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Summer With Mom

By: L.A. Wicker



I moved away from home when I was 18. My dad and I hated each other. He was jealous of how my mother treated me. It was nothing for her to come in my shower just wearing a bra and sexy panties and wash my whole body, cock and all. She would give me a body rub down once a week, I lived for that.

Mom would come in my room wearing just a bra and panties, climb on my back rubbing and caressing my back and my ass. Then I would turn over, many times mom sat right on my cock while she rubbed my chest. My cock is great, 10 thick inches, "It's a woman pleaser," my Mom told me one night.

Dear sweet mom, the few times I ever saw her dressed up to go out, I almost shit myself. She was a nice looking lady, very tall, shoulder length brown hair, big green eyes and her body, 36C breast and a nice round 38 inch ass. And her long shapely legs with nice thick thighs would make me hard anytime. One day it all came to a end. I went for my early morning run, when I came back home, there was mom. Wearing what she called her " cleaning outfit" a loose fitting see through white cotton blouse, a tight, short black spandex skirt.

I had never seen like this, she had a glow about her. She was dancing around like a girl in a strip bar. Moving her ass and hips all the place. My cock had never got so hard in my life. She must have saw it, then she came to me.

She pulled herself to my body, I mean close. Slow dancing, grinding her hips and pussy into my hard cock. Her hands caressed my ass, her soft full lips kissing my neck. Mom was turned on, and I was her target.

I couldn't stand it anymore, " Mom, stop it. Your killing me." "Come on, play with your Mother." she begged. But, I ran to my room to take a shower and beat my cock off. I soaped my hands and went to town. I guessed it would only take me a few seconds before I shot a big load.

The shower door opened, there stood Mom, in only little panties and her see through bra on. She took my cock in her sexy hands, stroking it the full length of the shaft, " That's mommy's big boy. Let me fix this for you." she said in a sexy voice.

She sure knew how to whack a guy off, her hands took control of my cock. Up and down, all around my shaft and the head Squeezing and pulling it. " Does Mommy's little boy like that?" she purred. After a few minutes of that she stood in front of me. And soaped her pussy and thighs up, and resoaped my cock.

She pushed her hot body into me, my cock between her long legs right on her hot pussy. She starting moving back and forth, grinding her hips. My cock was so hard. We locked into a French kiss, our tongues met lashing together as one. My cock slid across her pussy so nice with all the soap.

We were like two animals trying to fuck each other to death without being in each other. A few times while humping each other my cock would find her love hole, I would push just in her to open her pussy lips. It took all I had in me to not shove it deep inside her.

" Mom, I'm going to cummmmmmmm." I screamed. She all but yelled." Not yet baby, lets go in your room first." In my room, she sat on top of me. Her pussy right against my rock hard cock, her hands stroking it as fast as she could, " Cummm on baby, shoot that stuff out. Cummm on, that's my big boy. Mommy loves her big boy."

BANG, Mom flew off of me. There was Dad, he looked like a mad man. " You fucking whore, fucking your own son, how could you?" Yelling and punching her. I jumped up, grabbed my baseball bat and knocked him across the room. I left a few minutes after that. Mom was a total mess, she gave my all the money she had and took from my knocked out dad.

I put myself through college and got a good job in southern Florida making the big bucks. Mom and I wrote each other two or three times a week, neither of us ever said a word about that day in the ten years we wrote.

In one of her letters she told me the small college down the road was offering a computer Internet- email class. I sent her the money as fast as I could. I was already on-line and it would be great to chat with mom.

The day she finished the class I had set it up so a brand new computer with all the nice things, a scanner, printer and a camera would be on her front porch waiting for her. That night I was on line, there was mom. It was great getting email from mom.

I wrote her one day and ask, " Mom, why don't you tell dad your going to stay with grandmother and come and see me for a few weeks? It would be great seeing you after all this time?" She wrote back so excited about the idea, " Oh, baby it would be nice to hold you close to me again. I miss doing things for you, even though it's been so long." My cock jumped in my pants, it remembered that fine day.

The day finally came, I paced back and forth at the airport, I was so ready for Mom. and then, there she was. Still looking very good for a lady of 50. Her legs looked as good as ever, and her breast still had their great shape.

We ran to each other hugging as tight as we could, I looked into her soft eyes and said, " I have missed you so much." and kissed her softly on her lips.

The drive to my place took an hour, so we talked about everything. Somewhere in our talk I told her I had a big business dinner later that night and I wanted her to go with me. " Oh, I don't have anything nice to wear out, honey." she stated. I replied, " Mom, we can fix that real fast."

I drove to a beauty shop/dress shop I knew of just around the corner from where my office was. I told them to give her the works, cost was no problem. I did a few things at work but, she was on my mind the whole time. I couldn't wait to see her all dressed up.

I went to pick her up a few hours later, there she was. Looking like never before, her hair fixed on top of her head. A black silk summer dress that was kind of short. Her big full breast sticking out like a 20 year old woman's would.

" Wow, Mom. You look beautiful, I can't wait to show you off tonight. Hell, I think I'll just tell them you live next door to me." I said. She looked dumbfounded, "Me, your date. Not your Mother?" I replied, " Yes, that would be kind of sexy don't you think?" Shocked Mom said, " I better watch out for you."

The dinner went well, all the guys from work kept asking were I had found her, how old she was, all kinds of things. I told them she lived next door to me and this was our first date.

After every body left I took Mom to a small quiet club I knew of. We could talk, drink and dance. After a few drinks I ask her to dance, she was kind of embarrassed at first. It didn't take long before we were glued together, I was horny as hell and she never got any love at home from " Ass Hole Dad". I loved feeling her against me, her full breast pushing on my chest, her nice hips pushing into my, now getting hard cock.

She started kissing and sucking on my neck, my hands found her beautiful round ass. I was caressing and pushing her into me. Them we looked into each others eyes, and we kissed like two lovers. Ours tongues met, fire went through our bodies.

I knew what I wanted, my Mother as my lover. "Mom, I need you so bad." I whispered. " I know, I need you to baby." She whispered back. We danced a little more, my hands went under her dress, finding her pussy. She was so wet and hot, I slid two fingers in her. Slowly I moved them in and out of her, making her even hotter.

We drove home, Mom sitting very close to me. Her hands feeling my hard cock. I made it home in record time. We stepped in the door, me behind her. I pulled her ass to my hard cock, kissing and biting her neck while my hands went under her dress.

Her breast were full sized, her nipples as hard as little bullets. I squeezed and twisted them, she went crazy. Pushing into my cock, moaning and gasping for air. I said," Lets go to my room." as I picked her up in my arms.

I stood before her taking off my shirt and pants, " Still looking good as every I see." Mom said as she reached for my cock. Then she went to her knees, taking it in her soft mouth. She sucked me like I was a little baby. It made me so hard, she looked into my eyes as she sucked.

I've had a lot of blow jobs in my life but, this was the sexiest ever. She moved her head back and forth, making sure she sucked every inch of my long cock. My head was her favorite spot, she would put her lips just over it and then suck and I mean suck. She went crazy.

I pulled her back to her feet, reaching to undress her. I did it slow, enjoying each second. Her dress fell to the floor, after all these years of waiting to she Mom in her glory, I just sat looking at every part of her.

I laid Mom on the bed, me beside her. I started kissing and licking every inch of her body. First her long neck and face, then down slowly to her breast. My tongue lapping at her big nipples, then sucking them in my mouth. Mom loved it, her back arched up and her hands pushed my mouth hard on the soft nipples.

At last I reached her thighs and panties, her smell was so sweet it made me dizzy. My tongue licked every inch of her long legs and the creamy white thighs. Then I looked at her wet panties, " Mom, When did you shave?"

She gave me a sexy look and replied, " They did it today at the Beauty Shop. The girl said, it really turns men on. I must say it was very embarrassing having her shave me." I placed my whole mouth over it and started flicking my tongue up and down the length of her pussy lips. Poor Mom was going wild.

Then I pulled her sopping wet panties off her and drove my tongue deep inside her wet pussy. She tasted so good, better than any woman I had ever had. I drove her wild, I was using my mouth and tongue to French kiss her pussy.

Mom started cumming hard, " Oh yes, go baby go." Mom screamed. My tongue was moving in and out of her sweet pussy, My hands squeezed and pinched her nipples. Mom came and came about six times. " Wow, you are a master at that." Mom said trying to catch her breath.

I climbed between Mom's legs, spreading her legs open. My cock was ready to have some "Mom Pussy". She looked at me with fright in her eyes and said, " Baby, be easy, I've never had a man as big as you." I leaned forward kissing her softly as my 10 inch cock penetrated her.

It was like being in a virgin, she was so tight. I had to push hard to get inside, one more hard push, my cock was buried deep in Mother's hot little pussy. I whispered in Mom's ear, " We finally did it." All the dreaming I did in my life of having Mom could never be as good as this. I moved my hard throbbing cock back and forth as Mom's hips moved with me.

We made love for an hour or so, pumping and humping like two long lost lovers. Each time Mom would cum her nails dig into my back and she would pull her legs up to her chest, screaming, " OH YES, BABY DO IT, FASTER, FASTER YES, THAT'S MY BIG BOY." I would pump her like a mad man.

I still hadn't cum yet, Mom looked at me and ask, " Are you OK baby, you haven't came for me?" I replied, " I don't know what's wrong Mom."

With the biggest sexy smile on her face, she took my cock in her hand and said, " Turn over on your back, I know how to fix this." Mom climbed on my hips like she did so many years ago. My long thick cock in front of her pussy. Her big breast hanging down in my face.

Then she stared talking in her sexy Mommy voice, " Does Mommy's little boy need help with this?" Her hands started stroking up and down, " Does Mommy's little boy's cock hurt? Mommy will fix it." She lifted her hips and drove my cock deeper than when I was making love to her.

Her face was right on mine, " Cum on baby, lets get that bad stuff out of your pee-pee." She was grinding her hips hard and fast. Up and down, all around my cock. " Cum on baby, we need to get it all out, shoot it all into Mommy." I started cumming like never before, I grabbed Mom's tits and started sucking them. Her body was humping my cock hard. I shoot my load, it was like a flood in Mom. " Oh yes, baby, fill Mommy's pussy, cum on, cum on. Mommy's boy has a lot of cum in there. Cum on, give Mommy more." She fucked me hard and fast, her hips moving up and down on me so fast.

" Oh yes, cum on, give it all to Mommy. That's my baby boy." My cock just kept shooting, I never came that much before. When I finally stopped cumming, Mom looked at me with big tears in her eyes and said, " You know I can't go back to your Dad after this. I have never known anything like this until now. That was the first time in my life I have ever had an orgasm."

Well, that was 3 years ago. Mom stayed with me never going back home for anything. We still make love every chance we have. When I have trouble cumming Mom gets on top, just like old times.

Summer With Mom



Summer was always a time for freedom. Without school to worry about, I always indulged myself in whatever suited my fancy. After my freshman year of college, however, that indulgence took on a whole new meaning, largely thanks to a few very important members of my family.

My nineteenth birthday had passed just a week before summer break began. Just leaving adolescence, I was at my physical peak. My dark brown hair was cut short, and I'd developed quite a nice build during two semesters biking from class to class. I'd tried my hand at being something of a ladies' man, but mostly found myself too polite to go too far. My grades had been solid, my social life frankly abysmal. While I was good-looking enough, according to my female friends, I was too much of a "nice guy". I fell face-first into the friend zone every time.

Coming home was something of a respite. For all my academic success, I had been disappointed with my social life. At home, I could relax, be myself and not worry about trying to score. Plus, I still had that huge cache of porn magazines under my bed. Hopefully. For all I knew, Mom had cleaned the whole thing out while I'd been gone.

Mom had been an even more perfect mother ever since my father had left. None of us, not me, not Mom, not my older sister Cynthia, had spoken to him since he'd run off with a local country singer four years previously. For my part, I knew I'd never be able to understand. Mom was sweet, a great housewife, a tremendous cook, and had been teaching math at the local high school for nearly twenty years. Plus, although I'd never have admitted it aloud, she looked incredible. Despite being 46 years old, Mom was one of the sexiest women I'd ever seen. Her auburn hair framed a beautiful, heart-shaped face. Her tits were large (38DDs...all right, so I looked through Mom's underwear drawer a few times when I was younger)., her hips wide, her ass nice and round. My cock had probably gotten hard to Mom more than any other woman I'd ever known...which had caused me both a great deal of embarrassment and pleasure over the years.

For the first time ever, Mom and I had the house to ourselves. Cynthia had graduated college the year before and moved several cities east to begin graduate work in clinical psychology. Mom was delighted to have me home, having been quite lonely during the school year. Since she teaches school, she got summer off herself, living just off the alimony and savings rather than taking a summer job like a lot of teachers. This gave us the chance to talk and really bond in a way we never had before. I told Mom about my difficulties with women and my near-painful shyness. Mom told me about how heartbroken she'd been by Dad's betrayal, and about the struggle to find happiness as a single woman in the middle of her life. These long talks would often last into the middle of the night. Many times, they ended with the two of us hugging and in tears. I thought there was no way I could get any closer to my Mom than I did in those first couple of weeks.

Of course, I couldn't have been more wrong.

One afternoon, while Mom was out getting some groceries, I decided I might as well take the opportunity to relieve a little sexual tension. With frantic hands, I lifted up my mattress and pulled out my magazines. I'd already stripped down to my boxers, allowing my cock to dangle from the slit in the front. While I'm not quite pornstar quality, my cock is not too shabby, if I do say so myself. Right around seven inches and a nice thickness, with just a little hint of foreskin. I was already hard in anticipation, but, as I flipped through my magazines, I noticed something was wrong. Something was missing. After a quick mental inventory, I realized what it was: my incest magazines.

After visiting our local adult bookstore right after my eighteenth birthday, I'd stumbled upon the magazines almost by chance. With titles like "Family Fuckfest" and "Naughty Relatives", I'd just laughed them off at first. But something deep inside me kept drawing me back to that rack on every visit. I found myself flipping through them and, as I read the stories of families locked in incestuous lust, I found my cock throbbing harder than it ever had. On impulse, I'd bought four or five. Each night, I'd jerked off furiously to them. At first, the scenarios were purely third person in my mind, voyeuristic. Over time, however, the mothers in the stories took on the appearance of my own beloved Mom. The sisters became my busty sister, Cynthia, with her blonde hair and her cool demeanor. Even as I flushed with shame, I'd shoot what seemed like gallons of cum into my hand each night.

I'd left the magazines at home, fearing the mockery should my roommate discover them as part of my stash. Now that I'd returned, however, they'd turned up missing. With a frown, I realized that my Mom must have found them. Whatever shame I'd felt from masturbating before, I felt two-fold now...and yet I was doubly aroused. Mom had likely read some of the stories, probably noticed the most folded and stained pages were the ones related to mother-son sex. With a rush of instinct, pure impulse, I got up and ran to her bedroom, my cock bouncing stiffly between my legs. It only took a few moments searching to discover my instinct was right. In Mom's underwear drawer, tucked toward the back, were all of my incest magazines...plus a few new ones, apparently purchased during my time away.

My mind reeled, my knees almost buckled. Mom had not only read the magazines, she'd liked them enough to keep them, to buy more of her own. Part of me tried to explain it away, to say that she just wanted to understand it, that she was going to try and get me help. But my cock knew the truth better than my mind did. Slowly, I sat down on Mom's bed and opened one of the new magazines. This one came with illustrations. While the first story was something with a grandfather and his granddaughter, something that didn't quite get me going, the second story was amazing. The woman rode her son six ways from Sunday, fucking his brains out with a lusty abandon that was amazing to read. My hand flew over my cock wildly as I finished the story. Unable to hold back, I groaned loudly and shot, seven, eight, ten ropes of sperm, splattering my stomach, staining my mother's soft silk sheets. Exhausted and spent, I lay there, dazed, my amazement growing even greater as I read the byline. "Submitted by: Janine D., Andersonville." My hometown. My mom's name. Stunned as I was, I found myself doing something I shouldn't have...I drifted off to sleep, passed out in a pool of my own sperm, with the incriminating magazine lying open and near at hand.

I awoke several hours later to the feel of a soft hand on my shoulder, shaking me. As I stirred to consciousness, I realized my position with alarm, memories flooding back to me. I sat up with a shock to find Mom sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at me with a mixture of curiosity, amusement and fear. One hand rested slightly on my bare knee. My cum was sticky-dry on my belly now, my soft cock hanging loosely from my shorts. I struggled to find something to say.

"Mom..." I croaked.

"Shhhhhhhh..." she said, shaking her head. "There's nothing to be ashamed of, honey. It's perfectly natural for a man to masturbate. I rather wish you'd thought to bring tissues, though, I just washed those sheets," she says with a smile.

"Sorry," I blushed sheepishly, feeling more like a little boy than I had in years. Mom and I just looked at each other for a long moment, unable to say anything. 

Finally, she broke the silence, "I see you found your magazines. I hope you're not too upset that I borrowed them."

"No, not at all, Mom. I mean, I guess I was just afraid you'd freak out. You've always been really open about sex, but this was...this was different," I said. 

Janine reached out and touched my face, her long nails stroking softly along my cheek. "I know, sweetie. I bet you've been dealing with a lot of shame about it. I know you, you always want to do everything right, everything proper. And yet you couldn't help getting turned on by these stories.'

God, she knew me so well. I couldn't even look at her, I was so ashamed. Even though part of me knew that she had done the same, had looked at them, perhaps even written a story herself, my own guilt would not be assuaged. The fingers on his cheek slid down, cupping my chin. Where I expected her to look into his eyes, to murmur something soothing, instead I found her mouth pressing to mine. Her lips were soft, softer than I could have imagined, red and moist. I felt myself melt even as my cock sprung to life, my mother's tongue sliding into my mouth.

Instinctively, my hands came up to her shoulder, squeezing and drawing her near. How long we kissed, I couldn't say. It seemed like eternity. Finally, we broke apart, my mouth aching in the wake of her kiss. 

"Mom...I...oh god..." I whispered. In spite of jerking off just a couple of hours earlier, I was hornier now than I'd ever been in my life.

Mom's hand roamed over my chest, her nails brushing over the downy hair she found there, seeking until she found my nipple. She tweaked it lightly, "Chris, I need this. I've dreamed of this. Ever sine your father left, I've been alone. Please, son, let me have your cock, if only for just this afternoon." Her voice was so sexy I could barely breathe. I could only manage to nod, and then her mouth was on mine again, pushing me back onto the bed.

Our hands worked in tandem to strip off her clothes. I broke our kisses occasionally so I could look at her body. It was better than I imagined. Her tits were ripe and pale, almost bursting through the top of her lacy black bra as she tossed her blouse aside. I cupped the heavenly mounds through her lingerie, squeezing them, making her cleavage plump temptingly. Her hard nipples pressed to my palms as she groaned aloud. Her skirt had risen on her hips, allowing her to press her panty-clad sex against my bare thigh, grinding greedily.

"Yes, baby, touch Mommy's tits," she moaned.

My cock bucked against her stomach as I complied. Oh, god, how I complied. My hands ran over the fattened melons, testing their weight. The clasp was in the front on this particular design, allowing me easy access as I unhooked it, her bare breasts spilling free. Each of Mom's tits were capped with delightful dark brown nipples, hard as rocks, the pebbled areola encircling them engorged with desire. Without hesitation, lost now in this forbidden embrace, I leaned up and locked my mouth around one, sucking at her tit as I hadn't since I was an infant.

"Oh fuck," Mom groaned, her body writhing as I worked her tit. Her hands were busy undressing herself, her skirt and panties tossed aside. A glance from the corner of my eye revealed that Mom was wearing a thong to match her sexy bra, a surprise that probably shouldn't have been one, given where I was at the moment. I opened my mouth wide, taking as much of Mom's tit in my mouth as I could, sucking her for all I was worth. I looked up into her eyes and saw a lust that matched my own there, her mouth open in a constant gasp of pleasure.

Mom's 5'10" frame was deliciously voluptuous, with a mature woman's curves. While she wasn't skinny by any standard, Mom's body seemed perfectly formed to me, shaped to welcome my body as I began to make love to her. Her warm hand searched out my cock, the first electric contact of her grip making me jump. Her fingers locked around my dick and began to wank slowly up and down, working me with an expertise I'd never imagined she'd possess. Her thumb grazed softly at the foreskin below my head, teasing up to the cleft in my glans. She used my natural lubrication, my precum, to her advantage, distributing it slickly up and down the length of my cock. 

"Oh Chris, honey, your dick's so fucking big. I knew you were grown up now, but I never imagined." She whispered. Slowly, she dragged her body away from me, making me whimper, thinking she was going to withdraw. Stupid me.

Mom dragged her tits down my chest, her fingers tugging my boxers off my thighs, leaving my prick utterly exposed. She kissed down my body, pausing as her luscious bosom enveloped my shaft. 

"Ooooh, you're going to have to titfuck me sometime, honey. But right now, I've just got to get a taste of that dick. It's been too long since I sucked a cock," she groaned. I could hardly believe it. Mom not only wanted to fuck me, but she had the nastiest mouth I'd heard on a girl ever. I was no virgin, but she put every girl I'd been with to shame times ten. I'd never seen my cock so big. I swear I grew an inch or two just from her words, from the presence of my mother hovering over my meat.

Her soft titties teased and brushed along the side of my shaft, urging out more precum as her hand softly nursed and stroked me, painting the valley of her cleavage with droplets of boycream. Finally, she pushed her way further down, until her lips hovered near the crown of my cock. She inhaled deeply, her nostrils flaring.

"Smells so fucking good. I love the smell of cock," she murmured sluttily. Her fingers were wrapped tight around the base of my cock as she began to work me slowly, her palm nuzzling against my balls. Her lips parted and I felt her tongue dart against the slit in my cocktip. It made me find my voice again. 

"Oh god, Mom, yes!" I cried.

Hearing me cry out for her, calling out for her, apparently energized Mom's hunger. Her mouth opened further and she pressed my cock deep in her gullet, swallowing me with shocking ease. She began to slurp up and down my prick with languid delight. Her throat was warm and welcoming, a velvet sheathe tailor-made for my cock. I propped myself up on my elbows and watched in pure, erotic delight as my mother sucked my cock beautifully. The shaft gleamed as it slipped out from between her lips, her lipstick staining it a bit in placed, adding a crimson dash. Her tongue swirled over the knob of my dick, making me squirm, and then she'd piston her mouth back down, taking me deep. She alternated between shallow sucks and long, building me to a frenzy of pleasure in such a short time.

Normally, after I jerk off, my second orgasm takes a while, but I could feel the pressure rapidly building with Mom's eager blowing. My grunts must have warned her, my hips bouncing helplessly on the mattress, half-fucking her face. She apparently wanted it that way, though, because she sucked all the more fiercely, using her hand and mouth in tandem to push me over the edge.

"Oh fuck, MOM!" I cried as I came, firing a thick rope of jism into the back of my mom's throat. She swallowed the first few shots like a professional, her throat gulping noisily, then pulled off and aimed my cock at her tits, splattering herself with my load. She shook and jerked my cock lustily, making sure to get every drop out of my rod. I panted and collapsed back onto the bed in amazement and satiated lust.

Mom, however, was just getting started. She licked her lips and climbed back up my body, her mouth finding my nipple as her hand toyed with my cock. "Now, I always taught you to do unto others, honey. Come on and show Mommy what a good boy you are."

I took the hint. With a laugh, I rolled her onto her back and began to lick her body, my tongue darting swiftly. I started with her tits, loving those huge orbs. I bathed each one in my tongue as my fingers reached for the first time between my mother's legs, touching her pussy. Her quim was absolutely swimming with juice and she squealed as I touched her.

"Oh fuck, Chris, oh baby, ummmmmm, Mommy's cunt's so wet for her little boy!"

Amazingly, my cock was already rising to attention at her words. I lapped at her nipples lustily, making them shine with my spit, the dark buttons standing proudly atop her titties. I've always been a breast man, probably due to being around such a gorgeous rack all my life. I squeezed and mauled her tits, burying my face in the soft place where they met. My teasing only made her squirm all the more. My fingers stroked up and down her slit, assiduously avoiding her clit, fingertips soaking in the oozing honey of her cunt. 

"Oh fuck, baby, oh please, eat my cunt, Mommy needs her pussy licked so badly!" How could any son refuse a request like that?

I cupped her generous, round ass in my hands, squeezing the delectable cheeks as I gazed at her pussy. Mom kept herself shaved ("It makes me feel sexy," she told me later). Her pink lips were swollen with lust, her clit poking free of her hood visibly. I'd never seen such a big clit. While it wasn't obscene or gargantuan, it left no doubt about the intensity of her desire. Mom needed this, wanted this, as much as I did. Maybe more.

I began to eat her out with a slow tongue-kiss, delving into the slick folds of her pussy. I allowed my tongue to do all the work first, slowly bringing in my fingers to help part the valley, giving me deeper access to her pink. It was wise that she'd made me cum first, I realized. Spent as I was, I took my time with her cunt. Before, I would have likely just tongued and frigged her cunt like a rabid beast. My tongue, instead, now swirled in the heady pot of her desire, sticky strings of her juices clinging as I licked her out.

Mom grasped at the bedsheets, one hand stroking through my hair, nails teasing my scalp. Her red lips released a torrent of filth and lust, telling me how good her cunt felt, how she loved my tongue, how she needed her baby boy to suck her twat like the good mommy whore she was. When my lips finally touched her clit, the result was electric. Her back arched, her hips thrusting forward to bury my mouth against her twat as she came. Her juices were like a flood, the Hoover dam opening up, soaking my chin and tongue. She was sweet, sweeter than any woman, and I drank from her like a man fresh from the desert. Her orgasm hadn't reduced her desire any more, though, as she tugged at my shoulders.

"Fuck me, baby. Mommy needs to be fucked, please, give me that cock. I need it," she groaned earnestly. Within moments, I was scrambling back atop her, her spread legs opened wide to accept my entrance.

My cock sank into Mom's cunt, drawing a loud cry of pleasure from both of us. Her pussy was pure heaven, wrapping tight around my shaft, oozing the juices of her orgasm around me until they slathered my nuts. I began to fuck her at a slow, shallow pace at first, savoring this first fuck as best I could. Our mouths sought each other out, tongues dueling lewdly. My fingers sought out her tits, my weight braced on my elbows as I began to piston back and forth. 

"Oh God, Mom, your cunt's so tight, oh shit," I groaned.

Mom thrust her hips back to meet me, grinding in a torrid rhythm that we built together. Our hips crashed together again and again. Her wet cunt swallowed me effortlessly now, her earlier orgasm having lubricated her to an incredible degree. I felt her fuck-muscles milk and suckle at my cock, making her tits bounce now in my grasp. 

"Yes, yes, baby, yes, fuck your mother, fuck me hard, fuck me like the nasty whore I am, yes, baby, yes, YES!" she squealed. Mom began to cum violently again, her second orgasm following so swiftly on her first I could barely breathe.

I tried to last as best I could, never wanting our fuck to end, but raw sensation and the forbidden joy of this fuck was more than I could bear. With a roar, I threw back my head, pounding my Mom's cunt, riding her as hard as I could until I stiffened and shot. My cock swelled beyond its usual limits, unleashing a torrent of cream, draining my balls until they ached. Her cunt swallowed every drop of my cum, leaving it sloshing and soaked, a bit dribbling out the bottom of her slit over her asshole. I collapse atop her, clinging tightly, our bodies bathed in sweat.




Summer With Mom



"Oh fuck...oh Mom...we...we just..." I gasped.

"Yes, baby, we just fucked. Oh God, did we fuck," she whispered, kissing me again. Her arms and legs wrapped around me, holding me close. My cock remained lodged deep in her beautiful, beloved cunt. We remained that way the rest of the day, alternately napping and fucking. I came at least seven times that day, and yet I always had energy for more. Mom always knew just how to get me going.

As I finally drifted off to sleep in my mother's arms, I realized something great. It was only the second week of summer. Three more happy, fuck-filled months to come. That night, I slept quietly, for my greatest fantasy had already come true.

To Be Continued... 



Summer with Mom Ch. 1



Kelly fidgeted nervously as the plane rolled slowly toward the gate. She hadn’t seen her mother in over five years, and was so excited about being away and free of her father’s overbearing control, that she could hardly contain herself. It had been just the last year that the sixteen year old had started receiving letters from her mom, asking how she was doing, and trying to explain why she hadn’t had any contact over the years except for a card now and then on Kelly’s birthday and Christmas. 

Kelly was a little shocked when she received her mother’s first letter, Valerie went on to explain that she was the maligned one, and that Kelly’s dad was the true bastard that had ruined her and driven her from the marriage, forcing her to leave Kelly behind. Of course, Kelly’s father had a much different side to the divorce, which was basically that Valerie was a no good cheating slut. Slowly mother and daughter had begun to bond through their letters, Kelly was delighted to find that her mother was easy to talk to and incredibly open about everything. The teenager poured over her mom’s letters as Val wrote openly and explicitly about her sexual relationships with different men, and the freedom of being able to enjoy sex for sex’ sake. 

When Valerie started calling Kelly on the phone, the two would chat for hours. Valerie spoke candidly about everything, lacing her conversation with lewd descriptives and raunchy expletives, talking freely with her daughter about everything from her favorite sexual positions, to the size of her latest lover’s penis, always coming across more like a wild older sister, rather than a responsible mother. When Val invited Kelly to spend her summer vacation with her, the teenager’s father was dead set against it, but it was her step-mom that interceded, fearing a legal battle, and talked her dad into letting her go.

Kelly pushed through the crowd at the gate, her eyes scanning the sea of faces gathered to greet the disembarking passengers. Suddenly she could hear someone calling her name.

“Kelly! Kelly! Over here baby!”

She looked toward the sound of the voice and saw the mother she hadn’t seen in five years. Valerie Moss was a compact woman in her forties, with short reddish brown hair, and brown eyes set in a pixie like face. At 5’ 2” and 130 lbs, with smallish breasts, a gently rounded tummy, and full set of hips and plump ass, she wasn’t quite petite, but rather solid looking, and really didn’t possess the body to be wearing the skin tight jeans she was packed into. Kelly at sixteen, was a good 4 inches taller than her mother already, and though still barely beginning the path toward womanhood, had developed a nice set of apple-sized breasts, a narrow waist and full flaring hips. With porcelain white skin, and long curly dark brown shoulder length hair and big brown eyes, it was easy to see that Kelly would soon be a real beauty.

“Hi Momma!” Kelly squealed as she rushed up and threw her arms around her mother’s neck. The two hugged for a long moment, and then both burst into laughter at the excitement of the moment. After retrieving Kelly’s bags the pair headed out into the night air, arm in arm.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m starving! You wanna get a pizza and a six pack on the way home, baby?”

Kelly looked at her mom wide eyed, pizza and beer? At eleven o’clock at night? This is going to be a great summer the teenager thought to herself.

“Cool! It’s okay with me!”

Valerie’s apartment was in an old dilapidated brownstone in a rundown part of town, and the teenager was nervous as they walked into the dark old building. The pair made short work of the beer and pizza, Kelly downing two bottles, and Val polishing off the other four. Mother and daughter had changed into nightclothes before partaking of the feast. Kelly, dressed in flannel tops and bottoms, was a little surprised when her mom came out of her bedroom in just a tee shirt, and nothing else. All through the meal the teenager snuck glances at her mother’s hairy pussy as Val sat sprawled on the couch across from Kelly. The girl had no real sexual experience, but had masturbated frequently to her mother’s exploits in letters and over the phone. Seeing another woman’s naked pussy up close was very exciting for her, especially since it was her mother’s. But the two bottles of beer quickly took their toll on Kelly, and she found herself on the verge of sleep, unable to keep her eyes open. The girl didn’t remember falling asleep, but when she heard the phone ring she barely opened her eyes. As she half listened, her mother’s conversation quickly roused her to complete alertness, though she continued to feign sleep.

“Yeah, I had a few beers and I’m horny as fuck! My daughter is here, but she had a couple of beers too, and she’s out like a light, so if you wanna come over we can sneak a fuck! Okay, I’ll see ya in ten minutes, don’t ring the bell though, you might wake her! Okay, bye.”

Kelly felt a warm sensation growing in the pit of her stomach; some guy was on the way over to fuck her mother. Her nipples tingled as they began to plump and stiffen. The teenager continued to lay motionless on the couch feigning sleep as her mother moved around the room picking up the plates and empty beer bottles. At one point Kelly found her mother clearing off the coffee table right beside her. In her bent over position, Val’s bare ass and pussy were completely exposed to Kelly’s hungry gaze, the girls nostrils flared as she inhaled the scent of her mother’s aroused pussy, and her heart quickened as she stared at her mom’s pink puckered asshole. Valerie had mentioned a couple of times in their mother/daughter conversations that she really loved getting fucked in the ass, Kelly found herself pondering how a man’s penis could possibly fit into the tiny wrinkled little opening.

The teenager, lost in thought, nearly jumped when she heard a rap at the door. Valerie threw a quick glance her way as she headed to the apartment door, but the teenager still appeared to be asleep. Kelly listened intently to her mother’s hushed whispers.

“Jesus Christ! Al, if you bang me as hard as you did the door, this should be good night!”

Kelly watched through heavily lidded eyes as the pair kissed and groped each other in the dark hallway, light from the living room fell on the two from the waist down, and the teenager could see her mother slide her hand down the front of the man’s sweatpants and fondle his crotch. The young girl could barely contain herself as she watched her mother pull the sweats down a little to expose his thick, heavy looking cock and low hanging balls. The two kissed passionately as Valerie stroked the meaty penis, and then the pair went into her bedroom and closed the door. As soon as the door was closed Kelly slid a hand into the front of her pajamas and ran a finger between the juicy lips of her pussy and over her throbbing clit. Her mother’s slutty behavior aroused her like nothing she had ever felt before. The horny teenager lay on the couch strumming her clit and staring at her mother’s bedroom door, trying to imagine the wild fucking that was about to take place. God, she just had to see what was going on in the bedroom, maybe she could tiptoe to the door and peek through the keyhole! Overcome with excitement, Kelly rolled off the couch and tiptoed over to her mother’s bedroom door. Her heart pounded wildly as she listened to the rhythmic squeak of the bedsprings, they certainly hadn’t wasted any time. Much to Kelly’s disappointment, the keyhole yielded no kind of view, her mother’s bed was on the far wall, however, the bathroom also had a door leading to the bedroom, and perhaps that keyhole would afford a view. The enraptured teen stealthily slipped into the bathroom, what she found literally took her breath away. The bathroom door leading to her mother’s room was actually open a couple of inches! Trembling with excitement, Kelly slowly crouched down and ever so carefully peered around the edge of the door.

It was bright, the lamp on the nightstand illuminating the entire room. From her vantage point, Kelly had a perfect side view of the man and her mother on the bed. Valerie lay on her back, her legs splayed obscenely wide, the man stood on the floor at the foot of the bed holding her by the ankles, and slowly thrusting forward and back as he pumped his big penis in and out of her juicy cunt. The teenager marveled at the girth of the man’s cock, it looked as big around as a beer can! The rest of the man, however, was much less impressive. Kelly hadn’t really seen the man when he had entered the apartment, other than a quick glimpse of his penis and balls. The man was extremely ugly, deep acne pockmarks cratered his cheeks, his nose was huge and bulbous, and covered with red veins and scar tissue, probably from alcoholism Kelly speculated. Between his black mop of Harpo Marx hair, and the thick black moustache beneath his grotesque nose, the man looked like a nightmare version of an Italian organ grinder! But Kelly’s mother appeared undaunted by this, and seemed to be the one doing all the organ grinding! Kelly slid a hand into the front of her pajamas and massaged her quivering clit as she listened to Val grunt and groan with each powerful thrust of the man’s obscenely large cock. The horny middle-aged mother lay on her back, slowly twisting her puffy pink nipples between her fingers as the man began quickening his thrusts. The teenager now became aware of the smacking sound of the man’s balls slapping against her mother’s upturned asscheeks as he prepared to cum.

“Here it cums you fuckin’ cunt!” the man grunted as pounded his aching cock in and out of Val’s pussy in a wild flurry of strokes. Then, suddenly, stabbing his cock balls deep, he froze, back arched, and just quivered for a moment. Kelly realized that the ugly man was spewing his cum deep into her mother’s pussy. After a moment, Al slowly sagged forward, then withdrew his spent penis from Val’s gaping hole, and slumped onto the bed beside her. His penis, though flaccid, was still obscenely large and rubbery firm, and glistened with a thick frothy coating of sperm and vaginal secretions. The teenager could barely catch her breath as she watched her mother sit up, and then slip to the floor and kneel in front of the prone man. Kelly watched spellbound as her mother gingerly held Al’s large sticky penis upright, and then stuffed it into her mouth, hungrily slurping the combined juices of their fucking, savoring the flavor from the thick rubbery cock. Kelly shuddered through an orgasm as she watched her mother’s incredibly nasty, slutty performance. Her mouth watered as she tried to imagine what raw sex must taste like. Mesmerized, she watched Val’s lips stretching wide, engulfing the fat penis, and then drawing back up the shaft. She glanced for a second at her mother’s eyes, only to discover that Val was staring right at her! Kelly freaked, she had been caught. The horny teenager’s lust was quickly replaced by fear as she backed away from the bathroom door, and scurried back to the living room couch. Kelly trembled nervously as she cowered under the afghan, not sure how her mother would react to the situation.

Ten minutes passed, and then Valerie’s bedroom door slowly opened. Kelly peered anxiously from under the blanket as her mother tiptoed out of the bedroom, still naked, with a now fully clothed Al in tow. Val gave him a quick peck on the cheek and hustled him out of the door, and then turned toward the living room.

“Kelly? I know your awake honey. It’s okay, come on, get up and come in here and let’s talk.” 

Val’s voice was soothing and comforting, and as Kelly got up from the couch, she was more embarrassed now, then scared. As the teenager entered her mother’s bedroom, it took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the light. Valerie was still naked, and sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot beside her. Kelly’s nostrils flared, the room smelled of sex.

“I’m sorry Mama, I…”

“You don’t have to apologize, Kelly. I don’t mind at all, it really turned me on, knowing that you were watching me. Did it turn you on, watching Al fuck me?”

“God, yes! I mean, how long did you know that I was there?”

“I spotted you while we were fucking, I saw you when you first peeked through the door. Honey, if your curious, you can ask me anything, I don’t mind.”

Kelly’s embarrassment quickly gave way to arousal again. This was just too good to be true. As the horny teenager accepted her mother’s incredibly open sexual attitude, she quickly went from nervously staring at her own feet, to leering lustfully at Val’s naked body. Could she really ask or say anything to her mom now?

“Wow, your boyfriend…. Really has a big penis!” The teenager blurted out.

“He’s not really my boyfriend, Al’s just a guy that I fuck once in a while. The guy that I’m really seeing, Frank, has an even bigger cock still. Have you ever played with a boy’s cock?”

“No, but I’m always trying to imagine what it would be like.”

“Did you play with yourself while you were watching me?”

“Uh huh, I just loved the part at the end, when you sucked it. Mama, what did it taste like? You looked so turned on, like you couldn’t get enough of it!”

Valerie smiled a wicked little smile at her daughter. “That was a mixture of my pussy cum, and Al’s cum, that’s the essence of our orgasms, the essence of raw sex. It’s warm and salty, a little fishy and bitter, it’s raunchy and nasty, and it’s the flavor of pure sex!”

Kelly was unconsciously licking her lips during her mother’s description, and Val watched her daughter’s gaze slowly drift down her body to settle on her well-fucked pussy. Val’s gaping cunt hole was still gently oozing the gooey mixture she had just described.

“Do you wanna taste it?”

Kelly blushed bright pink as she looked up at her mom, her mouth watered as before, at the thought of tasting the creamy goo. Her dark brown eyes sparkled as she watched wordlessly her mother raise a foot up to the edge of the bed and expose her juicy gaping cunt hole, and then slowly sink two fingers deep inside and stir them in the warm froth. Valerie slowly withdrew the two fingers from her pussy, they glistened in the light, a tiny pearl drop clung to the underside of her middle finger, and extended her hand toward her daughter. The horny teenager was trembling with anticipation, and as her mother’s hand came up to her face she closed her eyes and leaned forward and engulfed the sex coated fingers with her full lips, drawing them deep into her mouth. Val groaned as she watched her horny daughter slurp on her fingers, shit, this was so hot and nasty! With her free hand Val reached up and massaged one of her swollen nipples. Kelly sucked the defiled fingers for a full minute, and looked anxious and bewildered when her mother slowly withdrew them from her mouth.

“Want some more?”

Kelly’s lustful gaze was all the answer that Val needed, she inserted her fingers into her now even juicier pussy, and after thoroughly coating them, she this time smeared the warm pungent juices all over one of her nipples. Kelly watched transfixed, then eagerly leaned forward and captured the glistening nipple between her lips and moaned passionately as she nursed at her mother’s engorged breast. Valerie ran her fingers through her daughter’s long brown hair as she savored the wonderful sensations Kelly was providing. The teenager’s hungry sucking lips were sending little jolts of electricity through Val’s breast, down through the pit of her tummy, to her aching pussy. Al’s fuck had felt good, but it hadn’t made Valerie cum, and she needed to cum bad now.

“Want more, baby, get on the floor, lick it right out of my pussy. Eat my pussy, lick my clit and make me cum.”

Trembling with excitement, Kelly slid to the floor between her mother’s legs. Her own pussy was now so wet that the whole seat of her pajamas was soaked with her juices. She plunged a hand into the front of her pajama bottoms and vigorously massaged the slippery lips. Valerie cupped a hand behind her daughter’s head and leaned back on her elbow as she guided Kelly’s face into her flowing pussy. The teenaged girl’s eagerness and hunger more than made up for her lack of experience. Her hot pink tongue slashing and crisscrossing Val’s clit, and stabbing relentlessly in and out of her mother’s spasming hole, the hungry girl lapped up the raw nectar that flowed freely from it. As Valerie gripped her daughter’s head and shuddered through a powerful orgasm, only one thought managed to slip through the waves of pleasure, this was going to be a great summer!



Summer with Mom Ch. 2



Kelly’s tongue worked frantically between the lips of the big wet pussy, her mouth held in place by her mother’s firm grip on the back of her head. Her tongue dancing wildly over and around her mother’s clitoris, the debauched teenager gasped for air as her face was pressed tighter still into the wet, spasming opening.

As Valerie shuddered through another powerful orgasm, the young girl struggled to watch her mother’s face. Kelly stared wide-eyed as she looked over the rise of her mom’s soft doughy tummy, between her smallish breasts, to the clenched teeth grimace on the older woman’s face. The teenager thrilled to the knowledge that it was her frantic tongue that was whipping her own mother into this sexual frenzy. Valerie bucked and ground her aching pussy into her ravenous young daughter’s face as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

“Oh fuck! Don’t stop! Keep licking right there!” groaned Valerie.

Kelly had no intentions of stopping. After observing the hot nasty fuck between her mother and Al, her mom’s ugly but huge cocked friend, she had been wildly aroused. Then, after being caught spying on the pair, and invited by her sluttish mother to indulge her sexual curiosity, the teenager found herself urged by her passionate parent to sample the taste of raw sex, man cum and hot pussy. The sample had made her ravenous with lust, and she licked and sucked hungrily, but the way the older woman was thrashing around, she was having a hard time keeping her tongue on her mother’s clit. 

A huge wet spot now covered the bedspread beneath the horny mother’s writhing ass, a combination of her own freely flowing pussy juices, and her daughter’s saliva. Kelly had succeeded in lapping up all of Frank’s thick cum sap as it oozed from her mother’s gaping cunt hole, and the strong, gamy, salty/fishy taste soon gave way to a gentler, more delicate flavor. The thick pasty flow of spunk and pussy cum was gone, and the warm, slick lubricant that she now licked from between the large splayed pussy lips was all her mother’s. 

“Oh shit! This is going to be a big one! Put a couple of fingers in my pussy and fuck me!” Growled Valerie breathlessly. 

Kelly somewhat timidly inserted her index and middle fingers into her mother’s unfurled opening. The teenager was amazed at how easily the two digits glided in and out with almost no resistance.

“Come on! Fuck me!” Valerie wailed in what seemed like sexual anguish. She was climbing the staircase toward another powerful orgasm, and the combination of her daughter’s busy little tongue, coupled with the penetration, promised to afford the best release yet. The teenager’s own orgasm had been put temporarily aside. Kelly had discovered all too quickly that, as incredibly excited as she was, she couldn’t concentrate on both her mother’s and her own orgasm at the same time. The impassioned teenager plunged her two fingers wildly in and out of her mom’s large pussy, slamming her knuckles into the soft rubbery lips with each thrust.

“More! Deeper! Oh shit, more baby!”

Frantic to please, Kelly slid a third, and then a fourth finger into the moist enveloping hole, the deeper and harder she pumped her fingers, the wilder her mother became. Incredulously, the more the teen twisted and plunged her fingers into Valerie’s devouring cunt, the wider the debauched mother’s pussy seemed to open. The middle-aged slut gyrated her hips up off of the bed to meet her daughter’s thrusts, as Kelly folded her thumb into her palm, and stuffed her whole hand into her mom’s hungry pussy. The lust driven mother wailed loudly as her spasming hole engulfed Kelly’s entire hand up to the wrist. 

The teen licked frantically at her mother’s clit, ignoring the cramp in her jaw, and listened to the mouthwash sloshing sound of her whole hand pumping in and out of her mom’s pussy. Valerie’s whole body went rigid with sexual paralysis as the orgasm overtook her, the top of her daughter’s hand had been riding over her G-spot, and her release was electrifying. Her body quaked violently as her pussy geysered a cupful of warm clear ejaculate out around her daughter’s pumping hand and drenched Kelly to the elbow. The teenager thought at first that her mother had peed, as the liquid gushed from her pussy, soaking the bedspread and splashing on the floor. 

The fluid was clear and had no scent, and Kelly quickly remembered having read in one of her father’s men’s magazines, about women who could ejaculate, squirting large amounts of love juice geysering from their pussies as they came…just another example of her mother’s incredible sexual experience and expertise. Valerie collapsed back on the bed, Kelly, equally exhausted, slowly withdrew her hand from her mother’s soggy pussy, and rested her head on her mom’s thigh. The last fifteen minutes had been overwhelming, and the teenager’s circuits were temporarily overloaded, she knelt between her mother’s splayed thighs, glassy eyed and dazed. After a long moment, Valerie raised herself up on her elbows and studied her newly defiled daughter. 

Leaning forward, she took Kelly’s face in her hands. The young girl’s cheeks, lips and chin were bright pink and glistening with her mother’s juices. Val kissed her daughter, gently at first, then with a growing passion. Soon her wicked tongue was twisting and stabbing between the teenager’s soft full lips. 

As yet unsatisfied, Kelly warmed to the passionate kisses, and was soon groaning with renewed lust. The flame of desire re-ignited in the girl like the burner on a gas stove, in a flash she found herself desperately aroused again, and in terrible need of long overdue release. As daughter slowly rose to her feet, mother slid off of the bed onto her knees, the teenager’s hands busily unbuttoning the top of her pajamas as Valerie tucked her hands into the waistband of her daughter’s pajama bottoms and tugged the damp pants down. Kelly reached out and placed a hand on her mother’s shoulder as she stepped out of the pajama bottoms now in a puddle around her ankles. 

As Val slowly slid her hands up the creamy smooth legs of her daughter, she leaned forward and nuzzled her face into the jet black nest of pubic hair nestled in the juncture of the luscious girl’s thighs. Kelly sucked hard on her lower lip as she watched her mom burrow her face into her mound, she could feel her mother’s warm breath and soft lips caressing her pussy. Gently, Val urged Kelly to lay back upon the bed, the teenager trembled with anticipation, knowing that she was about to be satisfied the same way she had pleasured her mother. 

Placing her hands behind Kelly’s knees, the middle-aged woman pressed her daughter’s legs high and far apart, till the young girl’s knees almost touched her breasts. Her mouth watered as she stared at the soft warm delicate lips of her virgin daughter’s pussy, and the tiny pink pucker of the teenager’s asshole. Val dipped her head low and swiped the flat of her tongue from the tender anus, up between the pouting lips of her daughter’s pussy and over the tiny distended clit in one long stroke. Kelly’s eyes rolled back into her head as she squirmed with delight. 

All of her months of masturbation had never produced a sensation as incredibly wonderful as she was feeling now. Wickedly, Valerie stabbed her tongue into her trembling daughter’s crinkled little asshole, rimming and poking at the sensitive tissue, and then slid her eel-like tongue an inch or so higher and penetrated the hungry opening of the horny young girl’s pussy. The brazen old slut lapped at the warm nectar of her daughter’s arousal, stirring her tongue as deeply as she could into the fleshy folds, and then slathering her tongue higher still, to assault the girl’s throbbing clit, lashing away for a moment, only to withdraw and quickly start again at Kelly’s asshole for the next stroke. 

The sensations were more intense then anything the teenager had ever experienced, her whole body quaked as almost too quickly, her orgasm overtook her. The muscles of her flat taut tummy began to spasm wildly as her climax burst through the floodgates in an explosion of pleasure. The teen shuddered and bucked against mother’s hungry mouth, as if she were trying to wring every last drop of the uncontrollable sensation out of her body. 

Finally, spent, Kelly melted into the bed, exhausted. As Valerie released her daughter’s legs, the teenager rolled to her side and curled into a fetal position. The powerful orgasm had drained her and she now began to feel cold, she was vaguely aware of her mother scooting her over and under the blankets. 

As Kelly drifted gently into sleep, one thought capered through the teenager’s mind; this was going to be a great summer.



Summer with Mother



My mother and her new boyfriend rented a large cottage on Long Lake, in Maine for three months. Mother has not worked since Dad died three years ago. Tom her new boyfriend is wealthy in his own right and plans on coming up on the weekends to spend time with mother. This was a great time for me as it was my last summer before starting college in the fall.

At first it bothered me that my mother would sleep with this guy but after I thought about it I can understand how she could have loved Dad and yet have a need for man in her life. I guess they call that moving on. I call it being horny and needing a fuck.

I am much the same way. I had not been laid for a few weeks and so I called Cindy Louise to come up and visit me on the weekend. When I told mother I had invited Cindy up she was disturbed at first. Not so much because I was fucking her sister’s adopted daughter but because she did not want Cindy to see her with Tom. But what the hell fucking is fucking and we all seem to be doing it. Oh, yes one more thing Tom had dated my Aunt Carol before he started screwing Mom. I got the impression Aunt Carol did not know yet that Tom was now fucking my mother. 

This was Wednesday evening and we were still talking about how we would work out the sleeping arraignment on the week end. The cabin had three bedrooms two up stairs and one down behind the kitchen. Mom suggested that I and Cindy use the one down stairs and she and Tom would stay up stairs. This was fine with me as Cindy did get a little raucous from time to time. 

Mom said she wanted to go for a walk and wanted me to join her. This sleepy little summer town was just coming awake and even though I thought it safe enough I agreed to go along. We walked down past the little strip mall. Turn north at the highway and walked over the bridge into the center of Town. The hotel was open and we stopped for a drink. We sat at the bar with one other couple and one single guy that had his eye on Mom. 

Mom is really a very lovely lady for forty two, tall slim, nice size knockers and killer legs. A pretty face out lined by long dark hair. If one looked close you could see a few gray hairs in among the dark ones.


Her mouth is broad and she colored it dark red which set it off against her pale winter skin tone. The tall stranger watched Mom and I watched him watching Mom. But there was also a very young pretty girl with the man to our left. I thought at first they were a couple but after a few words I sensed they were Father and daughter. That is when I noticed this pretty young girl looking back at me. I smiled and she smiled back. I was wondering how one might find out who she was when a strong voice turned my attentions to the lone single man setting across the bar. “HI folks may I buy the bar around of drinks?” 

Mother smiled at him and said “Of course why not. We are the Wilson’s I am Gail and this is my son Blair.” 

The man on the other side of mom said “Well we are the Kirby’s this is my daughter Katrina and I am Milord.” The tall stranger walked around so he was now standing behind us and between mother and the other couple. 

We all turned around to look at him. “Hi my name is Cartwright Jones. Let me welcome you all to my hotel and as my first guest for the summer the next round is on the house.” Then he looked at the girl and said “I guess there is no need to check ID’s tonight since this is a closed and private party.” 

We all laughed. Music came on and Cartwright reached out a hand to mother and she accepted his offer to dance. For some reason I watched my mother very closely. She was graceful and moved with a sense of purpose in other words she was moving very sexy and sensual as if she were showing off her God given beauty. I found my eyes were focused on her hips and tightly enclosed ass. Her shorts were tight but loose enough to let her move inside them as she danced. I could not help myself I was getting a hard on and I was sure it show in my none too loose cut offs. 

The girl Katrina came over and said “Do you dance?” I hopped off the bar stood and took her in my arms as we whirled onto the dance floor. 

Her father was more interested in drinking than being social. The four dancers laughed and danced. Over the next few hours we all downed a few too many drinks. 

Cartwright sent the bartender off for the night and closed up the bar. Mother was getting really smashed and so after the next dance I suggested we call it a night. Milford was smashed and Cartwright said he would have some one drive then home. I said mother and I would walk as we needed the air and besides it was not all that far. So we all hugged said our good-night and promised to see one another again. 


We made it across the bridge before mother started to really get stumbling around. I took her in my arms and held her close to me. I had never seen my mother drunk and I thought funny. She hooked an arm around my waist and leaned into me. Her breasts were falling out of her low cut jersey top. Her half bra had done its job by showing every one how well endowed she was. Now it was my turn to get to see my mothers’ fine firm breasts up close. I had always known my mother was a fine looking lady but this was different. I was looking down into her cleavage and they looked very sexy in the near darkness. As she leaned more on me I reached under her arm and took a grip on her tit. She looked up at me and smiled. She was going to go any minute so I scooped her up in my arms and carried her the rest of the way. 

Something was seriously wrong I was getting hornier and hornier. By the time I carried her up the stairs to her bedroom my cock was throbbing out of control. I laid her on the bed and stood there looking down at my mother’s body. I was beside myself and so aroused I was near crazy. I lifted her to a sitting position where I removed her top, bra and all. Her tits were gorgeous perfect in shape and form. God want a fantastic set of tits.

Letting her fall back on the bed I pulled her shorts and panties off in one motion. Now I gazed at her nakedness feasting on every curve and valley. Her hair had been trimmed so it would not show when she wore her bikini. There was a dark patch just enough to cover her mound. I let my eyes run over her body. That is when I saw the tiny scars close to her ribs under her tits. My mother has had a boob job. I laughed out load. No wonder they looked so good. I took each in hand and felt them. They were as firm as Cindy Louise’s. I must admit Cindy’s tits were smaller than but not as firm as my mother’s fully enhanced tits.

I was getting really turned on as I stood there. So I dropped my shorts and stood there over my mother jerking on my cock. Mom moaned rolled her head but never opened her eyes. She lifted an arm to her head. I took her hand and placed it on my cock. 

He long slender fingers curled around my cock and I swear that was a smile on her face. I leaned closer so my cock was very near to her face. I was nuts, crazy for what I was doing but I did it any way. I leaned even farther over the bed till my cock head touched her lips. Mother opened her mouth and my cock head disappeared out of sight. I jerked and caught my breath. I was taken by surprise and the very idea that my cock was in my mother mouth sent shivers through my body. I yelled “Oh God” and came.


I jerked uncontrollably fucking cum flew in her mouth, and all over her face as well as on her shoulders. I was jerking and cumming like a jack rabbit. Thick spatters of creamy white fluid were all over her. Milking my cock for the last few drips I help my cock close to her mouth. She licked her lips and sucked the few droplets from my cock. 



I turned out the lights and went down stairs to my room where I fell across the bed exhausted. When I woke the sun was up and I was sick as a dog. Dropping the remnants of my clothing I made my way to the bathroom. One hand on the wall behind the toilet the other trying to aim a river into the bowel. Most of it got there, some got on my feet. My eyes were not focused and were still glazed over with a fog as I opened the shower door and stepped in. 

Wow that was quick the shower was warm already and running. That is when I jerked my eyes open to see my mother standing there. I did not know what to do so I pulled her to me and kissed her full on the mouth. She crumbled in my arms as her legs gave out. I scooped her up and held her to me. She was shaking and whimpering saying words that did not make sense at all. “Oh Blair, Oh Blair forgive me I was so drunk? Can you ever forgive me? I am so ashamed. What on earth did I do? Oh, please Blair.” she cried over and over again. 

But her words could not stop the raising of my cock. It came right up between us. The head wiggled its’ way past her wet pussy lips and entered her pussy. Her legs gave out a little more and as she dropped in my arms she became fully impaled on my cock. 

She caught her legs under her and straightened up. But as she straightened up so did I keeping my cock planted deeply and firmly in my mother quivering cunt. I was taller then she so as I lifted my self on my toes I was jammed up into her over and over again. She looked up into my eyes and she knew I was fucking her because I wanted to not because we were there still half drunk. 

Cupping her ass I both hands I lifted her up so I could get my cock in deeper. All of a sudden she shrieked and let out a howl tossing her head back so violently I thought she had hurt herself. Her arms came up around my neck pulling me down to her face. She growled and made strange sounds. This was not my mother this was an animal from out in the deep woods. She bit my mouth till I tasted blood and clawed my back till her nails were digging into my flesh. She hooked both legs around my waist bouncing and banging into me.


 I reacted to her every move and drove my cock into her so hard I think I was trying to hurt her and I think I did. 

We stumbled backwards knocking the shower door open. We made it into the bedroom with her still locked around my waist. When we were close to the bed I rose up lifting her as high as I could and tossed her on the bed with me coming down hard on top of her. Our bodies came together so hard every thing hurt the pain was unbelievable. But yet she howled and clung to me. She stiffened and I came still locked together with her legs gripping my waist. We both came together and we both passed out together. I woke slowly my head filled with strange dreams of sex and pain. Someone had beaten me all over with a baseball bat. When I tried to move I found I was still in some kind of vise grip there was a heavy weight around my neck and waist it was my mother and she was still asleep.

Slowly carefully I pried her legs and arms loose enough to get free from her. The last was my cock to slide from her warm slimy pussy. Even tangled in a mess she still looked beautiful. What had happened between us I was still unsure? But what ever it was it was unlike anything I would ever experience again in my life time. However it was a bases for what was to come during this summer. 

I made sure I kept out of mother’s way for the next few days. However a few hours before our weekends guests were to arrive Mother came to my room. We looked at one another sheepishly and after a few moments I stood and took her in my arms. We cried and hugged. Mother started to say something two or three times but words failed her. So I said ”Mother loving you was the most miraculous thing I ever experienced.” Then we cried again.

Cindy arrived just ahead of Tom. They introduced themselves in the driveway. Bags in hand I watched them walk towards the house. I smiled to my self from the up stairs bedroom where mother had just sucked me off. Mother followed me down the stairs to greet our guests. I kissed Cindy and Tom kissed mother. I wondered if he tasted my cum. 

I showed Cindy to our room down stairs and Tom went up stairs with Mom on his arm. It was over an hour before Cindy and I emerged from our rousing romp. It was another fifteen minutes before Mom and Tom came down.

Cindy and I sat out on the porch a cold beer in hand when Mom and Tom came out to say “HI”. Mother gave me a wink and a shay smile. 


It was late and the sun was doing its best to slip down behind the hills across the lake. Tom suggested we all go to town for dinner. 

Tom drove us in his big old Lincoln and parked around behind the hotel. 

We entered by the side door and went directly into the dinning room. From where I sat I could see into the bar. Cartwright was behind the bar but not serving drinks. The bartender tonight was a tall blonde with a great pair of knockers. In her cute little outfit it was plan to see why Cartwright hired her. The waiter took or order for drinks and we looked up as Cartwright came by to say “Hello” introductions were made and we explained to Cindy and Tom we had come down for drinks a few days ago. I could see Cartwright was delighted to see mother again. I wondered what he would say if he knew how we had entertained one another after we got home the other night thanks to his drinks. 

Mother was to my right and as we sat talking she reached over and rested a hand on my leg how nice a mother showing her loving son tender affection. But what that touch did to me was not so much more than simply mother son affection. My cock jumped to attention faster than a Private First Class in a Generals presents. I smiled at something Cindy said and moved mother’s hand so it rested on the hard ridge in my pants. Her fingers tightened on it and dug in squeezing in until it hurt. I damn near climaxed. If the waiter had not returned with our drinks I would have.

Mother seemed to accept what we did in the drunken throws of passion and once we talked about it we felt that it was a welcome event in our lives. That is why I had gotten a blow job just before our guests arrived. Now as I sat there I wondered how long this week end was going to be till mother and I could be alone again. 

Cindy was like a tiger every moment we were alone. Even later that night in the dark we walked down to the little wooden dock where our boat was tied up. The moon was only a sliver and even it only darted in and out of the clouds leaving us mostly in darkness. Cindy could not get enough so as we sat on the end of the dock she took out my cock and jerked me till I was about ready to climax. Then quickly went down to suck the stuff out of me. As great as it was I could only think of how exciting it was to watch my mother slide her mouth up and down my cock. When I came Cindy sucked me dry and licked me clean before she returned my limp cock to its hiding place. Later that night Cindy lay naked on the bed sound asleep and I lay awake listening for any sound from up stairs. 


Tom and Mother had gone up about ten when Cindy and I had gone down to the dock. So I guess they had ended there sex early while we were out. I slipped on a wrap around, one of those things that snaps around your waist. It was just long enough to cover a limp cock. 

I opened the refrigerator found a cold beer and closed it as I turned around. Unseen when I came in mother was sitting in the darkness. I whispered “Where is Tom?” 

She said “satisfied and asleep.” 

I told her it was the same with Cindy. She rose and I went to her in the deep shadows of the kitchen. Her silky robe hung open as our body came together. Her marvelous tits pressed into my chest. We kissed and hugged. Her hand went up under my wrap around and found my cock growing hard. I cupped a firm tit and we kissed. I was beside myself with passion. Even if our house guest heard us I really did not care. I turned mother around, she bent over the table and I aimed my cock for her wet pussy. It slipped into her easy as her cunt was filled with Tom’s cum and her juices. I did not care that she had been fucked; all I cared about at that moment was that I wanted to fuck her. 

Holding her by the hips I plowed deep and straight filling her up with one very hard cock. She coughed and gagged as if my cock were in her mouth. I kept on pounding her from the rear. It did not take long for me to flood her sweet love chamber with a hot shot of molten sperm. She wiggled her ass and joined me. Her knees were about to give out when I pulled free from her. 

I wiped my dripping cock across her ass and rubbed the tip up between her cheeks. I held my cock in hand and wiggled the head up and down a few times across the tight little back entrance. I had only fucked one girl in the ass and she had loved it. I wondered how mother would feel about me wanting to put my cock up her ass. The thought gave me a shiver and took my breath away. But we were done for the night and that would have to wait till another day. 

I don’t know what mother said to Tom but the next morning he remembered he had to go back to the city. Taking Cindy off to the side I told her mother was very upset and would her mind leaving us alone and I promised I would see her later in the week. Cindy agreed and understood. She really did not have a clue but she followed Tom by an hour. Mother and I were alone by ten Sunday morning. I had her by the hand by ten after ten pulling her to my bedroom behind the kitchen. Thirty second later we were locked in a sixty-nine. 


My tongue in her pussy and my cock in her mouth. To test the waters I gently pushed a finger into her tiny ass hole. She did not object. 

As eager as I was to see if she would accept my cock up her ass I was more eager to get my cock in her pussy. So we changed position. I was between her legs and her legs were high above my shoulders. Pounding into her pussy was a thrill, banging my body into hers was exciting. Then almost without thinking I reached back and slapped her on the thigh hard very hard. 

Her closed eyes flew open and there was a sneer on her mouth. “Bastard, you rotten bastard fucking your mother. Filling my cunt with your dirty cum what kind of son are you?” She screamed at me. 

This time I held myself up off her on one arm and slapped her across the tits back and forth my hand smacking her tits. She cried out in pain and locked both arms around my neck. We fell together still wiggling and shaking as we climaxed. All I could hear were those same animal sounds I heard that first night. I followed her lead and howled like a wounded wolf. 

It was ten minutes before we could move. I rolled off her and she slipped off the bed and trotted to the bathroom. I watched her ass bound as she moved even that was exciting. I did not join her but waited till she opened the bathroom door. We passed without a word as I entered. When I returned mother was sitting naked on the window seat looking out into the woods that surrounded the cabin. 

Coming up behind her I placed both hands on her neck and applied pressure. I had never given a massage but knew many people enjoyed having there neck rubbed. Mother rolled her head and gave a slight sound of pleasure. So I kept it up. My cock started to get hard again. The pointed head cane up between her arm and rib cage. She held out her arm to allow my cock to come up into her arm pit. I rubbed her neck working out to her shoulders and moved my hips at the same time. How strange that was fucking my mother’s arm pit and rubbing her neck. After a few minutes I took her by the shoulders turning her to face me.

Her hands came up to hold my cock. She tilted her head so her cheek was resting on my cock head. She was just being a lover and showing affection. 

I said “Mother what happened? This time and the first time were different from anything I have ever experienced in my life.” 


“Oh, Darling what ever happened between us it was wonderful. You have made me feel so alive and never in my life has my blood boiled as it has with you. I want to do so many things I have never done before Things I have only heard of or read about. Strange exciting things lustful and sorted dirty things only the weird people do. When you slapped my breast it hurt and yet it lighted a fire in my soul that drove me wild. I wanted to hit you back but when those words flew from my mouth I knew they were exciting for you.” She said this with a low voice almost unemotional. Yet it was not wasted on deft ears. Mother was looking up at me with her large brown eyes. She was smiling as she held my cock tightly. 




Summer with Mother



I said “Mother I think you were a fucking whore in another life. I think you want to show me all the strange sensations of sexual fun. You want to please me as you have many other men in your other life.” I said laughing. 

She laughed with me and with her eyes still fixed on mine she took my cock into her mouth. I was not fully hard. I had fucked myself out over the last two days. So I let her enjoy the feel of my cock in her mouth for a few minutes and then told her I thought we should take a rest or go out for lunch. She pulled my cock from her mouth standing she kissed me letting me taste my cock. She said she wanted to rest also. She started toward the door when I asked her if I could join her in her bed. She told me to come along. 

She curled up on her side I laid on my side with only our bare behinds touching. I fell asleep in seconds and my head was filled with dreams of wild sexual fantasies. I was fucking every person I had ever known all the girls that had gone to school with me and a few of there mothers. One that seemed to linger was the mother of a silly little girl I had never even dated but I knew her mother from church. I always thought she was so sexy so now in my dreams I was fucking this older lady and enjoying it. 

When I started to wake I was now spooning mother and my hard-on was firmly planted along her wet pussy. Not in her pussy but just laying along that juicy slit.

Mother was breathing evenly and deeply. I pulled back some and with my finger tip tilted my cock up just enough to let the head slip into her. Just the head not my whole cock. I got the head wet and pulled back again. This time I pressed the wet head to her tiny rose hole. It gave way easily. My cock head slipped into my mother ass hole with out much resistance. I let the head rest there just in side her tight little ass hole. It felt so good and so strange. 


My words screamed through my head. “Your cock is in your mother ass.” 

It was so emotional and stimulating my cock was throbbing out of control. The blood was pulsating through my cock making it jerk of its own accord. With out much movement I come. It was unbelievable I was coming; I was cuming in my mother’s ass and I had not even started to fuck her. With each full spurt of cum my cock went in her ass a little deeper. Spurt, push, spurt push with in a few second my cock was firmly planted deep up her sweet ass and still my cum flew from my cock. Slowly it stopped and my cock was hard and fully embedded in her tiny tight ass hole.

I had both arms around her now hugging and my head was bent forward pushing on the back of her neck. She started to uncurl. She stopped and stiffened. Her head jerked around to look over her shoulder. “Your, your cock is in my ass. You fucked me in the ass. Oh, My God it feels so strange, so tight you’re so big. I can feel your cock throbbing I me.” she said in a whisper.

An hour later we both had showered and came down to the kitchen dressed only in robes my old terry cloth one and her silky red and black one. With tossed wet hair we were a sexy couple if I ever saw one. We never made it out for lunch. So Mom made sandwiches and a couple of glasses of milk. We sat without much talk just looking out the windows.

Finely she asked “Do you really care for Cindy?” 

I told her Cindy was a fun girl and yes I did care for her but I was not serious about her if that is wanted she was asking. She said she guessed that is what she was asking. 

I asked the same question about her and Tom. She said Tom was a very nice man and he wanted to marry her. She said that last week she may have said yes to his proposal. But now she was not too sure what she should say. 

I told her that even though we have found a special sense of purpose in our lives I thought she should plan for her own future as I was going to do. I said I would always want to feel free to make love to her when ever we both agreed but would not want to keep her from enjoying a full life.

We did not talk for a while but then it occurred to me that maybe we should plan on having an on going relationship with the knowledge and consent of our other partners. When I told her what I was thinking she did not agree at first then she kind of laughed.


I asked what she was laughing about and she said she wondered what it would be like to see my ass bouncing up and down on another women. That picture seemed funny to me also. 

So I said “Yes and I think it would be sexy as hell watching you suck another guys cock too.” I then asked her if she had sucked Tom’s cock.

She said she had and he was very fond of her oral talents. It seems his wife had not been so inclined to do that for him. I said “You’re very good that is for sure.” 

We were talking sexy but not with any degree of sexual arousal as I think we both were pretty well fucked out. So we decided to go for a walk.

I told Mom to dress kind of sexy as we were sure to stop at the hotel. When she came down she was dressed in short shorts, a halter top that was low cut to show the smooth full globs of her fine tits. Her make up was mostly soft and natural except for the bright red lip gloss. What a beautiful mouth I thought for kissing or fucking. When she turned to walk out the door ahead of me my cock tingled as my eyes fixed on the solid round twin cheeks of her ass. What a sexy women she was.

More people had started to arrive for the summer. More boats were moored at the city docks just off the causeway bridge. The narrow street were beginning to fill with people. The hotel now had tables out side under roof. Several couples were sitting around drinking beer and eating. I noticed a few of the younger guys eyeing my mother with lust in there dirty little minds. As we entered the hotel I saw a friend from school and called to him. Phil Martin turned and came over to say “Hi” he was followed closely by a cute little blonde with a great set of tits and a big smile. 

I introduced mother simply as Gail not as my mother. Phil introduced the blonde as Gloria and he introduced me as Blair no last names. 

We said we were down for lunch and asked them to join us. Phil was pleased to join us. Gloria was showing signs of wanting to get on with her day. My guess was that she wanted to go back to the room they shared and screw his head off. I on the other hand thought I would like to see this young sweet thing naked. She did have one hell of a body. 

After sandwiches and a couple of beers Gloria calmed down and got in the mood to be more sociable. Phil I noticed was paying a lot of attention to mother and I got the feeling she was enjoying the attention. After our third beer Phil asked “Where are you guys staying?”


I said we had rented a cabin for the whole summer and we were going to stay up for three months. Phil seemed impressed but I knew he was lacking for funds to play with. I suggested we all meet back here for dinner”On me” about eight tonight. They said they would see us then and we parted company. 

I don’t know if it was because mother looked so sexy or the idea of that cute little Gloria with the great tits would be around tonight or what but as soon as we got in the house I pulled Mom up to her bedroom and practically ripped her cloths off. Mom was all fired up to by Phil’s giving her the once over so she cooperated in the business of grabbing and getting naked. 

After a quick sixty-nine I got her up on all fours so I could get her doggie style. But once her ass was there in front of my glassy eyed stair I went fucking nuts. My cock was just touching her wet pussy lips when I smashed my hand across the ass. She gave out a cry and fell forward on her chest while keeping her ass well up in the air.

My cock throbbed as I laid one more hand across her ass. This time even harder. She cried out in pain and I hit her again. Both hands came together with ass between them. I took a grip on her hips and rammed my cock home. I worked faster with every thrust. I was banging her ass and driving my cock in her pussy harder and harder. She was making those animal sounds again as I arched my back and came deep inside her pussy. We fell lifeless on the bed. This fucking was even too much for me. A young hardened veteran of the school of hard fucking. 

A cool shower and a glass beer shared brought us back to life. I went off to my room to dress and get ready for tonight. I was working on my second beer when Mom came down. 

“Wow, Mom you’re gorgeous.” I said with my mouth hanging open. My eyes were feasting on a woman that was so sexy and beautiful I thought of taking her back to bed. 

“Thank you Darling. Do you think your friends will no think I am too old to be part of the evening festivities?” she said in a low husky voice.

“Hell no you’re spectacular and all the guys will want a piece of you. I may have to fight off a mob of guys.” I was smiling and teasing but still very serious about how she looked.

“What will you do if your friend Phil should want more than a single dance?” she asked. 


“Mom; I am sure I would go along with anything you wanted to do. But I would also insist I be a part of anything you get your self into.” I said. I knew what she may have had in mind since we had talked about sex with others. 

“Mom; Are you having thoughts of sex with other guys and with me at the same time? Do you think you would enjoy sexy with two guys? OK, let me ask you one. What would you say if Gloria wanted to join in on the fun?” I asked.

I had not thought of that but she is Phil’s girlfriend so I guess she might want to have some fun too.” She said with a serious face. Then her eyes brows came together and she smiled. I saw a strange look come over her and knew she was thinking of a girl to girl contact. My mother was becoming a fucking machine and I must say it was a well oiled machine and worked very smoothly. 

We entered the hotel through the side door and took a seat at the bar. 

Cartwright the owner came up whistled and shook his head at Mom. “Wow, Gail you look very cool.” He said offering her his hand. She took his hand. He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her hand. 

Mom had slipped into a small soft halter top that showed off her fine firm breasts and nipples. A bare mid-drift well down to just about her hips hung a pair of white shorts that were tight, short and showed her fine ass as if it were naked. Tanned legs with muscles to spare showed she was fond of working out and jogging. I got the feeling Cartwright would love to get close to Mom. But so far the timing had not been right. But we will see what we will see as there was a lot of summer left.

Phil and Gloria came in both looked fresh and she was sexy as hell. Phil had that well fucked look about him. But I guess I did too. 

Phil took the stool on the other side of Mom and Gloria slipped in next to me. I do believe his was rehearsed and it kind of set the stage for the rest of the evening. Phil wasted no time in letting Mom know he was interested in her. But I kind of laughed and wondered what this couple would say once they found out she was my mother and not a girl friend.

Summer with Mother –II 

The gathering of many:



Summer with My Family Ch. 01



I just finished my last day of classes for the spring quarter, and was trekking home after selling my books back. College was turning out to be quite difficult, but I was getting by. I boarded the train and dozed off immediately knowing it would take me almost 2 hours to get to my parents house. I knew the summer was going to be restful and fun, and I dreamt of long bike rides with my sisters, and fishing at the crack of dawn with my brothers. Yes, it was going to be just what I needed to recharge. By the way, my name is David.

Being the youngest of 7 was both a blessing and curse. I was 20 now, so the childhood fights were past us for the most part. I had great memories of learning life with my family. We had our bad times too, but the overall positive environment that my parents had raised us far outweighed any difficulties. They had gotten pregnant with my oldest sister Teresa (her nickname is Rese) when they were both 16. It took them a few years, but they finally came into their own at the shared age of 18 (Their birthdays were only a few weeks apart). With a GED and a job at the factory, their future was looking good. Shortly after Rese's 3rd birthday, my dad lost his father to an industrial accident. It was completely neglectful, and the generous settlement took just three months. The shock of it and the solitude took the toll on his mother and within a year he lost her too. To help cope with the loss of his parents, my dad swore to his wife and daughter that whatever they wanted to do to be happy was perfectly acceptable. In response, Rese stopped wearing clothes around the house. My parents thought the innocence of it was a great idea, so they became household nudists.

The inheritance my dad received set them up for the rest of their days (probably for ours too). So for their common 21st birthday gift, a house on a plot of land was bought and then they became a baby factory. Every year, for the next 6 years, they had a baby. After I was born my mother decided her childbearing days were over. I like to think she had done her best with me, and subsequent attempts were futile. As it turned out, being pregnant interfered too much with her hobbies, which I'll go into a little later. She believed strongly in procreation though, so she signed up at the clinic to be an egg donor, and did so twice a year for 10 years. She's an amazing woman. During that time she and my father both got Bachelors and Masters degrees. They figured that the house should always be together, and as the children were all students, the parents should too. 

Being naked all the time at home presented some embarrassment to my folks, since they weren't always nudists. Because we were born into it, we knew no different, except in public.. The house rule was that as soon as you entered, you got naked. Needless to say, guests were sometimes shocked when they were urged to strip. Seeing the openness of it through the rest of the house usually persuaded them. Once, an older lady from the church came by to spread the 'good word.' She didn't have any issue with the nudity with my parents, but didn't want to be seen by us kids. After being out of sight for an hour, we got curious and stormed into the den, where they were meeting. Our first exposure to real sex was barging in on my dad fucking a bible-thumpers ass while my mom sucked the juice from her pussy like it was the elixir of life. The conversation afterwards included some apologies, the birds and the bees explanation, and a biology lesson. 

The conductor announced my stop waking me into a brief panic. Any commuter into a city knows this feeling. I collected my thoughts and things and started the walk home. It was only a few miles, and my mother had volunteered to pick me up, but I wanted to surprise her. The house was actually on a very large plot of land, obscured from outside view by an apple orchard. I knew my way, and cut through the orchard toward the house. After a few minutes I saw a flash of what I knew was bare skin. Getting closer I saw a familiar sight. There was a man's naked butt flexing into the woman beneath him. That woman was Rese, and she had her feet resting on my brothers shoulders. My siblings were at it again. 

I walked up to them and greeted them, quickly insisting they not stop. Rese was very aroused, and my appearance sparked her to asking me to fuck her ass while my brother Pete continued stretching her pussy. We hadn't done a double penetration in a few months, and she was just itching for it. I declined claiming I had to make an appearance at the house first, but the sight had started my juices churning and my cock began to twitch. 

Leaving them was difficult, but within a few minutes I caught another couple. The woman on top was my sister Lisa. She was facing away from my brother Kenny, whose cock was so far in her ass that I thought I saw her stomach flexing to contain it. She was propped with her feet on his knees and her hands on his shoulders while he held her hips. Lisa has got an awesome body hardened by amateur bodybuilding, and I admired every lean feminine muscle on her frame. She competed once or twice in shows and was gaining credibility in the ranks. Due to amazing physicality, she also has a sex drive that never quits. Kenny was her favorite brother to fuck since he had a cock that bordered on freakish. He had to be 10 inches when flaccid. Nobody ever measured him because those that volunteered (i.e., my sisters and mother) could never keep it out of their mouths, pussies, or asses long enough to run the tape. Between breaths, Lisa greeted me, and offered a blowjob to welcome me home. Although I was tempted, I declined again and continued toward the house with a turgid member in my jeans and dirty thoughts in my head.

I got to the front door and eased it open slowly. There I saw my last two sibings, Vicki and Henry (The oldest son, named after my Dad). Vicki was between Henry's legs tonguing his balls and stroking his cock. Henry had our maid Jodi straddling his shoulders, her pussy grinding into his face. None of them saw me, so I backed out quietly, and went around to the back of the house.

There she was, waiting for me. Well, at least I interpreted it that way. My nude mother was on her knees sucking my father, who was laying down on the lawn. He saw me, but I quickly signaled him to be quiet. I snuck back around the corner and undressed. I peeked around just to make sure she hadn't noticed. Her cheeks were sucked in taught from the vacuum of her cocksucking, and her ass was high in the air while her breasts swayed gently beneath her. I got my fathers attention and motioned for him to grab her head by the sides, basically face-fucking her. He did, and her field of vision was limited to the cock in her face, and her ears blocked by his hands. She was getting excited by the aggressiveness and gagged just a little. I had positioned myself behind her and saw her dripping pussy lips beckoning for my cock. Her right hand was fingering her clit fiercely. Mom was always an enthusiastic and orgasmic lady, so a sopping pussy was par for the course. She had also shaved herself bare. That was new. I timed my dads motion and plunged my cock into her pussy. I should have expected it, but even expecting it wouldn't have prepared me. My taking her at that moment triggered her orgasm… violently. She began screaming into the cock in her mouth, and bucking her hips like she was having a seizure almost knocking me out of her. I held onto her hips and pounded my cock into her convulsing pussy. As she calmed down, I reached under and grabbed her hardened nipples and held on for the ride whispering into her ear, "Hi Mom, I'm home." 



Summer with My Family Ch. 01



All characters depicted are at least 18-years-old.

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I spent most of my high school summers at my aunt's. Aunt April lived up north with her daughter, my cousin Melanie. We were more or less the same age; I think our moms were pregnant with us at the same time. But while my mom still worked as the day manager at a Hooter's, Mel's was a prosecuting attorney. So, a week after school was done I packed clothes and toothbrush and waited excitedly for my aunt to arrive to drive us upstate.

"Hey!" Mel rushed out of to greet us when we rolled into the garage. I beamed when she threw her arms around me in a hug, "Missed you!"

I hugged her, maybe a little awkwardly. Mel's hug pressed her breasts into me and her hair smelled like floral shampoo. She was wearing a long tee shirt and flip flops, her long creamy legs stretching out from the shirt, knee rubbing against my crotch. Maybe a lot awkwardly. I reminded myself, forcefully, that she was my cousin.

"I'll take your bags in, did you want to go for a swim?" my aunt said, and Mel immediately chimed in to second.

That was when it hit me. "I - I forgot my trunks."

"I'll find you something!" Mel offered, grabbing my hand and pulling me away by the wrist.

Melanie's closet was bigger than my room. She led me in and flicked on a light. "It's way too hot, I'm sure I've got something you can wear."

I wasn't sure what to think, but it didn't take her long to open a dresser and begin tossing out swimwear - girl's swimwear.

"Hey, Mel, it's okay, really. I can get one tomorrow at the store,"

She was holding a little girl's one piece, green with cat faces, I really didn't want to try to fit into that but my cousin was nothing if not insistent. She looked back at me over her shoulder, flipping shoulder-length wavy black hair over. She batted her eyes, set something on top of the dresser and stood up to face me. She crossed her arms and pulled off her shirt over her head in a single smooth motion. "Come swim with me, it's been forever."

Melanie wore a blue bikini, tropical flowers stitched to the straps and the ties around her waist. Her breasts bounced when she discarded her shirt, the suit at least a size or two too small. She tossed a suit she picked out for me into my arms. As she walked past, she brushed a hand against my thigh and I swear she winked.

I looked down, she had given me a tan, ruffled skirt bikini bottom. The top too, but I left that behind when I changed. It's a kilt. It's just like a kilt, I told myself when I looked at Melanie's full-length mirror. It's a short, frilly, barely constraining kilt that I can definitely wear and not look like a girl.

Aunt April's pool was a wide, in-ground, saltwater pool with a diving board and an attached hot tub. Melanie stood on the diving board and bounced twice and I came out. She leapt off, hands over her head and slipped into the water without a splash. She shot under the water and came up at by the ladder at my feet.

"You look good!" she said. She ran her hands through her hair as she clung to the ladder beneath the water.

I smiled nervously and sat, dangling my legs in the water. June had already gotten uncomfortably hot, and it did feel good after the long drive out. I took a breath and let myself sink into the pool. The skirt felt surprisingly good and when I came up for air, I had almost forgotten that I was wearing it.

Melanie swam around me "I'm glad you're staying the summer."

"Thanks."

"I, um, I hoped I wasn't being too forward. I've just been thinking about this for a while. I had kind of a crappy last semester."

"Oh, Mel, you could have called," I said, meeting her at the deep end of the pool.

She touched off the bottom of the pool and circled around to pin me against the edge of the pool. "Yeah, but I wanted to see you, cousin!" Her arms closed around my neck and she met my eyes. Water sloshed and her legs grazed mine as she floated.

I didn't know what to think. Melanie and I had always been close and I guess there are weirder things than being attracted to her. She was right there, throwing herself at me, and - suddenly I was at the bottom of the pool.

Mel held me down, floating over me in the salt water. I thrashed free and kicked away. Mel flipped over and came after me. I reached the steps and stood, cresting out of the water and gasping for air. I panted between starting fits of laughter.

Melanie covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes squinted as giggling took her.

"What!"

She shook her head, "Comfortable?"

I blushed, and reached for the skirt of the girl's bikini bottom. My palm found my exposed dick, the fabric of the bikini pulled aside. I stammered as I tucked myself back into the swimsuit "Sorry! Sorry!"

Mel pulled herself out of the pool still tittering with laughter. "Myyy baaad!"

"Melanie!" Aunt April called down from the house, "Are you two going to be dinner? We've got reservations at Fondeaux, remember?"

Mel looked to me, "I don't want to miss that!" I said.

"Neither do I, never had fondue before," she said, and turned to her mom, "We're just going to get a quick shower!"

"Okay, come up when you're done," Aunt April replied.

"Can I use your mom's bathroom?" I asked.

Melanie's grin confirmed my suspicion. We toweled off and headed into her bathroom. Mel pulled open the glass door and turned on the water. It hissed and steam began to rise. "Why?"

Mel turned and reached for the ties on her top. She tugged the strings and let it fall to the floor. Water sluiced over her hair as she stepped into the shower. She turned towards me and planted her hands on her hips. Her fingers hooked under her suit bottom and shimmied out of it; breasts jiggling as she did. She kicked the blue slip of fabric at me, "Lose 'em."

I took a sharp breath and stripped out of Melanie's bikini skirt. The fabric caught on my turgid cock, I twisted and dropped the swimsuit to my ankles. I followed Mel into the shower. It was hot and humid and Mel's hands found their way around my waist. She kissed my cheek, "See, this is nice, isn't it? Soap me up?"

I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and squirted it into my palm. I ran my fingers through Melanie's hair. It was soft and the shampoo's scent wafted through the shower, all tropical flowers and fruits. She reached behind me, squeezing my ass. She mewled as I worked the shampoo into her scalp.

She tipped her head into the spray of the shower head. Mel turned and threw her hair over her shoulder. Her nipples were hard and her eyes narrow under a veil of dark hair clinging to her face and shoulders. She reached out and wrapped her hand around my stiff shaft. "Can't keep mom waiting."

Her fingers curled around me. I took a deep breath of hot air as she began to stroke. I felt myself harden in her hand. It felt good; she turned her hand around and around, wet and warm and tight. And it felt suddenly very right. I'd missed my time with Melanie. She'd missed me and for the first time in our lives we could be ourselves with each other.

She stepped closer, stroking me faster. I let my hand slide between her legs. My fingers found her slit smooth and bare of any hair. She leaned in beside my ear and gasped. "Later."

Her hand worked me harder. I groaned and panted. "I've thought about this for a long time," she whispered to me just over the sound of the shower. She purred in my ear, and with her free hand brought mine to cup her breast, more than a handful. Her skin was soft and her breast perky and full. I rolled my finger around her nipple while her palm worked around my head.

I leaned into her, baring my teeth. Melanie gave me a truly sultry growl of encouragement as she pushed me over the edge. I whined, and came into her palm and down the drain.

Melanie rinsed off her hand and turned off the shower. We dressed and met Aunt April. She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows at us, "Have a good time?"

Melanie beat me to it, "Mmm hmm. It's gonna be a great summer, isn't it!" She went on ahead into the garage. April lead me out, but put a hand on my shoulder before we left the house proper.

"You're pretty cute dressed like a girl."



Summer With My Granddaughter



I’m a rather wealthy man that would have given my only son everything I had to keep him and his young family near me, but ten years ago they moved because my son got a job that was much better than the one he had here. So, my son, his wife and their daughter Amy moved two states away. This left me, a widower of 25 years, alone.

I went to visit my son and his family often as I am retired and have the means to travel anytime that I want. Even so I missed having my son and especially young Amy out on my farm. Before the move we would have lots of fun together.

When her 18th birthday was approaching I talked my son into letting me buy Amy a new car. I made one condition to her getting it though. She would have to come and spend at least a week with me to get it, and if she agreed I’d buy her any car that she wanted.

She wanted a black Jaguar and decided a visit to grandpa was well worth the car. Her birthday was in June so I went to pick her up at the airport in her new car four days after her birthday.

When she got off the plane my innocent little granddaughter had changed she’d become a woman.

“Grandpa!” Amy said as she gave me a big hug.

“Hey there Amy, it’s good to see you. How was your flight?” I asked.

“Boring. So other than me getting my car what are we gonna do while I’m out here?” Amy asked.

“Anything you want.” I said, smiling at how beautiful she had become.

“Anything I want?” Amy asked.

“Anything.” I said.

“Promise?” She asked.

“Promise.” I said.

“Good, because I know you never break a promise so this is going to be fun.” Amy said.

“So shall we go take your new car for a spin?” I asked.

“Absolutely.” Amy said.

I gave her the keys and she drove out to my place, I was surprised that she remembered where it was, she hadn’t been there in ten years. I also couldn’t help thinking about her comment about me not breaking promises and how this was going to be fun. What exactly did she have in mind? 

We spent the afternoon doing the things that we used to do together; riding my horses, riding my four wheelers through the woods, skipping rocks on my lake and reminiscing about all those good times.

After dinner we sat down in my living room to talk more about old times.

“Of all the things we used to do around here grandpa, do you know what my favorite memories are of?” Amy asked.

“I have no idea, it could be almost anything.” I said.

“Bath-time.” Amy said.

“Bath-time?” I asked.

“Yeah, don’t you remember how you used to give me a bath every night before bed?” Amy asked.

“Yes, I remember, but why are those your favorite memories?” I asked.

“Mom and dad would just hose me off and send me to bed, you made bath-time fun. In fact I’m pretty dirty now, give me a bath like you used to grandpa.” Amy said.

“That’s a good one Amy.” I said with a laugh.

“I’m serious, you promised we’d do anything I want, and I want you to give me a bath like you used to.” Amy said.

“I didn’t make that promise expecting this.” I said.

“Tough, a promise is a promise right?” Amy said.

“Yes it is and never in my life have I backed out of a promise and I won’t start now, let’s go upstairs to the bathroom.” I said.

Amy giggled and excitedly hopped her way up to the bathroom where I’d given her so many baths as a child. She seemed more like that child now than a young woman of 18. I turned on the water and began to fill the tub.

“We don’t have any bubble bath, I hope you don’t mind.” I said.

“Not a bit. Well?” Amy said.

“Well what?” I asked.

“Aren’t you going to undress me?” She asked.

“Oh right, I haven’t done this in ten years or so.” I said.

I walked over to Amy who was holding her arms over her head like a child would when someone is pulling off their T-shirt. I slowly pulled her shirt up her belly and the up and over her chest revealing a lacy white bra constraining her young firm breasts. Those weren’t there the last time I’d undressed her. I then went behind her looking to unclasp the garment that held back her breasts, but I couldn’t find the clasp.

“It hooks in the front Grandpa.” Amy said.

“Oh, sorry, you never needed one of these before and the last one of these I took off was your grandma’s and she’s been gone 25 years now.” I said.

I placed my hands on either side of the catch my little fingers pressing against the smooth inner curves of her breasts. I unclasped the garment and slowly pulled the two halves away revealing to me for the first time the whole of Amy’s breasts including her small pink pointed nipples with quarter sized aureoles around them. I pulled the garment the rest of the way off and tossed it in a pile with her shirt. I then reached to unbutton her jeans.

“No grandpa that’s not how you used to do it, you used to set me up on the counter I’d hold out my feet and you’d take off my shoes and socks, then I’d raise up my butt so you could pull my pants and panties off, remember?” Amy said.

“Oh yes, now I remember.” I said.

I raised my hands up from her waist going along her sides until I reached her armpits. I am still very strong so I hoisted her 120 lbs. onto the counter with ease. She half reclined on her elbows and held out one foot and then the other to me so I could remove her shoes and socks. I then reached up and unsnapped and unzipped her jeans and as she is a teenaged girl she wears very tight jeans so I had to work at it to peel them off of her hips and down her legs. When I was done all she wore were two things, the lacy white panties to match her bra and a big smile. I couldn’t help but notice how damp the crotch of her panties was. She raised herself up once again and I diligently hooked my index fingers in the waistband of her panties and began pulling them towards me.

I almost passed out when the first of her pubic hair and then after the moist panties had let go of it her young wet pussy were pointed straight at me and were actually thrust up in my direction so I could pull the panties down. I pulled the panties down past her knees, then down to her ankles, and finally over her feet and off. I shifted them in my hand before tossing them in the pile so that the moist crotch was between my thumb and first two fingers. After tossing them into the pile I raised my hand to my nose to take in the aroma of a wet woman’s pussy for the first time since my wife died.

Amy then held her arms out towards me. Remembering that I used to carry her from the counter to the tub I approached her from the side. I put my left arm under the backs of her upper thighs and my right arm so my hand came just through her armpit and my fingers were only inches from her nipple. She in turn wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed tight like she always used to but this time her two 34 C breasts and erect nipples were pressed firmly against my chest.

I took my time getting her to the tub and then gently placed her into the warm water. She grabbed the hand shower and the shampoo.

“Wash my hair grandpa, it’s really dirty.” Amy said.

“Face the wall.” I said.

She turned so her back was facing me. My tub surround is a mirror so I could see her smile get bigger as I took the hand shower and wetted her very long blonde hair. I then filled both of my hands with the shampoo and began to gently massage it into Amy’s hair. I had gotten so much shampoo in her hair that foamy streams of suds were cascading down her body and were even reaching her crotch and her ass crack. I had a great view of everything, thanks to the mirrors.

After twenty minutes of lathering her long locks I took the hand shower and rinsed the shampoo from her golden hair. I then reached for the bar of soap but she stopped me.

“Grandpa, you didn’t wash all of my hair yet.” Amy said.

“Yes I did, I got all of it.” I said.

“No you didn’t. You forgot the hair down here.” She said as she placed her hand on her pubic hair. “This hair is dirty too.”

“So it is, my mistake, you’re so grown up now that you are very different than the last time I gave you a bath, okay lift out of the water so I can wash the rest of your hair.” I said.

She stood up in the tub facing me with her legs parted so I could reach all of her pubic hair. I took some shampoo on my hand and very carefully lathered her pubic hair that was just as blonde as the hair on her head. I tried my best to keep from making contact with any part of her pussy but she shifted a few times causing my fingers to brush over it a few times. I tool my time easily taking as long to shampoo her small pubic patch as I did to shampoo her entire head. I then used the hand shower do rinse the shampoo from her pubic hair. The sensation of the water stream on her crotch made her legs quiver.

“There, now all of your hair is clean. Now sit down facing the wall again so grandpa can wash your back.” I said.

She sat down and I tool the bar of soap and a wash cloth and slowly and thoroughly washed her back, the back of her neck, and her shoulders.

“Okay, turn around so grandpa can wash your front.” I said.

She spun around and faced me with her feet at the bottom of the tub her knees spread wide and her chest pointed out at me.

“Okay, lean in here close so grandpa can wash your face.” I said.

She leaned in and I scrubbed her face and neck.

“Give me your arm.” I washed her right arm. “Now the other one.” I washed her left arm. “Now I’m going to wash your chest okay?” I asked, unsure of how far she intended to carry out this little game.

“Yes grandpa, I’m ready.” Amy said.

I leaned over the tub and steadied her right breast with one hand while I soaped and scrubbed it with the other. I then lifted it to scrub the under side of her breast. I repeated the procedure on her other breast. I spent nearly ten minutes per breast.  I then moved down to her belly and went right around her pubic hair.

“Okay, give me your leg.” I said.

She slipped her right leg up so that her foot was right in my face. I thoroughly soaped and scrubbed that leg and foot, then I made sure her other leg was equally clean.

“Am I clean yet grandpa?” Amy asked.

“Oh no, we haven’t washed your bottom yet. Do you remember how and why we wash your bottom?” I asked.

“I’m dirty back there and I get on my hands and knees like this right?” She said as she got into position on her hands and knees pointing her ass right at me.

“That’s right.” I said.

I washed the cheeks of her ass and worked my way to the crack of her ass. I then scrubbed down the crack of her ass to her puckered little asshole. I took the washcloth, put it over my index finger, covered it in soap, and I began making tiny circles on her tight little anus. She did not protest so I worked so that my finger was centered on her asshole and I began gently twisting it back and forth applying pressure.

Slowly but surely I was one, then two knuckles deep into her ass and twisting back and forth. I kept at it for twenty minutes then I pulled my finger out; the washcloth had brown streaks on it.

“See how dirty you were back here?” I said displaying the wash cloth.

“Thank you for making me clean back there grandpa, but pee-pee is almost as dirty as poo-poo right?” Amy asked.

“Yes, sometimes it is even dirtier.” I said.

“Then shouldn’t you wash my thingy too?” She asked.

“Right you are. Turn around and face me like you were.” She does. “Very good, now this is not something you should let anyone else do to you because this is not proper for a young lady. It’s okay for me to do it because I’m your grandpa, and I’m giving you a bath. Do you understand?” I said as if she were still that little girl I’d bathed so many years ago.

“Yes grandpa, I understand.” Amy said.

“The wash cloth is dirty so I’ll just have to scrub with my fingers, but you will still get clean if I scrub hard enough.” I said.

I reached down and began rubbing Amy’s pussy with my hand; soon I was massaging her clit with my thumb while as many as three of my fingers scrubbed the inside of her pussy.

“I’m really dirty even deeper grandpa.” Amy moaned.

“Well, let’s see if I can reach it. Oh look I missed some dirt on your nipples.” I said reaching up to squeeze and twist each of her nipples. “Amy the dirt on your nipples is stuck on there really good, why don’t you work on them while I wash your thingy with both hands.” I said.

“Okay grandpa.” She sighed.

She began twisting and pulling her nipples as I worked her cunt with both hands. Soon she was getting really red faced and was breathing very heavily so I slowed my pace and she leveled off and I aggressively stuffed six fingers into her tight slit as both of my thumbs worked her clit into a frenzy.

Seeing that she really wanted to cum I quickened my pace and within a minute she was wracked by an orgasm that seemed to last forever. When it finally ended she looked down at her pussy then up and me with an inquiring look.

“Grandpa, what was that?” She asked.

Still playing the little girl in the tub game I said, “I just set off your self cleaning reflex. It takes awhile to get warmed up, but you are nice and clean in there now.”

“Oh. Thank you grandpa.” Amy said, knowing full well she’d just had an orgasm.

“Come on, hop out of the tub and grandpa will dry you off and help you do your hair and get ready for bed.” I said.

“Okay grandpa.” Amy said.

She hopped out of the tub and stood on the carpet dripping as I took the big fluffy towel and dried her off making sure to run my hand over her skin to make sure it was dry. She giggled as I dried her breasts and pussy.

“Okay, we’d better get my pajamas on now huh?” Amy asked.

“No, while we’ve got the good bathroom light we’d better do your hair. Braided pigtails on either side as usual I assume.” I said.

“Yes please.” Amy said.

“Well come sit on grandpa’s lap so he can braid your hair.” I said.

I sat on the toilet and she sat across my lap. I parted her hair down the middle and braided her long golden locks so that there were two equally sized braids one coming off of either side of her head. She looked like she had two 2 1/2-foot ropes stapled to her head, but she still looked fabulous, despite her new hairstyle.

“Okay run along to your room and get your pajamas out. Grandpa will be right behind you to help you put them on.” I said.

She scurried down the hall completely naked and when I reached her room she was bent over the bed digging in her suitcase. She came up with a pair of flower print panties and an old nearly shear T-shirt that looked like she’d actually worn it when she was 5 or 6. 

I held out the panties and she stepped into them. They were nearly too small for her. The T-shirt also only barely fit, and when it was on it left her breasts and her rock hard nipples clearly visible, and didn’t even come close to reaching her belly- button.

“There now, are you ready for bed?” I asked.

“Yes. Grandpa, will you read me a story?” Amy asked in her little girl voice.

“I’d love to, but I don’t have any story books.” I said.

“I brought a story with me.” She said. She reached into her bag and retrieved a collection of papers obviously printed from the Internet. She handed the stack of pages to me, and climbed into bed to listen to the story.

The story was about an 18-year-old girl visiting her grandpa alone and teasing him with her body a lot. She proceeded to call him on his erection with an incestuous sexual relationship as the result. I read through the story glimpsing over at Amy often.


She was squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples through the thin material of the shirt. She was also rubbing her pussy causing them to become nearly see-through with as wet as they were getting.

I tried to keep my quick peaks secret from her, but as worked up as she was getting I could have stared at her and she wouldn’t have noticed. I finished reading the story and sat it down.

“I take it you brought this story for a reason?” I asked.

“Yes, grandpa, I remember those baths as a child as the best memories of my life because your contact with me was so innocent and still so sexual. Even though I didn’t realize it at the time I was turned on by you giving me a bath. I decided to trick you into promising me anything I wanted to get you to give me a bath for old times sake. Judging by the bulge in your pants you’ve had almost as much fun as I have.” Amy said.

“I haven’t had any sort of sexual activity other than masturbation since before you were born.” I said.

“That’s okay grandpa, I’ve never been with a man so I wouldn’t know what to expect anyway.” Amy said.

“You’re sure you want to do this?” I asked.

“Do you think I’d have played the little girl role and had six fingers in my pussy id I didn’t want this?” Amy asked.

“Okay, but we’ll have to wait, I don’t have any condoms.” I said.

“I’m on the pill grandpa, I planned this far ahead.” Amy said.

“Okay. Let’s start by getting those ridiculously undersized pajamas off of you.” I said.

“Gladly, I usually sleep naked at home.” Amy said. She quickly shed the skimpy garments. “Why don’t you let your cock out, he’s suffocating in there.” Amy said.

“You come and let him out.” I said.

She dove to her knees at my feet and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned, and unzipped my pants. She pulled my pants to my ankles. She then slid her hands up and down the length of my shaft straining hard against my boxers with her left hand and gripped my cock as her right hand pulled my boxers down.

“Wow grandpa, your cock is really big. Do you mind if I suck it?” Amy asked.

“Help yourself.” I said.

She began licking my cock up and down. When it was good and wet she opened her mouth and took my cock in her mouth and began to suck it further and further into her throat. She was brand new to cock sucking so she wasn’t very good at it, so I was able to hold back, but she got good really fast. She started following her mouth with both hands. She twisted her hands in opposite directions around my cock as she stroked my thick shaft.

To my surprise she was able to get all ten inches of my cock in her mouth. After 15 minutes of Amy working my cock with her mouth I could feel my balls tighten up and then the floodgates opened and a geyser of cum that I’d built up burst forth into her mouth. Like a trooper she gagged at first then swallowed every last drop.

“God grandpa, you must have needed to do that for a long time.” Amy said, licking her lips of the remnants of my cum.

“You have no idea. Now lie down and let grandpa repay the favor.” I said.

She lay back on the bed and I got my first taste of pussy in ¼ of a century. I devoured her pussy for 45 minutes bringing my horny granddaughter to five orgasms in the process.

“I need you inside me now grandpa. Fill my little pussy with your enormous cock. I need your hot dick deep in my pussy!” Amy cried.

I was very pleased to see her lie prone on the bed inviting me to enter her dripping pussy.

“Spread your pussy wide for grandpa. Pull it open with both hands as wide as you can to help grandpa get his big cock in your tiny pussy.” I said.

She spread herself as wide as she could.

“How’s this grandpa, is this wide enough?” She asked.

“We’ll soon find out.” I said.

I placed the head of my cock at the entrance of her wide spread pussy and I slowly pushed in until the head was completely inside her.

“Okay, you can move your fingers.” I said. “ Now I’m going to push in to you. If it hurts tell me and I’ll stop.”

“Okay grandpa.” Amy said.

I pushed my cock slowly into her tight pussy. The sounds she made on that first drawn out penetration still echo in my head. They were so lustful and erotic and oh so sexy. She didn’t protest once even though I could see the agony on her face as my massive member forced its way deeper and deeper into her most intimate of places.




Summer With My Granddaughter



I bottomed out and I could feel her ass against my balls. I stayed buried all the way in her love tunnel for what seemed like an eternity, then.

“Grandpa, I may be new at this, but this doesn’t actually count as fucking does it?” Amy asked.

“No, I’m just savoring the feeling. I haven’t been in a woman’s pussy for a very long time.” I said.

“You can put your dick in me to savor the feeling anytime, but right now I need fucked bad.” Amy groaned.

“Okay baby girl. If you need fucked bad, grandpa will fuck you bad.” I said.

I began ramming her cunt very hard. Having already cum once I had to work hard to get back to another orgasm so I took my time. Amy however has a hair trigger on her pussy and she had so many orgasms that they flowed into each other until it seemed like she was having one continuous orgasm for ½ an hour.

Somewhere in there she lost control of her bladder and I felt a steady warm gush pouring out of her and leaving a massive puddle on her bed.

My mouth found both of her nipples and her mouth and they were all delicious and inviting. After giving Amy one continuous orgasm for over an hour I could feel my pressure building.

“I’m about to cum.” I said.

“Give it to me Grandpa. Shoot your hot cum deep inside me.” Amy said.

My cock erupted like a volcano deep inside Amy’s pussy. My cock belched forth so much cum that it was pouring out even before my cock stopped spurting. I collapsed on top of her and she gave me a big hug and kissed my neck and shoulders as my cock softened and pulled itself out of her pussy.

I rolled off of her and she began rubbing her clit with one hand while easily stuffing four fingers from her other hand into her pussy a few times then putting them in her mouth and then back to her freshly fucked pussy.

“Damn, after all that you’re still masturbating?” I asked.

“Grandpa, it felt so good that I don’t want it to end, but my hand is not nearly as good as your big cock. When do you think you’ll be able to go again?” Amy asked, as she massaged my cock.

“It usually takes a few minutes but it could be quicker if you suck the blood back into it.” I said.

“With pleasure.” Amy said.

She took my limp dick in her mouth and began sucking it and sure enough soon I was rock hard again.

“Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you from behind.” I said.

“Doggiestyle? Sounds fun.” Amy said.

She got in position and I inserted my cock into her well-lubed pussy and began fucking her again. Again she came like she had a busted pipe inside her. After 45 minutes my cock shot another load of hot cum into her pussy. This time I kept fucking not letting my cock go limp.

“Fuck me! Rip me wide open! Fuck me so hard that cum runs out my nose!” Amy screamed.

“Lean back so I can get my hands on your tits.” I said.

She leaned back and I groped her tits and pinched and twisted her nipples as I continued to fuck her pussy. I came again and we took a break to catch our breaths.

“So what else do I have that you can fuck?” Amy asked.

“Well, there’s always anal sex.” I said.

“Maybe, what else?” Amy asked.

“Your tits.” I said.

“My tits? How do you fuck my tits?” Amy asked.

“I stick my dick between your tits, you wrap them around my shaft and move them up and down to pretty much stroke me over the edge with your tits.” I said.

“That sounds interesting, let’s try that.” Amy said.

I sat down on the edge of the bed so she could get the best angle and she got on her knees and positioned herself close to my cock, which was now partially stiff and twitching. She clutched it in her hand and rubbed the head on both of her nipples creating the desired effect of a fully erect member. She then put it between her tits and began fucking my cock with her tits.

“Hey, if I hold my head like this I can get the first couple of inches in on each stroke and suck while I fuck you with my tits.” Amy said.

She began doing it and it felt great. After awhile and after holding out as long as I could.

“I’m gonna cum.” I groaned.

She stood up, turned around and slammed her dripping pussy down on my cock sending me over the edge and causing me to shoot another load of cum deep inside her pussy.

“What was that about?” I asked.

“I hope you don’t mind but I love having you cum in my pussy. I’ll swallow all the cum you want me to, but given my preference I’d like every load possible in my pussy.” Amy said.

“You’ll get all you can handle from grandpa baby. I take care of my special little girl, but right now grandpa wants to cum in your mouth.” I said.

“Okay grandpa.” Amy said.

She went to try to suck my dick into her mouth, but I pushed her head away.

“No, I want you to beat me off with your feet.” I said.

“My feet? Okay, I’ll try.” Amy said.

She got in position so my cock was between the arches of her feet and began stroking my cock with her feet. I was so turned on watching my cum pouring out of her swollen cunt that I was able to cum quickly and she caught it all in her mouth.

“Hold out your tongue, let grandpa see his cum on your tongue.” I said.

She held out her tongue and I came again from the sight, this load splattering across her chest coating her nipples.

“Grandpa, don’t waste good cum like that. Either put it in my mouth or in my pussy, now I’ve got to lick my breasts clean.” Amy said.

She began licking my cum from her tits. It was so hot that I was turned on again very quickly.

“I’m gonna take your anal virginity now.” I said.

“Okay grandpa, what do I need to do?” Amy asked.

“Get on your hands and knees and spread your ass cheeks.” I said.

I slid my cock into her pussy a few times to lube it up, then I slowly forced my way into her incredibly tight asshole. I began slowly working in and out and her shrieks of ecstasy encouraged me to go faster and faster and very soon I was in a fast rhythm of fucking her ass and she was rubbing her clit wildly as she again came like a fire hydrant. After 15 minutes I shot off my load in her ass and again we stopped to catch her breath.

“I told you this would be a fun week.” Amy said.

“You’ll have to stay for the rest of the summer.” I said.

“For real?” Amy asked.

“Yeah, hell you wouldn’t ever need to do laundry because now that you’re my fuck toy you can’t wear any clothes when we’re here alone unless I say so.” I said.

“Fuck toy? I like the sound of that. I’ll call mom and dad tomorrow and tell them not to expect me until August.” Amy said.

“Let’s go to bed now, we have all summer to enjoy each other.” I said.

We fucked once more before we drifted off to sleep. I fell asleep with my gorgeous little slut of a granddaughter in my arms. 



Summer with My Nephew Ch. 01



When my husband, Gerald, informed me that his work was taking him out of the country for two months, I wasn't happy. I had decided ages ago that I was going to spend June and July redecorating. While my husband was usually a busy man, I had fully intended to make use of him in his spare time, helping out with all those jobs that require two pairs of hands. In the back of my mind an evil voice was telling me that he'd arranged this trip to the Middle East on purpose to avoid redecorating, which I knew he hated, but of course that wasn't true. His job often took him overseas for long periods, overseeing corporate sales and mergers, transactions which didn't happen overnight.

"What am I supposed to do now?" I had protested. "You know I wanted to get everything finished before the twins get home in August!"

Hubby offered to get some professional decorators in, something we could well afford, but that would defeat much of the purpose. I had left work when the twins came along and since then I had always preferred to keep busy. I wasn't one for the life of a lady of leisure, so as the twins grew older and required less attention I had turned to maintaining our home and garden. This had done me plenty of good. I was much handier indoors and out than my husband, and the constant exercise had helped me maintain the figure that attracted him in the first place. I don't mind admitting that I look good for a mother in her late thirties, my waste still small, my bum rounded but firm and my large breasts barely sagging any more than they did on my wedding day.

Gerald knew all this and promised to make it up to me somehow. Of course, what he didn't know was that I had other reasons for not wanting various workmen about the house for the summer. I had made that mistake before when we had a couple of strapping lads in to do our patio at the back of the house. I had ended up spending the majority of five days on my back, bent over tables, pressed up against walls and in all sorts of other undignified positions as these two rampant youths filled me with their big cocks again and again. Gerald had been unimpressed with the lack of progress the lads were making, a situation which came to a head on the Friday evening when Gerald accused them of being lazy good-for-nothings who were trying to con him out of money by dragging out the job. It had taken all my skills of diplomacy to defuse that situation, which variously looked like coming to blows or, worse, a revelation of my own culpability. I somehow persuaded Gerald that the guys would get the work finished over the weekend while we went to a nice hotel on the coast for a little getaway. Naturally without me to continually service, the work was done by Sunday lunchtime!

It should be obvious to you by now that I'm not the most faithful of housewives. The sad truth is that while I love Gerald, I love going behind his back as much. I'm not a nymphomaniac; I don't go around seeking sexual gratification where I can find it. It's the illicit thrill of what I'm doing that gets me. Gerald is a good man who works hard and deserves a good wife. That I, a wife who treats him well on the surface and who he adores, regularly betray him and cuckold him with impunity, that's what does it for me. Does that make me a bad person? I've reflected on this at length and come to the conclusion that it probably does, but aren't we all bad to a lesser or greater extent? I make Gerald happy, I'm a good mother and I donate money and time to worthy causes. I don't engineer opportunities to cheat on my husband, I just tend to find myself in them and often have trouble resisting when I feel that there will be no consequences. There are no black and white situations; there are only shades of grey. Is this all mere self-justification, the soothing of a guilty conscience? Perhaps, but it appears to be working. I don't spend my time racked with guilt. If a neutral observer were to judge me, this might be the most damning indictment. This is not meant to be a psychological study of the cheating wife, so enough about my dark inner-workings!

I had resigned myself to slogging away in this big lonely house for the summer when Gerald announced that he had found a solution. His sister, Anne, had mentioned that her son, William, would need something to occupy his time while off school for the summer. Gerald had suggested that William come to stay at ours for the summer and help with the redecorating, which Anne agreed was an ideal solution. Needless to say I was delighted, this would mean I had a full-time assistant instead of the part-time one I'd been hoping for, and also meant that I would have company for the summer while Gerald was away. 

"Are you sure William doesn't mind coming here for the summer?" I asked Gerald that evening, as we lay in bed, "Wouldn't he prefer staying closer to home? He must have friends he'd like to spend time with."

"Apparently not, Anne says he's positively delighted with the idea and can't wait to come down. I'd imagine he's pretty happy with the prospect of being out of his mother's way for a couple of months. You know how fierce Anne can be!"

"Oh Gerald, your sister's not that bad, although I guess she does have a domineering streak to her!"

"You can say that again. Of course, I'm sure William is probably just as excited about the prospect of spending time with his beautiful young aunt! Young boys and all that," laughed Gerald, playfully squeezing my left breast.

"Gerald, the very idea, "I mock-scolded him, "William is only a boy, he probably thinks I'm an old woman!"

"Hah, "exclaimed Gerald, "William's not that young any more and I remember when I was his age I was horny as a goat and had the hots for more than one of my mothers friends."

"Horny as a goat, were you?" I reached over and slid my hand inside the front of Gerald's underwear. I wrapped my hand around him, felt him growing to his usual small erection and looked into his eyes. "It feels like the old goat has some life in him yet!"

The truth was that the turn the conversation had taken had stirred something in me. I certainly had no intent of sleeping with a teenage boy, especially not my nephew. However, the thought of him being around me while we worked, his hormones racing, watching me, admiring my body, catching 'accidental' glimpses of flesh as I increased the teasing, it was enough to stir my arousal. I was now really looking forward to William's arrival and Gerald was about to be the beneficiary of that mounting excitement. 

"Oh, Lisa," Gerald gasped as I squeezed his firm erection and began to stroke his cock. He had always been especially fond of my hand-jobs and I knew it wouldn't take long before I had him spurting his hot cum into my hand. That wasn't what I wanted however, as I knew if that happened there would be no more fun for me tonight. I quickly swung my leg across Gerald and mounted him, reaching between my own legs to take hold of his cock and slowly lower myself onto him. His cock was undeniably hard, but its unimpressive dimensions were never enough to make me cum alone. I took hold of Gerald's right hand and placed it between my legs. He knew what to do and began to move his index finger around my hard clit, tracing figures back and forth while I slowly lowered myself up and down his cock, careful not to drop down too hard and trigger an impromptu eruption. I had to be especially careful not to raise myself too quickly and have him 'fall out' of me, something which can happen all too easy with an undersized penis. I had learned through experience that Gerald would react badly to that. Gerald was a proud man, the kind of man who probably suspected that his was not the largest equipment in the world, but who would never acknowledge the fact, or that this might be an issue. I wouldn't dream of bringing it up, knowing him as I did, and managed to soothe his ego occasionally through faked orgasms or by getting myself off through additional means. His finger working my clit while I rode him was just one of those means, 

My arousal surprised me and I quickly found myself moving towards climax. Gerald increased his pressure and speed, bringing me to the edge. I began to press down hard, driving his hard cock as far inside me as I could get it. I heard Gerald cry out almost in agony as his stiff prick exploded inside of me, his hot cum spurting into my now spasming pussy, the walls struggling to grasp his hardness.

As my orgasm faded away, I dismounted and pressed myself into Gerald's side.

"Oh Gerald, my stallion,"I cooed, knowing how he loved to be praised after he made me cum. 

"Not bad for an old goat, eh?" he laughed, squeezing me to him.

I smiled to myself in the dark, wondering what I could expect when the horny young Billy goat got to town.



Summer with My Nephew Ch. 02



A smile rose to my lips as I heard the crunching gravel outside, the sound of my husband's car returning, having collected my nephew from the train station. I opened the front door, ready to greet young Michael with a happy grin, long bare legs and acres of cleavage. It was a beautiful summer's evening and Gerald, my husband, knew I liked to dress for the weather. Nevertheless, my large breasts were always a focal point when I dressed in this manner, and this particular dress was, while not obscenely short, a good few inches higher in the hem than my usual attire. I waved happily as Michael stepped out of the car and walked towards me, his wide eyes drinking in the sight of me. Gerald stopped to briefly kiss me on the cheek before walking into the house to fetch his bags, on his way to the airport. Michael followed him, approaching me rather sheepishly.

"Michael, it's so lovely to see you," I said, noticing how he'd grown a couple of inches since the last time I'd met him. He was still fairly short, and probably always would be, like most of the men in his family. Given his slender build, he didn't exactly cut an imposing figure. I embraced him, squeezing my large breasts against his small frame, feeling him stiffen nervously, obviously unused to such familiarity from a female. With a bag in each hand there was little he could do to extricate himself and to my delight I felt him begin to stiffen down below as well! Unless I was very much mistaken his height was not the only way in which he took after the other men in his family. I moved back slightly holding his arms in my hands and looked down.

"You're growing so fast!" I said, staring directly at his crotch, before moving my eyes up the length of him.

"What?" He gasped, in response, beginning to redden.

"Well, you've certainly grown a few inches," I nodded, pausing to note the look of horror on his face before adding "Since I last saw you, I mean. Yes, you're almost as tall as your uncle Gerald."

"Oh....yes, Mum says I've shot up in the last year," he replied, the relief on his face apparent, his bags now held strategically in front of him, hiding his embarassment.

"Well, why don't I show you to your room, we can get you settled in."

Michael nodded and followed me into the house and onto the stairs. It occurred to me that from his position behind and below me it was likely that he could see a considerable amount of bare leg, even a cheeky hint of bum. I glanced over my shoulder and my suspicions were confirmed as Michael greedily gazed up my skirt. I wondered if he was a bum or a boob man. Most likely at his age he was an anything man!

"Would you like me to help you unpack?" I asked, leading him into the spare room.

"It's okay, I can manage," he replied.

"Oh don't be silly Michael, I know what you teenage boys are like, you'll probably just pile everything in a corner! We'll get everything packed away properly in no time."

"Thanks Aunt Lisa, "he replied, grinning.

I could feel Michael's eyes continually drifting towards me as we packed away his clothes. 

"Oh, will you look at that!" I said, staring into a drawer?

"Hmm?"

"We just moved this dresser out of my room and there's still some of my things in it!" I exclaimed, holding up the tiniest pair of panties you ever saw, basically just a couple of square inches of lacy material and some strings. His eyes were wide as I dangled them in front of him.

"Well I'm sure you don't want to be staring at my underwear for the summer, do you?" 

"Um, no, no of course not!"

"I'm sure you must be wondering how a woman doesn't know where her underwear are." I laughed. He had no idea what to say to that, so I simply smiled at him and gathered the few pairs of panties I'd deliberately left in the drawer, piling them on top.

"I'll put your socks in this bottom drawer, okay?" I said, drawing his attention to the fact that I was bent over at the waste, slowly opening the drawer. In this position my skirt no longer simply showed a lot of leg, my bum was now on display, only a thong guarding my modesty. I heard a quiet gasp as Michael turned and caught sight of me. I remained in that position, slowly packing various pairs of socks into the drawer, my rear end wiggling with my movement. From the silence behind me it was clear that Michael was transfixed.

"Do you like what you see, Michael?"

I straightened up and turned to look at him.

"I....what?" he asked, his face bright red.

"The room, do you like it?"

"Oh, yes! Yes, it's great, perfect!"

"Good, I'm sure you'll be comfortable. If there's anything you need for me or would like me to show you, just ask," I said, savouring his discomfort. "Okay, I'll let you get settled in and see you downstairs. We'll be having dinner in about an hour"

"Great, great, thanks!" He gasped, sitting down on the bed. I decided I had teased the poor boy enough for now. I gathered my panties and moved towards the door, deliberately letting a nice white french-cut pair fall to the floor. Would he tell me or not? Not, apparently, I thought to myself, smiling as I pulled the door almost closed. He couldn't have missed them me dropping them, I guess he felt he had a use for them.

As I walked downstairs I felt a bit of a flush myself. The act of exposing myself to that young man and his reaction had given me such a thrill as I hadn't experienced in a while.

I reached the bottom of the stairs to find Gerald pacing around the hall. 

"Gerald?" I enquired.

"I'm sure I've forgotten something. I know I'll be halfway to the airport when I remember it."

My husband in this mode was quite the mood killer.

"Gerald, I packed everything you need, and I assure you I haven't forgotten anything."

"Yes, well...yes...of course. Of course you haven't. Sorry darling, you know I get nervous before I travel. " His eyes travelled up and down my body. "You're not exactly calming me down, dressed like that."

His hand reached around me, sliding up under my skirt to squeeze a cheek.

"You have a plane to catch."

"I know, maybe if we do it quickly, you've got me so excited I'll take no time."

Gerald clearly was nervous if he thought his talk of how quickly he could finish was likely to entice me. Nevertheless I moved my hand to the front of his trousers and felt him hard and throbbing. I slowly unzipped him and reached in to pull his stiff little cock out.

"Well, maybe if you do it quickly, " I said, running my hand up and down, caressing his hardness.

"Oh yes...." he moaned, his eyes closing as I quickened my pace, his hips slightly thrusting into my hand. He was right, this wouldn't take long.

"No, wait!" He gasped, his eyes popping wide open, realising what was about to happen. His realisation was too late though, his cock was throbbing in my hand and he was not going to get the goodbye fuck he had wanted. 

"Oh my, " I almost laughed, my hand still rubbing back and forward as cock began to spurt into the air. "Oh, you came so quickly" 

I had to admit, the power of his eruption had surprised me.

"Ooh, there's a good boy, "I cooed, milking the last drops from his wilting cock, the head already disappearing into my fist. It was barely 30 seconds since I had pulled his little prick from his trousers.

Gerald slowly recovered and looked at me strangely as he tidied himself away. 'You came so quickly' was not exactly the kind of thing any man liked to hear. 'There's a good boy' was even worse, almost humiliating, like a mother indulging her spoiled son. I smiled at him innocently before looking down at the floor. 

"I suppose I had better get that cleaned up before Michael sees it. My word, such a mess, I think I'll need a mop."

That made Gerald smile at least. 

"But darling, what about you?" he asked, as if it would help

"Oh don't worry about me sweetie, I'll manage." With that a car horn sounded outside. "Sounds like David is here to take you away from me."

With that there was nothing for it but for Gerald to carry his bags out and say his goodbyes. All the while he had an odd look on his face. I supposed it might be the look of a man realising he'd left his voluptuously attractive wife alone for the summer with nothing more for a keepsake than a load of cum on her hall floor and the memory of a thirty second handjob.

Now that one little prick is out of my hair, I can concentrate on teasing the other little prick, was the thought that popped into my head. I felt slightly guilty at that. Did I really think of my husband as a little prick? Was it fair to think of him or his nephew that way, just because they have, or may have in Michael's case, small penises? I suppose we women do judge men unfairly, just as men do for women. They can't help having tiny cocks, any more than some women can help having small breasts.

I made my way quietly upstairs, wondering if Michael was making use of those panties. Tip-toeing along the hall, I pressed my ear to his door. Unless I was very much mistaken the rhythmic shuffling noise and desperate panting was the sound of a young man approaching a solitary release. I should really have left him to finish his business, shouldn't I? But where's the fun in that? Besides, with any luck my own little bit of teasing fun would give him sufficient thrill to inspire numerous episodes of lonely self-abuse.

I moved a few steps back down the corridor turned and this time purposefully stepped down the corridor towards the spare room door.

"Michael?" I called, trying to suppress a grin as I heard the unmistakable commotion of a boy desperately trying to cover himself and avoid the ultimate embarassment, that of being caught masturbating by an older lady relative. I threw the door open in time to see him flopping onto the bed, his face flushed bright red.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you?" I asked, my face a picture of innocence.

"Uh..."

"I probably should have knocked, I know teenage boys like their privacy. I guess I'm just not used to it. Myself and the twins aren't really bothered about that kind of thing. In fact, the three of us would probably walk about naked half the time if Gerald wasn't such an old stick-in-the-mud!" I said, laughing happily. Michael looked like he was about to faint.

"Anyway, listen to me prattling on again. I was just wondering, did I leave a pair of knickers in here? I'm still missing a pair and I thought maybe I'd dropped them when I took the rest." Michael now looked like he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Um, I don't think....", he mumbled, trailing off as I sank to my knees and bent over, my eyes scanning the floor around his bed. In this position my large breasts were beautifully on display, liable to pop out of their confines at any moment. 

"Ah, there they are," I said, lunging forward and reaching under the bed to where Michael had apparently thrown them in his panic. Michael tensed as I placed my hand on his leg for support, sliding upward towards his crotch as I leaned in under the bed. How much more of this could he take, I wondered.

As I slowly moved back I rubbed the crotch of the french knickers, unmistakably damp where Michael's precum had rubbed off while he wanked. 

"Oh, these are wet....", I said, looking up at Michael. He did not meet my gaze. His eyes were locked on my chest, where lo and behold and unsurprisingly, the strap on my right shoulder had slipped down onto my arm. My right nipple was now poking out over the top of my dress. That was the final straw. Michael sat there, stiff as a board, desperately trying not to cry outm his hands gripping the sheets either side of his legs. I gazed in fascination as a large damp patch spread across the front of his trousers. The poor boy was exploding into his pants without even touching himself, the sight of my large breast enough to cause him to spurt what appeared to be a gallon of cum. This titanic eruption seemed to go on for a minute but no doubt it was no more than a few seconds. Young boys can cum a lot, but there are limits!

As Michael's moment of crisis passed he began to come to his senses. I decided then that it was far too early in our relationship for him to have to deal with ejaculating in front of me. Time to pass it off like nothing happened then.

"Ah, it did rain earlier when I had the window open to air the room. The floor must be damp where they landed." I stood up, absent mindedly readjusting my strap, covering myself.

"Righto, join me downstairs when you're settled, I'm making us a nice italian dish, " I said, beaming at Michael, acting for all the world like I was completely unaware that he'd just ejaculated in front of me while staring at my breasts. 

"Ok, I'll be right down then!" He said, looking up at me, completely taken in, the relief on his face palpable.

I turned and strolled out of the room, moving the panties imperceptibly towards my nose. Imagine, I made him cum without touching him, without him even touching himself. My body thrilled with the thought of it. This was going to be a very interesting and very fun summer!