other side of the street. It was about 1 pm and the sidewalks were crowded as I walked across one of the pedestrian bridges that goes over the Strip. 

It was warm out, maybe 80 degrees or so, but once inside the MGM the air-conditioning hits and I was cooled down. I wandered around checking out different table games and slot machines until I found a $15 Blackjack table with a couple of open seats. I played for about an hour but had stayed pretty much even so I left and started back to the hotel. 

As I entered the hotel lobby my phone rang and I saw it was Laura. "Hey. Did you have a good rest?"

"I slept a little but I missed you too much."

"Well if we had tried to take a nap together we'd still be going at it right now." I told her.

She laughed. "Oh aren't we just a little full of ourselves today."

"Not at all. All I need to do is remember how good you looked at the pool this morning and I could go all night." 

"I may hold you to that mister. Are you still hungry because I'm starving."

"Yeah I'm starving too. Oh you for food. I was thinking of something else."

She laughed. "You're so bad. But that is one more thing I love about you."

I told her I'd be back in the room in a few minutes so I could change in to something more appropriate to wear at a restaurant. I didn't think my swim trunks and t-shirt would go over to well. Once there I saw that Laura had showered and changed in to a simple sun dress that was black but had a floral pattern at the bottom. It was almost knee length and looking at it and her I could see she had gotten some color from being out by the pool this morning. She wore a pair of sandals and a straw sun hat with her mirrored sunglasses. 

My attire was a pair of cargo short, a polo shirt, and a pair of deck shoes. Simple but comfortable. We headed off in search of a decent restaurant for a late lunch and found one that wasn't very busy. I asked for a quiet table as I was hoping we could talk. We were quickly seated and given menus and drinks. As we were both hungry we both went all out. An appetizers to start with followed by a salad for her and soup for me then huge burgers for each of us and finally ending with desert. 

We had been talking throughout lunch until the desert came and Laura became very quiet. So I asked. "Is there something wrong? Is the desert not to your liking?"

She looked at me and shook her head no. "No the meal was fine, its just... well I couldn't sleep because of what we talked about at the pool. I've been thinking about our relationship and how everything has changed. I feel guilty because I've been so selfish. You see..." She looked around to see if anyone was close enough to hear. "Since your father died I haven't been with anyone. It was like a part of my heart died the day he died. Then you... you were so sweet and when you helped and supported my even being so young." She was starting to cry. "If it weren't for you I don't know what I would have done. I might have try to... to even kill my..."

I stopped her. "But you didn't and I'm so grateful that you had the strength to go on."

"Please let me finish what I have to say. You see the only reason I had to live was you. Even though you were so young you seemed to have a maturity about you. When you came to my bed those nights I was crying it helped me more than you could ever know. I knew then you were going to grow up to be a fine young man, just like your dad. In fact as I watched you grow you started to look like him more and more each year. By the time you had graduated high school you could have been his twin brother. I use to look at pictures of you back then and compare them to the pictures I have of your father back in college. God you look some much like him. That is why I think... I think I fell in love with you. You see I knew your father and I were meant to be together. We were soul mates. God how I loved him." She was crying now. "But since his death I haven't found anyone that could replace him, except... you. I feel so ashamed of myself for being so selfish. You have your whole life ahead of you and you shouldn't be tied down with me. I'm your mother for God sake, what was I thinking?" 

She quickly got up from the table before could stop her as she ran out of the restaurant. I knew where she'd be heading so I quickly paid the bill and headed back to our room. Just as I thought she was there laying face down on the bed crying. I quietly walked over to the bed and laid down next to her there started to stroke her hair. I could hear her softly crying and see her back rise and fall as she breathed.

"Now what am I going to do with you? You say you love me but that you're being selfish. If you deny me your love, then yes, you are being selfish. But if you accept the fact that you love me, AND that I love you, I really don't see a problem. You do love me, don't you?"

I saw her nod her head and heard a muffled yes. "Then what is the problem? We love each other so there is nothing we can't over come."

She turned here her head and wiped her eyes. "You're so young and you should find your own soul mate. To marry a young woman and start a family of your own. Not be tied down with your own mother who is missing her late husband."




Mother's Day Weekend in Las Vegas Pt. 02



I just nodded as she spoke and when she was done I asked her. "Do you love me?"

"What?" She looked at me with a confused expression. "Of course I do. You know I do."

"Then we don't have a problem. We can figure out the rest later but for now let us just enough our time together. Oh and just so you know. You are MY soul mate." I smiled down at her. "Since your already on the bed how about I give you that massage I promised you?" I got off the bed and got the massage oil I had bought early.

She looked at me. "Haven't you been listening to me? We can't have that kind of relationship. Its wrong. Don't you want to start a family of your own?"

"We can adopt or find a suitable sperm donor. I'd prefer to adoption but we'll have plenty of time to discuss it. You should start taking your clothes off if you want that massage."

"No, wait, this is all wrong. We can't have that kind of relationship. You have to find a woman you can have that kind of relationship with." She argued.

"But don't you see? You are that woman I want that kind of relationship with. I. Love. You. End of story. Or should I say the beginning of our story. Now please take off all your clothes so I can give you your massage." I started to remove my shirt.

She looked at me in disbelief but then gave me a little smile. "You're just like your father. He wouldn't take no for an answer either." Then she got up and removed her sun dress followed by her bra and panties.

Finally I had her naked on the bed face down as I sat on her tight little butt and started my massage on her back. "So are we good now? No more talk of us not having this kind of relationship?" I gave her ass a playful smack.

"Hey." She protested.

"Sure last night you wanted to be my little Las Vegas whore. I think I liked you better like that last night." I gave her another smack on her ass. 

"It doesn't bother you that I'm your own mother? That you want to use me as your own personal sex toy."

"First it doesn't make a difference to me that you're my mother. I love you both as a son and as husband. Second you are not my sex toy. Yes I like sex but I know you enjoy sex too. Look I know this is strange for the both of us but we're in love and I don't want to be with anyone but you. Now let me get a towel from the bathroom and clean off some of this massage oil." I got up and went to the bathroom. 

When I came back Laura was sitting up in bed with her back resting against the head board. Her leg were spread open and she was playing with herself with her right hand as her left played with her tits. I knew then we were going to be alright.

"If I'm not you're sex toy then you must be mine so come here and let mommy play with you."

I wiped my hands with the towel and then crawled up between her legs. Once I was eye to eye with her I gave her a very passionate kiss. Soon I was kissing my way down her heck then to her breasts where I suck and lick her nipples. She moaned with delight as I kept up may oral assault on her tits while my right hand found her dripping pussy. I let my fingers slide over her lips letting the become covered with her sweet nectar. Once my fingers were coated I started to tease and play with her clit. She moaned in to my mouth as we continued to kiss. Soon her hips were rising up as if begging me to finger fuck her like I'd done the earlier this morning. But first I wanted to tease her a bit more, making her crazy with desire. Before too long she broke our kiss and looked me in the eye. I could see the lust and passion burning there.

"Stop playing with me and fuck me. If you truly love make your mommy cum." 

To be continued...



Mother's Day Weekend in Las Vegas



Laura is not a big drinker, she may have a glass or two of wine and that is her limit. Tonight she had three glasses with dinner. After we finished and were walking out of the restaurant she took my hand and we strolled down the Strip checking out some of the different casinos. We walked across the street into Planet Hollywood Casino and she started asking me questions about some of the slot machines and video poker games. I'm not much of a slot player but I do like to play video poker. I found a one dollar poker machine, sat down, and put in one hundred dollars expecting never to see it again.

As I began to play she looked on as I explained the basics of the game and what I was hoping for when choosing cards. If I had a pair I'd keep those and hope for four of a kind or three of a kind or another pair and so on. A waitress came by and I got a beer while Laura got another glass of wine. I thought, 'OK she is entitled, she is on vacation.' As I was playing she stood behind me with one hand rubbing my shoulders and neck, almost like a message but more a sign of affection.

As I was playing I wasn't losing to badly as I would hit a few good hands but was holding my own. It was getting late so I decided to finish this game quickly by betting the max of twenty five dollars. I had enough to make three bets so the first bet I lost, the second bet I got a pair of Queens, and the third I got six, seven, eight, and nine, all clubs, and an Ace of diamonds. I discarded the Ace and was just hoping for another club for a flush or a ten of anything for a straight. Well I got both, a ten of clubs for a straight flush which at the max bet that paid $1250. Sweet. Laura screamed with excitement for my win and we had to wait for an attendant to come and pay me. 

While we waited she sat down on my lap and gave me a kiss. "That was wonderful. I never knew you were so good at this."

"It was all luck, I had very little to do with it. I think it was you who brought me luck. We should quit while we're ahead, it's getting late and I need some sleep." 

She agreed and as soon as I was paid we walked back to the hotel to get some much needed rest. It had a long day with the travel and with the time change. It was 11:30 pm Las Vegas time but my body was saying it was 2:30 am East Coast time. I was in the bathroom first to get ready for bed. My sleep ware was made up of sweat pants and a t-shirt. After I was done I came out and saw she had changed into a tank top, no bra, and very short shorts. She brushed by me on the way to the bathroom. It was just some incidental contact but enough to get my attention.

She came out and turned off the bathroom light and stood looking at me as I laying in bed. I was reading something on my tablet trying hard to ignore her for fear of waking the beast between my legs. Slowly she sauntered over to the bed and crawled under the covers. Then she leaned over and kissed my cheek but also it caught the corner of my mouth.

She sighed. "Thank for a wonderful day. I'm sure this just the beginning to a wonderful time we'll have together."

"It was a good day wasn't it. I'm really glad you're enjoying this trip so far. The next few days should be even more interesting and fun." 

I kissed her forehead and said goodnight then shutting off my tablet and the light I rolled over on my side facing away from her and tried to think about something other than the beautiful sexy women lying next to me. But she had other ideas as I felt her arm wrap around my waist as she pulled up closer to spoon me.

"Goodnight my handsome man." She whispered.

It wasn't long after that I could hear her breathing deeply as she fell asleep. Her breath was warm on the back of my neck causing me to have a raging hard-on. Damn. Well at least I was facing away from her and soon I dozed off into a not so peaceful sleep.

The following morning I woke up early, just a little after 7 am. I found myself laying on my back with my Laura's head resting on my shoulder and her hand dangerously close to my morning wood. Slowly I slid myself out of bed trying very hard not to disturb her then went to the bathroom. I was planning on getting some coffee and checking out the casino.

Laura was still asleep so before I left I wrote a note and placed it under her cell phone telling her to call me. I figured with all the traveling, wine, and the walking around we did last night really got to her as she was still sleeping. I got to the casino and it was pretty quiet so I wandered around for a bit until I found a place serving coffee, Danish, and some other foods. I bought myself a large coffee and getting it just right with cream and sugar I set out to find another video poker machine and try my luck. I figured it would be at least another couple of hours before she was going to get out of bed. After finding a one dollar machine I pulled out a hundred dollar bill, fed it into the machine, then proceeded to lose. Guess my luck had run out. 

I didn't lose it all right away but slowly one dollar at a time. I was getting annoyed with the game so I hit the max bet to finish off the last of my hundred and suddenly got four of a kind which pays five hundred dollars. Sweet. So with my new winnings I decided to switch games and try my hand at blackjack. I found an empty ten dollar table, sat down, and handed over three hundred. Now I know the basics of the game and have played online and at casino near where I live. I wasn't going to try anything fancy, I was just there to entertain myself until Laura called me.

The deck started out cold as I lost the first four hands, but I was only betting the minimum ten dollars. I took a chance and upped my bet to forty dollars and lost the next two hands, then won five in a row with one that I was able to double down on. Soon I was on a roll winning more hands than losing and by the time my phone rang I had more than tripled my money. I started with three hundred dollars and was now walking away with just over nine hundred. Sweet.

Laura called me a little after nine. "Good morning. I see you were up and out the door early this morning. Couldn't wait to get away from your girlfriend could you." She chuckled.

"No that is not true. I wanted to be up early enough to take your order for coffee and deliver it to you hot and fresh. So what would you like in your coffee?"

She told me what she wanted and I was more than happy to oblige. I got back to the room just as she finished dressing in shorts, a short sleeved polo shirt, and walking shoes. Even in this simple outfit she looked great. Her shorts showed off her legs which needed a bit of sun and her ass was nothing short of perfection. I was getting hard again and I needed to do something quick. So I put her coffee down on the desk, excused myself, and went to the bathroom to try and calm down. It took a few minutes but I was able to contain the beast once more. I wasn't sure if I could continue doing this for the next four days.

When I came out of the bathroom I sat down on the edge of the bed and watched as she brushed her long silky brown hair. Then an idea came to me.

"Um mom, sorry I mean Laura, have you ever had a spa day? You know where they do facials, hair, makeup, and I'm sure other things."

She gave me a funny look. "No I haven't. Why? Do you think I need a facial?"

"No, no its just, well I want to do something special for you and I thought you might like a spa day. I won another thousand dollars this morning and I'd like to spoil you. What do you say?"

She thought about it for a minute. "Well I've always wanted to have a facial and makeup done by someone who knows what they're doing. I just apply so little I'm never sure if its right or not. Yes, I'd very much like a spa day. Thank you Shawn, that's very sweet of you."

She walked over then leaned down and kissed me on the lips. It was a brief kiss but one with a very profound effect on me. I had to struggle with the beast to get it under control once again. We left the room and went to make an appointment for her day at the spa.

After finding where we needed to go we stood at the counter talking with a lovely woman who filled us in on all the various treatments and options they offered. Laura started to look through their list and decided on what she would like. She picked one package that included a facial and body wrap then she pick a makeup lesson. I also suggested a manicure and pedicure package as well.

"Shawn that would be too much." She protested.

"Not for the woman I love. I want you to have the full treatment. You deserve nothing less."

She gave me a kiss on the lips and a big huge. "I love you so much my handsome man."

I could get use to playing the big spender. The total for all of this was just under seven hundred dollars. Good thing I had those two big wins this morning or else we'd be eating at McDonalds for the rest of the stay. The woman behind the desk said she had an opening at around 2:30 pm and that we should be here at least thirty minutes before the appointment.

It was just after 11:00 am so we decided to check out some nearby casinos, have a light lunch, and then head back for her spa appointment. We walked over to the Bellagio and wandered around a bit. Once again I sat at another video poker machine and walked away up another three hundred dollars. She was impressed at my gambling prowess. Truth was it was just plan dumb luck, but she enjoyed watching me win and I loved having her cheer me on. 

After lunch we started heading back to our hotel so she would be there at 2:00 pm for her appointment. Once there the same woman was behind the counter and she showed Laura where she had to go. I said goodbye and watched them go through a door next to the counter. Soon the woman re-appeared and I asked how long the treatments would take.

"I would say your girlfriend will be out in two an half to three hours. She seemed very excited to be getting such special attention. You must really love her." She smiled.

"You have no idea how much I love that woman. She is my life." I gave her a wink then left.

Well I had at least two hours to kill before she will be done so I decided to check out some shops and try my luck at blackjack again. I walked down to NYNY casino and found a fifteen dollar blackjack table with an elderly couple playing. I asked if I could join them and they enthusiastically said yes.

"Please join us young man." The old guy said. "We need some young blood at this table."

Introductions were made and I bought in for four hundred. Max and Millie were up from Phoenix for the weekend and were staying at the MGM. I told them I was here with my girlfriend and that I had treated her to a day at the spa.

"Well aren't you sweet." Millie said. Then turned to her husband. "Why can't you be that sweet and treat me to a day at the spa."

"Cause they'd have to buy the anti-wrinkle cream by the fifty gallon drums to use on you." He chuckled.

Millie smacked him hard on the shoulder. "You are such and cheap old fart."

"Yeah but I'm fun to be around." They both laughed.

I could see they had been together for a long time and I thought how lucky they were. We played for almost an hour and my luck was still holding as I walked away up another seven hundred. I knew this couldn't last so I decided to buy myself a nice suit and hopefully have enough to buy Laura a nice dress. 

Before I went over to the mall at Planet Hollywood I stopped at another video poker machine only this was a ten dollars a hand. I figured no guts no glory. So I put in five one hundred dollar bills and sat down to play. Like before I was losing but kept my bets low so it would last a little longer. I hand a few small wins but I was down so I pushed my bet up to fifty dollars in the hopes of winning back what I had already lost. I knew my chance were slim but I figured what the hell. I had a few wins to get me close but I was still eighty dollars short so I thought 'Fuck it' so I hit max bet and placed a two hundred dollar bet. Crossing my fingers I pressed the deal button and watched the cards pop up on the screen. I got a pair of Queens so at least I wasn't going to lose this time. I held the Queens and hit the deal button again. Two more Queens appeared and I was like 'Cool, at least I'll make some money off this machine'. Then a message came up to wait for an attendant. I started to look around nervously as I thought I just broke the machine. 

Within a few minutes and attendant came. "Nice win." Then started to open up the machine and do something then asked my a few questions and told me he'd be right back.

I wasn't sure what was going on but I waited and he reappeared with another gentleman following him. "Here you go sir. If you'd just hold out your hand."

He then place fifty one hundred dollar bills in my hand. I had hit for five grand. I thought 'Holy shit. I love Vegas.' 

With my winnings I went in search of a new suit and found a store that had just what I was looking for. I got a very nice jacket and pants from off the rack that fit me perfectly. I also bought a couple of shirts, a pair shoes, a belt, and some dark socks. I went back to the room and hung up the suit and put the shoes in the closet. I then headed back to the spa just in time to see her emerge from the doorway. My God she was so beautiful I was speechless.

She walked up and kissed my cheek. "Did you miss me?" She grinned.

"Um yeah I did. How was the facial and other treatments?" I couldn't stop staring. She looked like a super model.

"It was wonderful. All the people there were so nice and the facial and body wrap were so relaxing. I had a very nice young woman show me how to apply makeup and what are the best colors for my skin type. I learned so much and it was fun. Thank you again for such a thoughtful gift."

I smiled. "Anytime. Like I said before you deserve it. I have another surprise for you. I'd like to buy you a nice dress and shoes and even a new purse so we can hit the town tonight. What do you say?"

"Oh Shawn that is so very sweet but you've spent enough money on me already. This was more than I expected and I really don't need to be spoiled."

I looked her right in the eye. "You said to treat you as my girlfriend right? Well girlfriend I want to show you off tonight and I'd very much like to buy you a new outfit. Now if you have a problem with that then we might as well just stay in the room and watch TV for the rest of the evening."

Smiling she then hooked her arm through mine and off we went to find her a new dress. We found ourselves back at the mall in Planet Hollywood where I had bought my new suit not more than an hour ago. I hadn't told her about it or about my big win at NYNY. We started to look and went into different stores and finally found one that had a little black dress that she liked. She was about to take it to the fitting room when I saw the same dress but in a light grey color. I took off the rack and told her to try that one on first. I few minutes later she came out and modeled it for me. I never in my life wanted to rip a dress off a woman's body as I did when she came into my line of site. With her new makeup and nails done up and now wearing that dress I knew I wanted her in the worst possible way.

"What's wrong Shawn? You don't like the dress? I think it looks so cute, but it's a little short." She was twisting and turning in front of the mirror trying to see how is looked in back.

"Oh no the dress is perfect. In fact you look incredibly hot in it." I turned to the sales woman. "We'll take it but she'll also need shoes and a purse to go along with the dress."

The sales woman smiled. "Finally a man who understands. Girl you keep this one."

Laura smiled. "I'm never letting him get away. I owe him to much as it is." She winked at me.

By the time we left the store she had a new dress with a pair of matching shoes and purse. She was thrilled but we had one more stop to make.

"Please you've spoiled me enough for one day. What else could you possibly buy me?"

We stopped outside Victoria's Secret. "You need the proper under garments to go with your dress. But I get to chose." I grinned.

"Oh you naughty boy you." She nudged me.

We went in and I found several thongs that I thought would go nicely underneath her new dress. She even added a pushup bra and some lingerie as well. Once our shopping was done we headed back to the room to get ready for the evening ahead.

As she placed her dress and other purchases on the bed I quickly grabbed my suit from the closet and went into the bathroom to get ready for the evening. I shaved and took a quick shower then dressed. I put on some cologne and checked my look in the mirror. Not to bad I thought.

I stepped out of the bathroom and saw a vision that would be with me for the rest of my life. Laura was standing at the window looking out at the Strip in her new outfit. Her shoes were three heels with a single strap that had a small strap that buckled around the ankle. The dress was short but it wasn't so short that she was in danger of exposing herself. My God she looked so beautiful and sexy.

As she turned she gave me a smile. "I see you did some shopping for yourself too. I love the suit."

"Well I wanted to look my best for my incredibly sexy girlfriend."

We both laughed then talked about where to eat. Vegas has to have more restaurants than any city I've ever been too. Since it was still early we decided to check out a few casinos and just find a place to eat when we were ready.

Grabbing a cab we headed to the Venetian and wandered through the shopping mall then down to the casino. There I found my favorite game, video poker. It was a five dollar machine so I fed in four hundred dollar bills. I got myself seated and began to play.

"So do you think your luck is still with you?" She asked while rubbing my shoulders.

"As long as you're with me, I'll always have good luck." That comment earned me a kiss full on the lips.

"Thank you." She whispered, then continued to watch me play and rub my shoulders and neck.

I was staying even but wanted to win enough for a nice dinner and maybe take her dancing after wards. The machine had other ideas so I hit the max bet button to try and lose as quickly as possible and move on but something amazing happened. I hit a Royal Flush. The pay out was for one hundred thousand dollars.

Laura and I just looked at the machine in disbelief as people started to gather around us then several attendants appeared. Soon I was signing forms, being asked questions, and shaking hands with people who saw what I won. By the time all was said and done I had a check for ninety thousand dollars and another ten thousand in cash. I figured it would be best if I took the bulk of my winnings in a check so I wouldn't blow all of it in Vegas and still go home with some money in my pocket.

After everything was done a nicely dressed young woman approached us. "Congratulations on your win. The hotel would like to offer you a complimentary room for the night."

We were both still in shock over my win when the woman also offered us a bottle of champagne. Sweet. Then I had an idea.

I looked at Laura. "Lets have dinner in the room and spend the night here. We'll have our own private celebration. What do you think?"

She gave me a little grin. "I thought you wanted to show me off. I mean you bought this outfit for me."

"I did, but after seeing you in that incredibly sex dress I now want you all to myself. What do you say?" I looked at her with my best puppy dog eyes.

She chuckled. "Well if you really want to." Then she gave me a very passionate kiss with tongue.

I knew I was going to make love to her tonight. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. We followed the woman to the front desk and got a room for the night. I thanked the young lady then taking Laura's hand led her to the elevators as she giggled. 




Mother's Day Weekend in Las Vegas



As the doors closed we were all over each other with our hands exploring one another's bodies while our tongues dueled inside each other's mouths. She moaned as I was breathing heavily. The door open and we raced to our room. Once inside we didn't waste any time taking off our clothes then straight to the bed. 

This was my first time seeing my own mother completely naked and I was in awe. We stood facing each other just looking over the other's body and as soon as our eyes met they locked.

I took a deep breath. "You know once we do this there is no going back. Are you sure about this?"

"I've wanted this, wanted you, for so long that I have to do this. I need to do this. I love you Shawn and I know you love me." Tears were filling her eyes.

"I do love you so much. Its just we're about to commit incest and the world out there won't understand. So are you absolutely sure about this?"

She whispered. "Yes."

I leaned down and just before I kissed her said. "I love you Laura."

Our kiss became more passionate as we held each other close. Laura moaned into my mouth as my hands slid down her back. I grabbed those firm round cheeks of her perfect ass and gave them a gentle squeeze. She pulled back from our kiss and began kissing my chin and heck. I just stood there and let her as my hand kept a firm grip on her ass.

She leaned her head back and looked into my eyes. "I want you to fuck me. I need that cock of yours buried deep inside my wet pussy. Don't make love to me; I want you to pound the ever loving shit out of me. I want to be your cheap Las Vegas whore for tonight. Tomorrow we can make love, tonight we FUCK."

I was both shocked and aroused by her language. My cock was as hard as steel by this point and I needed relief in the worst possible way. So I reached down and swept Laura into my arms then carried her to the bed. I laid her down, gave her a gentle kiss, and then forced her legs open and positioned my cock to enter her dripping wet pussy. 

Now I'm not hung like a porn star or have an abnormally large dick. It's about seven and a half inches and is fairly thick. I began to rub the head at the entrance to her slit and as soon as it was coated with her juices I slowly entered her.

"Oh oh, slowly baby, slowly. It's been awhile since I've had a real cock inside me."

I push in further until I was completely inside. Letting her get use to my cock I then slowly started to pull back until only the head was in her. Then I slowly started to push forward until I was buried again. I did this for a few minutes so make sure she was comfortable with my cock.

"Yes baby yes that's nice. Be gentle at first then really give it to me baby. Remember, I'm your whore for tonight." It was so different to her speak about herself in this way, but it was also such a huge turn on for me.

I slowly increased my rhythm and she began to moan even louder. It wasn't long before I was pounding her so hard we were both bouncing up off the bed. She was now screaming, begging to be fucked harder, faster, and deeper. I was doing all I could to comply with he wishes.

Suddenly I stopped and pulled out of her. "NOOOOO." She whaled. "I'm sooo close."

"Don't worry you little slut. I just want to get into you deeper."

I got off the bed and pulled her over to the edge by her legs. Then I raised her legs up almost folding her in half as I repositioned myself so I had her calves on either side of my head as I slid my cock back into her wet warm slit.

"Oooooo baby. Yes that's what I need." 

I started slowly as I looked into her lust filled eyes. She was moaning continuously as I started to increase my rhythm and pound her harder and deeper. Our bodies were now cover with sweat and our breathing was labored as we fucked.

"Oh God Shawn it's been so long. Fuck hard baby. Fuck me like a whore."

With those words I was mercilessly pounding her as we almost flew off the bed a few times but I held her in place and continued my assault on her pussy. My strokes were long and deep. Her body shook when our hips collided together. Our eyes locked as if we were having some erotic staring contest.

"Fuck my pussy baby. Use me like the cheap whore that I am." She said breathlessly.

Her vulgar language shocked and aroused me at the same time. I had never once in my life heard my mother use such expletives before. To hear them coming from some one so beautiful was a huge turn on for me. I doubled my efforts and was rewarded with moans of pleasures as her pussy clamped around my cock as she had the first of several strong orgasms.

"Ooooooooohhhhh YESSSSSSSSS. FUCK ME BABY. HARDER. Oooooohhhhh yesssssss." She was thrashing her head side to side while clawing at my arms. Her legs were now wrapped tight around my waist as if she were trying to pull me in deeper.

"Oh God Oh God Oh God. YESSSSSSSSS." She had a massive orgasms as I watched her eyes roll back, then she arched her back finally to collapsed on the bed into a semi-conscious state.

At that moment I unleashed a load of cum that filled her to the brim then overflowed around my cock as it trickled down to the crack of her ass. It was the sexy thing I have ever seen in my life. As soon as I was done unloading into her I fell back on the bed next to her trying to catch my breath. I felt as if I'd just sprinted a mile uphill with a fifty pound backpack.

I turned my head to look at her and she just gave me a lazy smile. "That was the most wonderful orgasms I have EVER had. Thank you my handsome man."

"It was my pleasure my beautiful girl. I love you." I struggled to sit up but finally found the strength then leaned over to kiss her.

As we finished our kiss she quietly said. "I love you too."

I fell back on to the bed and into a deep peaceful sleep. As I drifted off I though what tomorrow would bring.

To be continued...