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Mother's  Dream

By: ifucan



I have never told this story to anyone before, but since it is a favorite memory of mine I thought I would share it. I have relived it several times in my mind as I bring myself to another climax over again.

Several years ago my husband left me and our son to our own as he traveled from one woman to the next. Not that I regret it now, but then it was very hurtful. I raised my son the best I could and tried to show him all the love I had to make up for his dad's short comings. As Donnie grew I saw the changes in him from a boy growing into a man. I noticed on occasions the swell in his jeans,( I know a mother is not supposed to look but I couldn't help myself), it was very noticeable. I once walked in on him masturbating and was immediately shocked, embarrassed, and hypnotized. I guess I stared longer than I should have before I said excuse me and left. As wrong as it was I couldn't get the image out of my mind or the wetness it brought to my mound.

One Friday night Donnie was getting ready to leave for a weekend camping trip with his friend and his friends dad. I planned to go out that evening with a co-worker for drinks and ( in my mind) hopefully more.

"Mom are you sure you will be alright?" Donnie ask me. "I am sure, I am going out with Bill tonight for a drink. I will be fine, enjoy your weekend." I told him. 

"Bill from your work, really Mom!"

" It has been along time since I have been out." I retorted.

" Ok then suit yourself but he is a real loser if you ask me. I will see you Sunday afternoon." Donnie said, then kissed me on the cheek and out the door he went.

I was just getting ready to take a shower and get dressed for my date when the phone rang. "Hello" I said, "Sally this is Bill, I am sorry but I have to cancel tonight." and click he hung the f****ing phone up on me. I slammed the phone down and started to call him back. but decided to hell with him. I walked into the den, to the bar and got out the tequila and took a shot. After the shock of the first shot I took another. I sat there a moment being very pissed off then I thought who needs Bill, I can go out on my own. So I grabbed a bottle of White Zen Fidel and headed to the tub, stopped in my bedroom for some candles and to my bath I went.

I adjusted the water temperature and added some bubble bath. I stripped out of my clothes, pored a glass of wine, lit the candles and crawled into the tub. The water was a little to warm but I sank down into the foaming water feeling it caress my butt and thighs. I leaned back in the tub and felt the water rising up on my body. I took a long drink from my wine and thought of how my plans had been spoiled. But I made myself a promise Bill would never know what he missed or would he ever have another chance at it. I needed to feel a man so bad, my whole body needed a hard cock. I had not had sex in so long my entire existence craved the satisfaction a cock could bring it.

I leaned forward, turned the water off, poured myself another glass of wine, and as I leaned back my hand slid up my leg then rested on my clit. As I took another drink of wine my fingers began a slow circular motion on my clit. I began to think of how it would have been later that night. My mind began to wonder as my fingers busily traced around and into my pussy. Out of nowhere came the image of Donnie grasping his hard cock, larger than I thought it should be, larger than his fathers for sure. How I wished I had touched it, felt it, and helped him to shoot his load. As I imagined stroking it my fingers dove into me, first 1, then 2, and now I am forcing a third into my wanton hole. I can envision his hard cock throbbing in my hand as he is about to unload I rest the head of his cock between my lips as the first stream squirts past my lips to my tonsils, then the second squirt, and then the third, filling my mouth to overflowing with cum. As the fourth squirt hits me in the face my own climax hits me shaking my body like a rag doll.

Feeling ashamed I rinsed off and dried myself. Thinking to myself I shouldn't think of things like that, but they are just thoughts and fantasies. 

Grabbing my glass and the bottle of wine, I head to my bedroom. I sit on the edge of the bed, turn on the dim light of my lamp, took another long drink of wine, and then lay back on the bed. I begin to think of my orgasm and how wonderful it felt, I opened my towel and began to once again masturbate imaging Donnie's hard cock. After another mind blowing orgasm I fell asleep.

I begin to dream of Donnie's hard dick watching him stroke it. I feel his hands begin to caress my breasts, and he rubs his erect cock on my nipples. His free hand moves down my stomach, between my thighs, and he pushes 2 fingers into me. It feels so good, watching him stroke that lovely man meat excites me to no limit as his fingers drive me higher. I am reaching my third orgasm when I realize I am not dreaming.

I open my eyes and there is Donnie stroking his beautiful cock and his fingers inside me. I begin to shutter as I cum again and again. Then the wondrous fireworks be gin as he starts shooting his load on me. One fantastic stream of cum after another covering me in his warm sticky cum.

"Donnie!" I cry out as he cums, then he places his cock against my lips and I suck him in as he squirts one last time. Tasting his seed as it squirts in my mouth, warm and salty, sucking him dry. I feel a warm glow in me, my face glowing, not knowing if it is shame or just wanton desire. I know I must find out..................

Mother's Dreams



This is the story of a Mother who suddenly found she wanted something different from her life.

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First of all there is the question of what Mother did in her past... Did she start at University, experimenting, finding that she liked being in control of both men and women? Did she enjoy the sensation of lowering her pussy onto a willing servants mouth and having him or her lick her to ecstasy? Also there's the question of how Mother got her fetish from, the one for stockings and heels? Did she fall under the influence of a strict female professor, one that dressed very severely, who made Mother bend over her desk and receive her cane over the back of her short skirt?

Then after she has her Son, finding herself alone raising the teenage boy the best she can, under pressure from work and disappointed by a series of forgettable dates... She starts to have flashes in her mind, back to the days she thought she'd left behind... Then one day it happens. He's 19, attending University. She goes to a drama performance being given by her Son and his fellow students. It is some interpretive theatre, but at one point, her Son, stripped with his shirt off is held down against a post and made to watch a dance unfold in front of him. All of a sudden she forgets the 'story' and where she is... Him being held there, restrained, suddenly makes her tingle like she hasn't in a long time. That night, she returns home and frigs herself off hard and fast, needing the cum as quickly as she can get it. That image burned into her brain.

The next day she goes out to the shops at lunch. She walks into M&S, smiling at how the letters reversed make her think of something quite different and buys three pairs of stockings, two black, one tan, symbols of the way she now feels. On the way back she passes a shoe shop and spies a pair of patent black leather shoes with a three inch heel. She hasn't worn anything that high for years. The Mother can't stop herself and walks in to try them on. She relishes how tall they make her, how good her legs and ass look. She retrieves her credit card and buys them, these are important now, her weapons, her badges of her status.

That evening before her Son returns from college she finds a shorter skirt to show off her legs. She rolls on the stockings, the touch of the nylon making her wet. Admiring herself in the mirror in her new heels, confident, empowered and soooo turned on. When her Son arrives home it has the desired effect. His mouth is open as he looks at his Mother in a new light. Mother appreciates this, even flirting with him a little, but surprises herself with the feeling she gets when she instructs him to tidy his room. A later conversation drifts by her as he talks about his coursework, in her head the Mother is working out the best place to tie him up, overpower him, have her worship him and it scares her when she realises, but... she knows that tonight, the orgasm she'll have will be incredible...

And that night Mother cums as hard as she has all her life... in her thoughts she is sat in her armchair in the living room, her legs spread wide over each leg. Her Son is naked save for his black collar, the lead for which is entwined in her fingers. Her tan stockinged legs rub against his cheeks as he comes up for air, kissing the insides of her thighs. But then she is needy, she wants to cum badly and her Son feels his Mother's fingers push against the back of his head and his lips and tongue crush back against her hungry pussy. Mother lets the cum build within her, her finger being her Son's tongue, flicking and twisting her clit, the pressure rises and soon she can't contain herself... Mother cums against her Son's face, moaning with pleasure as the feeling takes her over and over and over...

Mother feels great the next morning. She gets to work earlier, finishes quicker, more efficient, more decisive, she feels more in control, a little giddy at times, but excited. Mother returns home and scouts her surroundings. As she click-clacks in her heels through the house she makes certain assessments. Her Son couldn't be tied up in the armchairs of the living room, but could be restrained on the kitchen chairs, his hands and legs bound by stockings or cuffs. Mother steadies herself on the kitchen table as she stares, hand drifting to her pussy. Her Son, bound, naked, his young smooth muscular chest rising up and down in anticipation. Mother stands in the kitchen licking a wooden spoon covered in honey, letting it drip on to her fingers. She dresses in a tight white blouse and leather skirt, black stockings and heels, black leather gloves. A fetish version of Nigella Lawson, a domestic goddess.

Mother pastes the honey on her Son's chest and then leans in to lick it off, her tongue sliding slowly over his chest, he gasps, breathing shallow. Mother then lets her wooden spoon drip the honey onto the tip of his erect cock. It slips down the sides of his penis as the cold viscous liquid makes him shudder. Mother licks her red lips. Should she give him what he wants? The choice is hers to make. But, oh, look at the size of him... Mother drops to her knees and lets her mouth engulf his penis, sucking on the sweet stalk enjoying his cries, knowing how long she can keep him on the edge...

And then suddenly he's home and the spell is broken... But today Son wants to stay nearer to his Mother, he's sneaking glances at her legs again and Mother begins to make a cup of tea... but then, she's in the bathroom, hands on her pussy, rubbing with such urgency and back in the kitchen, the domme Mother rides her Son to another earth shattering orgasm...

The following day Mother chooses a pencil skirt she hasn't worn for years, her stockings have seams, something she hasn't done since her student days. Underneath she wears a white body shaper, the closest thing to a corset she owns... at present. Mother wants to feel constricted, smart and in control. Her hair is tied back into a bun... it feels exhilarating to have everything neat, tidy and yet all restrained, a ticking clock, a time bomb.

At work, Mother tries to up her efficiency, but her fantasies interfere. She calls in an executive on her team to take notes. He arrives polite and a little nervous at her appearance. Mother feels the rush surge through her again and swishhhh go her stockings as she crosses her legs. She notices him blush and decides that she likes this game. Mother makes the point of crossing her legs four or five times in the during the brief meeting, occasionally mapping her Son's face on to the young man in the suit.

After he leaves she feels the need to do something, anything and quickly finishes up the rest of her tasks for the day, her bosom heaving with need and expectation, restrained by the body shaper. On arriving home she goes straight to the computer and looks up corset suppliers, Mother loves the feeling constrained, the potential energy waiting to be unleashed, she is a present to be unwrapped, a tiger in a beautiful cage. Finding one that suits her needs she plumps for red leather, the attention-grabbing beauty of the piece is exquisite, just right for getting the looks she craves.

Next she needs boots, devilish, tall and commanding. She stumbles on theatrical costuming sites and then a plan forms in her mind... Could she actually do what she's thinking? Reaching for spare paper, Mother prints off a page of boots from a supplier, leather, PVC, black, white, red. Standing up, she nervously holds the print out and leaves her study.

Her Son is doing his college work on the kitchen table. Swishhh Mother sits down next to him. Her explanation is light-hearted, a Christmas party, a pantomime theme, she's thinking about boots, above the knee, thigh-high boots, but which ones should she get? Her Son looks at her quizzically and then smiles as he considers the print out. Mother watches him carefully, breathing deeply, so tight and constrained, but oh so alive. He settles on a pair of black, thigh-high boots, shiny leather, three inch heel. They both joke nervously and Mother thanks him. Rushing back to the computer she orders them immediately knowing that once they've been ordered she will have to model them for him.

It is done... Mother locks the door and eases the pencil skirt down, stepping out of it she quickly unbuttons her blouse and lets it drop to the floor. her hands snake down to her sex and Mother imagines herself in the corset and the boots parading around her Son's bedroom, he is naked stood before her. Mother stalks around her Son before falling back on to his bed. She pokes at a dirty pair of boxer shorts with her riding crop, tossing them on to the floor. Her Son scurries over and drops them into his hamper. Mother mock scowls at him and clicks her fingers ordering him to her side. As she lies back on her Son's bed, the bedroom reeking with hormones, sweat, relishing the feeling of teenage sap. He laps at her boots, his tongue shining the black leather, attentive. Mother looks down and spies his erection, his cock hard, fully engorged.

As Mother strokes her open pussy in the sanctity of her study, her Son licks her pussy in his bedroom. The tongue snakes around her labia, just she like she trained him. It flicks over her clit, back and forth, sending shocks of pleasure through his Mistress Mother's body. Mother writhes on the bed gasping with the pleasure of her Son's incestuous lapping. She encourages him, telling him things she never dared tell him... a little higher... a little faster, not to stop... he mustn't stop, Mother spurs him on, makes him work her tongue faster, leans forward to grab his head and bring him closer and closer and closer and OHHH...

Downstairs her Son looks up as hears the noise, the first time he's heard his Mother cum... and his erection grows more and more urgent...

To be continued...



Mother's Dreams Ch. 02



The following evening, Mother came up with a naughty idea. Her Son having returned from college liked to take a shower in the evenings. Biding her time, the sexy older woman waited until her Son had turned on the shower. She crept upstairs, placing her high heels on the floor. He had turned on the radio as usual - perfect!

Turning the bathroom handle, Mother carefully padded into the room. With just them in the house, her Son didn't bother locking the door. The steam in the room was pretty thick. She could make out the sillhouette of her 19 year old Son washing himself. The Mother paused and considered her would-be slave. A wicked smile crossed her lips.

Then Mother remembered the task in hand. She turned to the towel rack and the bathroom floor and gathered all of her Son's clothes and the towel. Smirking to herself, Mother padded out of the bathroom in her stockinged feet, gently closing the door.

Quickly making her way across the landing, Mother dumped her Son's belongings into her wardrobe and then tiptoed out and slid her black stilettos back on. She opened her bedroom door and sat on the edge of her bed, crossing her long legs and pretending to look at a magazine.

A few moments later, the door to the bathroom opened and out stepped her Son. His chest glistened with moisture, water dripped from his face, shoulders, nipples. He brushed his dark hair back, Mother watched with mock surprise as her eyes travelled down to his penis. Thick, dark, framed by his pubic hair beautifully, droplets hanging from his foreskin.

Mother swallowed, a little nervously and then turned to her Son, he was looking with confusion at an empty airing cupboard. She pushed her breasts forward beneath the thin blouse.

"Son? Is everything alright?"

Her Son jumped and instinctively covered himself with his hand.

"What happened to all my stuff?"

"I had to put the washing on..."

Her Son nodded and then looked up, wearing a quizzical expression.

"Um, the washing machine isn't on, I can't hear it."

Mother bit her lip. "Your Mother hasn't started it yet."

"Oh..."

"You can uncover yourself, it's nothing I haven't seen before."

Her Son's hands remain where they are for a second and looking at his Mother's gaze - commanding without being harsh - he lifted his hands up. Mother's mouth opens a little as she studied the shape of her Son's heavy cock, his balls bunched pleasantly beneath. 

"I... I think I have some underwear for you."

Mother uncrossed her legs and then went across to the drawer. She walked slowly and steadily knowing his eyes would be on her, on her pert ass, this incredible sensual presence in his, their, home. 

Mother retrieved a pair of underwear that she knew would please her.

The pants are tiny, a boy's navy blue fronts. Mother pinched them at either side and slowly walked towards her Son. Shaking his wet fringe away, he coughs and laughs. Mother raised her eyebrows and addressed her Son quietly and firmly.

"They're all you have clean. Now... put them on."

Taking the pants from his Mother, the Son bent forward, getting an eyeful of his Mother's legs and then, duitifully pulled the pants up.

The Mother tried convey an air of maternal authority, but inside her pulse raced. She leaned forward, close to her Son's body, still warm and smelling fresh from the shower and with her manicured fingers she gently tugged at the pants that revealed her Son's impressive bulge so well. 

Her fingers were inches away from his cock, that appeared to be hardening in the tight material. 

"There we go. You can run along now."

Her Son nodded and turned for his bedroom. Mother was astounded at what had happened, controlling her excitement as her Son's cute ass walked away from her, covered by the thinly stretched material. 

The burning in her pussy flared and she thought about returning to her room to frig herself there and then... Then Mother relented, realising she could get more out of the situation.

She called her Son back and he appeared at the doorway to his bedroom, towelling his hair with a spare t-shirt.

It was then, with the same quiet authority that the Mother announced she'd be replacing all of his old clothes with new ones and that he was to bring ALL his clothes down to the kitchen so she could bag them. Her Son's protests, mainly surrounding a few favourite t-shirts fell on deaf ears. The Mother simply put her hands on her hips and bent her knee out slightly, emerging from beneath the black skirt.

"I have improved my appearance... you will do the same."

Five minutes later the beautiful, calculating Mother sat crossed legged on her kitchen table, her skirt riding high up her thighs. She felt glorious.

Her Son, naked save for the pants, emphasising his now full bulge, brought a pile of old clothes to the table.

She smiled as he put the clothes down and stood before her, her stiletto heel dangling from the toe of her foot.

"Good boy." She smiled.

The following morning, Mother awoke breathless from her dreams. Her Son had been fucking her slowly from behind in a mirrored palace. She laid across an altar, ass in the air, moaning with deep pleasure as their reflections shone through the hallway. Her fingers had gripped the stone as her Son penetrated her deeper and more thoroughly than ever before. The tip of his cock had nudged at her womb as if eager to return to the place he'd emerged from. Her cries echoed as the pleasure intensified. And then her Son had cum for his Queen. His cock throbbed violently as the cum erupted inside her. It sprayed all through her and it didn't stop... the cum filled her, it began to run back out of her pussy. The semen flowed down across her exquisite black stockings, splashed all over the black shiny leather of her spiked heels. Her own orgasm tore through her as she twisted on the stone tablet, cum starting to splatter against the reflective glass.

As reality broke back in to view, the Mother was exhausted from her dream. Pushing the duvet from her body she smiled as she realised how warm it was. The night before she'd turned the heating up to full. Her fingers moved down to her pussy and she fingered the moistness, mind drifting back to her semen splattered incestuous orgasm. As the Mother fingered herself she heard her the voice of her Son... he was calling her from downstairs.

The Mother dressed in the black satin gown she'd bought and slipped on a pair of black marabou slippers. By the kitchen table stood her Son dressed only in the tight pants she had given him to wear. She admired his ass for a second before seeing the package he'd placed on the table. She feigned misunderstanding about why the heating was so warm, instead she concentrated on the parcel.

She recognised it as the costume she had ordered for the fake party she had lied to her Son about. 

Fingering the package with a lascivious smile, she told her Son that her costume had arrived. She then intimated she may need help trying it on. As the Mother scooped up the package, her Son felt himself hardening in his tight underwear once more.

Mother showered quickly, excited by the treasures in store. It was hard to keep her fingers from her eager cunt. Wrapping herself back in the gown, the Mother opened the door and saw her Son holding the package she had left on the bed by her bedroom door. He stood holding it in two hands like an attentive butler, eyes straight ahead. Mother smiled and drifted past him.

"Come along then..."

He made short work of the packaging as the Mother dropped her gown. Looking up he almost gasped at the sight of his Mother's naked body framed in the morning light. Reaching into the drawer she pulled out the scantiest pair of panties she owned, black, lacy, definitely racy. She stepped into them and then turned to her Son. 

She put her hands on her hips, his eyes transfixed by her milky white breasts. She instructed him to lay out the outfit on the bed.

Her Son's cock grew harder as he laid out the costume. The outfit was entitled 'Wicked Stepmother'. 

It was in black leather, yet surprisingly light. Then there came the boots, just like the ones he had picked out. Dark, shiny, all the way to the thigh. 

Mother praised her Son and then removed her stockings and suspender belt from the drawer. She carefully fixed the belt around her waist and then straighted out the stocking. Her Son stood by her bed, hands behind his back, cock bulging proudly as the Mother drew the black stockings up each of her elegant legs, smiling at her Son as she did each. Her fingers buckled the dark nylon to each of the clips and then pulled the dress off the chair. Mother stepped into the long, black leather dress and then coughed for her Son's attention. He hurried over and duitifully zipped up the back. Then her Son pulled down the boots and Mother stepped her dark, nyloned legs into them. Once more the Son pulled up the zips.

It was then his Mother was transformed. Delighted she walked to the mirror with poise and grace, admiring the effect of the leather. Her breasts were bunched nicely in the dress, her ass and legs looked magnificent. As she looked in the mirror her Son urgently fingered the bulge in his pants. As she turned, she strode towards her Son and placed one finger on his young chest.

"Kneel before your Queen."



Mother's Dreams Ch. 03



After that day, that fateful day when a Son had knelt in front of his Mother's beauty, everything was different.

To the outside observer, they were a normal Mother and Son. One would go to work, the other to college. They would return home and the curtains would close. However inside a fundamental change had taken place.

Mother wore nylons all the time now, even at the weekends. Her Son would wake to her busying herself over the kitchen or living room, hair immaculate, make-up exquisite, stockings in place, high heels on, to her Son the perfect domestic goddess, in fact the perfect goddess in every way. 

Not that he had it easy. His chores were numerous, he now did more than half of the house work. His dress had changed too. The blue pants that Mother had used to so characterise his transformation were now well worn in. He loved the way his erect cock bulged in them. Sometimes Mother would ask him to go completely naked. He obeyed. He knew he was making her happy and enjoyed it. In the meantime his cock stood proud and full, while his sexy, gorgeous Mum sashayed around the house, every floor her personal catwalk. Every night he went to bed bursting with cum, balls aching and every night he sprayed his seed all over his sheets, while in the other room his Mother gasped and cried out as her own orgasm tore through her. They had found a new way to live, an exciting, tense and extraordinary arrangement. 

Mother for her part had had her dreams increase numerously. She dreamed of being gang-fucked by her Son and his clones. She commanded them and took their seed, becoming pregnant to carry her new generation of servants. In the meantime she loved the change in herself, the change in her Son. His grades had improved, there was every chance he would go to a better university. It made her happy to seem him do well, but also to see him perform for her... There still existed the physical barrier and in every way her guilt still ran deep. She longed to touch that young body, fulfill the dreams to their extent, but she knew that the future she imagined she would have little control over. Better this way, feed her fetish, let her Son idolise her and be out of reach to him and yet... This was the conflict that raged inside this sexually potent woman.

The deciding moment came quite suddenly and yet seemed natural. One night, Son was laying on the floor of his bedroom, wearing nothing but his boy pants. He was doing his homework, working out some very difficult maths problems. Mother was sat at her dresser legs crossed, black stockings matched with a pink satin robe. On her feet were pink, peep-hole toe stilettos. Every now and then she caught her son spying on her legs and she recrossed them for him, letting the nylon slide with a satisfying scratch across her thigh. His curiosity was piqued by his utterly feminine Mother, as slowly as he could he rubbed his bulge across the bedroom floor as he faked concentration on the maths. 

The mischievous side of Mother took over and she slowly turned on her chair and planted a stilettoed foot on her Son's backside. 

"Hey!" he exclaimed and turned his head towards her, grinning.

The Mother kept on, toeing and sticking her heels into his bottom. She giggled as he writhed on the floor and then took delight in sticking her toe between his open legs. As the Mother nudged the soft covered flesh of her Son's balls he gasped and tried to giggle. His cock began to ache as he felt the shoe between his nethers. The Son decided to take a gamble and flipped his whole body over so he lay on his back. Mother laughed with surprise and renewed her assault. Resting one stiletto on her Son's belly, she pressed with the other foot on to his erect cock, spongy but thick in the blue material. Mother began to work the restrained prick with her foot. Her Son's chuckling had been replaced with a groaning and telling his Mother 'yes'. Mother shuffled her feet over his cock, toed his balls, gave him little kicks and cooed and teased at him as if he was a child.

It was all too much for the 19 year old with a raging need and aching loins. Mother felt the cock pulse, jump and slowly a dark pool spread over the blue cotton. She looked at her Son's face, teeth gritted, eyes wide and she bit her lip. His cock jerked out of the top of his pants and the sticky, white cum crept over his tummy, splashing onto her pink stiletto.

She had made him cum... The Mother, the bad, wicked Mother with such thoughts in her head had actually, physically made her Son cum! Her stomach twisted, a thousand possibilities rushed in front of her. A broken home, her Son leaving... Yet he made no effort to move, instead he stared at her. Did he fear her retaliation? No it had been an accident, but yet, if she could take control...

"Oh look at the mess you've made!" Mother told him. "Pull those up and go to the bathroom!" Her Son paused a second as his Mother lifted her feet and he scrambled up. Mouth open, he turned to look at her. "Go and run a bath. And... wait, wait for me." The Son thought about it and then went, he was still disorientated after his cum.

Trying to shake off the dizzying effect of the orgasm, Son quickly drew the bath, the stickiness of his semen rubbing uncomfortably inside his underwear. As steam filled the white tiled bathroom Son turned and stood up straight as he heard his Mother's heels click-clack on the bathroom floor.

She stood before him in the steam of the bathroom dressed in a white latex blouse that pushed her full breasts together invitingly. Her skirt ended mid-thigh in black latex. Deep tan stockings were pulled tightly over her legs while her shoes were a deep red with four inch stiletto heels, the colour matched her lipstick. On each arm, pulled taught were black latex gloves, past the elbow. Her hair was worn up, pulled into a bun. She strutted towards him and once more her Son's balls began to tingle.

"Well, well, well... Looks like we're going to have to get a dirty little boy clean!" Mother leaned over in front of her Son and turned off the taps, making sure she gave an ample view of her ass in the stretched latex. Straightening once more she faced her teenage Son. Smiling at him, she caressed his cheek. "Filthy, filthy boy... let's get those off."

Mother pulled his pants down and saw the sticky mess that covered her Son's cock and matted his pubic hair. She pulled the pants down and had him step out of them. Lifting them to her face she inhaled deeply and smiled as she saw the look on his face. Throwing the underwear into a corner, she bent down and took a deep breath. Reaching out with latex fingers, Mother touched her Son's cock.

She wrapped the fingers around the reddened prick, smeared her black gloves with the white liquid. She blew cool air on the cock and listened to her Son's moan. Mother lifted her cum covered fingers to her Son's mouth. She told him to suck the fingers and the stunned young man obeyed sucking each latex covered finger clean, his own cum tasting odd in his mouth. Once more, Mother's guilt rose... what a thing to have done! Yet... the control was so, so electric!

Ordering her Son into the bath Mother fetched a sponge from the cupboard. He sat in the bath, hands by his sides looking up at her as her breasts loomed down and came close to his face. Her smile was comforting to her Son, but also strangely compelling. She reached into the bath and wetted the sponge, spilling the contents all down her Son's back. Her hands worked smoothly but firmly all over his back, shoulders and then down his chest. Her Son leaned back as the Mother began to work on his cock. She ran the sponge over the top of it, gently swirling it around his pubic hair. Mother then delicately lifted her Son's penis and scrubbed the underneath. His cock stiffened at her touch, blood rushing back to the cock. She hummed with delight and then carefully pulled his foreskin back revealing the bulbous head. She then moved her hand down to the base and back up. Her Son moaned with delight. Time stood still in that suburban bathroom as a Mother, a dream in latex, an ultimate fetish fixation wanked her Son. The pleasure flowed in both directions, the splashing of the water glittering on Mother's outfits like diamonds. Both were in ecstasy. 

Then the control surge began once more and Mother relinquished her grip. Though her Son was disappointed, Mother knew what she wanted. She went back for a large, white, fluffy towel and opened it out. Her Son got out of the bath and walked towards her, cock pointing upwards fast. The Mother embraced her Son and began to towel him down, she caressed and cuddled him, this new bond felt so right! Mother nuzzled her Son's neck.

"You're still a dirty boy," she whispered.

Laying the towel on the floor, she told her Son to lay back once more. It felt so good to see him there beneath her. Lifting up the black latex skirt, she knelt down by her Son and spread her thighs so he could see her naked pussy framed by her damp stockingtops. Leaning over she gripped the base of her Son's cock once more and this time let her deep red lips slide gratefully over his prick. Her Son cried out with deep pleasure as his Mother fellated him. She sucked hungrily, deeply and lovingly. When her Son began to cry for his Mother, she lifted her mouth off and regripped the base. 

This time she was not gentle. She shook and wanked her shocked Son with a wild fury. He jerked and bucked under the attack, shouting at her, obscenities and curses. She responded in kind. 

"Dirty boy, you dirty little shit, all that filthy cum stored up for your Mother, make it cum, make it spill, make it cum for your Mistress!" 

It was too much for the Son and his semen erupted over his body, the floor and his Mother, shiny, commanding and utterly gorgeous.



Mothers Dreams Cum True



2:47 AM. Sally Ireland threw the covers back from her naked body. The dream had woken her again. The same dream that she had been having on again and off again for several months.

It was always the same. She was walking down a long hallway. In the distance she could hear the sounds of lust filled moaning. As she walked she would allow her robe to open and fall to the floor. Finally she would reach the closed bedroom door and stand outside listening to the heated sounds of a couple making love. 

Carefully she would open the door. She could see a woman lying on the bed, her legs suspended over the shoulders of a young muscular male. She could not see who he was but she somehow knew the woman she was looking at was herself. 

She gazed down his back over his flexing ass and could easily see his massive cock sliding in and out of a very wet pussy. The woman was moaning loudly and in her dream Sally eased up on the bed behind the young man leaning down between his parted legs to lick his juice coated shaft as it slid out of the woman.

“Oh fuck I’m cumming”, she would hear the woman announce and that was where the dream would end. 

Sally rolled over and sat up on the edge of her bed. Reaching over she turned the light on and let her eyes adjust. She looked at the full-length mirror and stared at herself for a few moments. It was not that she was unattractive. Sally could have her choice of most men she knew. At 5’6” 120 pounds Sally was still in very good shape. Green eyes and full lips accented her straight blonde hair. Her 36D cup tits hardly sagged. The scar of her C-section when her son was born was barely visible due in part to a very skilled doctor and years of working out.

The thirty-nine year old woman was widowed early in her marriage when her husband, a marine, was killed in a training exercise over seas. Since then she had kept her attention focused on raising their son, Eric. 

Before he died Sally and her husband had a very active sex life. They had even been involved in swinging and he enjoyed the fact that his wife was bisexual. But his death changed all that. Sally thought she had buried her sexual nature with her husband but now years later it seemed her depraved urges were awakening. 

Sliding her hands up her belly, Sally cupped her breasts then rubbed her sensitive nipples and areola. Her head tilted back as she pinched them then allowed her right hand to ease between her legs. She could feel her tight pussy was wet from the dream she had. 

Sliding the nightstand open she looked at the various dildos and vibrators she had collected via mail order the last several months. After selecting a G-spot vibrator she lay back on her bed and eased the curved shaft into her pussy. She would do it again. She would bring herself to yet another unsatisfying orgasm but it would at least be temporary relief. 

Sally moaned as she worked the sex toy in and out of her hot cunt.

“How long can this go on”, she asked herself as she fucked herself harder. These imitations would not do much longer. She needed a man and she needed one soon. 

Twenty- year old Eric Ireland stood in the kitchen looking out the window over the sink into the large back yard. 

“Damn, if she wasn’t my mother”, he thought to himself as he watched his mother gardening. As she was on her knees bent over, the short cut off jean shorts she was wearing had ridden up and exposed the bottom of both ass cheeks. 

Eric could not help but reach into his shorts and grasp his eight-inch tool. He was having mental images of his mom naked as he screwed her from behind. 

It was wrong to think that way but then it wasn’t his fault she was so beautiful and sexy. Living with her under the same roof did not help matters and as of late he noticed his mother wearing less and less clothing around the house and yard. 

He had never thought of her in a sexual manner until almost a year ago when he found out his best friend was having sex with his stepmother. That triggered his own nasty thoughts but then sex with your step-mom is one thing. Sex with your real mother is something else. None the less he could not help but fantasize about what it would be like.

Eric also knew that not unlike himself his mother masturbated frequently. He discovered her collection of sexual aide’s one day while she was at work and as he was searching for a pair of scissors. He remembered thinking how bad she must have it to need such a number of sex toys. He also found himself a bit jealous that those male replacements were getting into the love chamber he wished to be in himself.

As he watched his mother from the window Eric began to wonder how he could possibly have a chance to get her in bed. “If only she did not have those damn dildos”, he thought to himself. If they were not available to her he might just have a chance. Eric watched as she turned and could see her large breasts jiggle through her loose top. God what he would give to have them wrapped around his cock he thought as he pulled his shorts aside and jerked himself. 

It was then that a plan began to form in his mind. He did not know if it would work. She might even become angry with him for trying. The problem was he could not resist the thought that there might be a slight chance of fucking her. It certainly was a risk but one he was willing to take. Eric walked to the hall bathroom and lifted the toilet lid. As he worked himself toward orgasm he could not help but wonder what it would be like to tit fuck his mother. That creamy hot flesh would feel so great around his member. How did her pussy taste? Did she possibly swallow cum? A thousand sexual questions about her seemed to race through his mind.

“Ahhh yes. Take it Mom”, Eric groaned as his cock began to shoot creamy cum into the commode. He always marveled at the large amount of cream his balls produced. Eric continued to let his cock spurt as mentally he imagined he was dumping his seed all over his mothers beautiful face. 

After squeezing the last drop of semen from his penis Eric admired his own hard young body in the mirror. The decision was made. He had learned from listening and watching that she masturbated in the early morning hours. Tonight he would be ready and he hoped she would be receptive.

It was 1:33 AM early Saturday morning. The dream disrupted her sleep yet again. Each Sally woke it was with a more fiery desire in her pussy then before. There was a noticeable wet spot between her legs. Slipping two fingers into her horny canal she knew the only way she would get any sleep was her masturbation routine. Sitting up Sally turned the light by her bed on and opened the drawer to the stand. She pulled it further out. “What the hell?”, she questioned herself as she discovered all the dildos and vibrators were missing. In place of them was a folded piece of yellow legal paper. Cautiously she opened the note and began to read.

“Mom, Please don’t be mad. I have your toys. I want to talk to you about a common problem I think we both have. Come to my room. I will be awake.” Eric 

“What is he doing?”, Sally questioned herself. Her cunt was wet and sticky with lust but she had to find out the answer to this mystery. Sally slipped a white terry cloth robe on, loosely tied it and opened the door to her bedroom. She could see down the hall the light from under Eric’s door. “In my condition I should not do this”, she reasoned with herself but found herself walking down to his room.

Stopping at the door she started to knock but nervously stopped. “What am I doing?” she asked. “I should be mad as hell at him for taking my things.” Then giving into her curiosity she finally knocked or his door.

“Come in Mom”, Eric called out from the other side.

Sally turned the knob and slowly pushed the door open. 

Eric was sitting on his bed back against the headboard. He was covered with a sheet. His long black hair from his fathers Italian heritage was pulled back in a ponytail. His muscular chest with wisps of hair and tan skin caused Sally to swallow hard. She had never looked at him like this but damn he looked good. A sheet up to the waist covered him. 

“Eric why did you take my things?” his mother asked as she took several steps into the room.

“Because I think your tired of them and I think you are in need of something more then just dildos and such”, he replied.

“Eric you are my son and I love you but I don’t think that is your business”, his mother replied.

“I know and if you want them back I will give them back to you. I just wanted you to know you have an alternative”, Eric said.

Eric’s leg was bent under the sheet and she could not see at the moment he had a raging hard on.

Sally raised an eyebrow and swallowed.

“What alternative?”, she asked.

“This”, said Eric. With that he pulled back the sheet from his naked body.

Sally gasped loudly as her sons cock emerged from its confinement. 

She could see he was well endowed at least nine inches and it appeared to be as thick as her wrist. Sally’s mouth watered a bit as she could see the head was leaking precum. Eric stood from the bed and began walking toward his mother his eyes locked on hers. Logic told Sally she should run but the lust pulsating through her body kept her in place.

Eric reached out and undid the knot in Sally’s robe and moaned lowly as his mother’s naked body came into view. Sally gave no resistance as he pushed the robe off her shoulders and to the floor.

“Eric we can’t do this….” Her words cut off as he slid his arms around her waist and his lips melted on hers. The horny mother accepted her son’s tongue deep in her mouth as their tongues intertwined. She instantly loved the feel of his hard dick pressing against her belly. 

Mother and son kissed passionately then suddenly Eric reached down cupping her warm firm ass cheeks. Eric worked out regularly and easily lifted his mother off the floor.

“Ohh God”, Sally gasped as his thick shaft slid down her belly and parted her wet cunt lips. The back of his cock head was directly on her clit. They were at the point of no return and she knew it. Any sense of wrong or right was now by the wayside as his prick rubbed against her love button. 

Eric firmly grasped his mother and pulled her out from his body a bit. The motion caused his cock to slide down and his mushroom like prickhead began to slip inside her velvety wet pussy lips. One thing was for certain. Whether she wanted him to or not he was going to fuck her. There was no denying she wanted him to.

Eric began pulling his mother to him and she moaned loudly as for the first time in years real male cock flesh began to slide deep into her vagina. Wrapping her legs around him the wanton mother kissed her son deeply as her pussy accepted every thick inch of his dick.

Carrying his mother as she laid her head on his chest, Eric took her down the hall to the much larger bed in her room. Easily laying her back with his cock still imbedded in her Eric slowly pulled his dick out until just the tip of his head was in her pussy.

“Look mom. Look how wet it is”, Eric instructed her. 

Sally leaned her head up and looked down. His prick was glistening with her love juices. The ultimate taboo was being broken and she was loving every moment of it.

“Watch it mom. Don’t take you eyes off of it”. Her big tits moved up and down as her breathing increased. With a pleasure contorted face she watched as her son began to slowly sink his cock back into her hole.

“Oh honey its so fucking good”, his mother squealed in delight.

“Damn Mom. Shit you are tight”, Eric praised his mother as he buried his dick to the hilt.

“Eric. Please fuck me. Make me cum. Mother needs to cum so bad”, she begged.

Eric pulled out and slammed his cock home. Her beautiful tits began to shake from side to side as he would pull out the push in increasing the pace with each stroke. His mothers cunt was so tight it took a few seconds but eventually he was screwing her at a more deliberate pace making her headboard smack the wall.

Sally was groaning loudly in lustful pleasure. Yes this was what she needed. So what if it was her son? He was a man. A young fuck stud and she loved what he was doing to her. She wanted it hard, fast and long and she thought about how the woman in her dreams was being fucked.

“Honey put my legs over your shoulders. Fuck me like that please”, Sally instructed Eric. The horny son pulled his mothers legs up and over each shoulder then leaned in fucking her hard. Each downward stroke caused her to squeal as his balls smacked her hot asshole. The position caused her nipples to rub up and down on the tops of her thighs sending waves of pleasure to her clit.

It was then it dawned on her. Somewhere from the deep sexual recesses of her mind. She realized all along the stud she had been longing for, the man she had seen fucking her in her dreams was Eric. She had been wanting him all along.

“Yes baby. That’s it. That’s the pace. Just like that will make me cum”, she said as he reached a certain speed. Eric dialed in on what his mother wanted. He loved the look of pure sexual pleasure on her. 

Sally began to feel it. Deep in confines of her cunt. An orgasm building. She would not be denied this time. It was no longer a dream but the real thing.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck I’m cummming “, the mother screamed as her pussy suddenly clamped down on her sons rod. “Ahhhhhieeeeeeee”, she squealed as her body finally went over the edge of orgasmic delights.

Her cunt was squeezing down so hard on Eric’s prick that pussy juices shot out around his shaft wetting his balls and crotch. Eric continued to fuck his mother but knew he could not hold out much longer himself.

“Ahhhhh.Ahhhhh.Ahhhhh.” Sally squealed as her son’s cock continued to unmercifully thrusting in and out of her love canal. Finally the peak of her orgasm subsided but aftershocks of pleasure continued to ripple through her as she lowered her legs from his shoulders.

Eric looked down at his mothers beautiful tits. He had to do it. He wanted them so bad.

“Mom. I just have to do this. I have wanted to do this for so long.”, he said as he pulled out of her pussy. 

Eric straddled his mother grasping the headboard and began thrusting his cock over her boobs. “Just like your father”, she thought as she grasped each breast and molded them around her sons hard pussy drenched cock. More often the not her husband had finhed by tit fucking her and unloading on her face and mouth. She could not wait to experience the feel again from her Eric.

“Ohhhhh damn that’s good”, Eric cried out as he thrust back and forth between Sally’s hot tits. It was the most incredible feeling he ever had experienced. The feel of her breasts, the taboo of fucking his own mother was more then he could stand.

“Mom I’m cumming”, the boy announced as his cock flared. 

Long ropes of prick cream shot out and landed right down the center of Sally’s face. She squealed at the feel of his dick unleashing a large torrent of cum. The mother used her tits to jack her sons cock as he unloaded time and time again on her face and chest.

“Holy fuck”, Eric said as he experienced by far the largest cum explosion he had ever released. Sally released his cock from her breast confinement and sucked the still cumming head into her mouth. Using one hand she grasped the base of his dick and pulled up time and time again until she had milked the last drop of man cream from his nuts.

Eric sat back and watched as his mother used her fingers to wipe his cum from her face and lick his fingers clean. It was the most erotic sight he had ever seen.

Finally Eric collapsed on the bed by his mother. 
 “Be right back”, she said and went to the bathroom to clean up. 

She took a few drops of his cum still on her chest, rubbed them on her nipples and lifted them to her mouth to lick them clean. Standing looking at herself in the mirror she knew they had turned a curve in their family relationship and she never wanted to go back.

Sally walked back in the bedroom and laid on the bed her head on Eric’s stomach facing his crotch.

“Mom you aren’t mad at me are you? he asked Sally.

“No baby. In fact I am very, very grateful.” she replied.

“Eric you know what we have done is called don’t you?” his mother asked her son as her fingernails raked his inner thigh.

“Incest Mom. Incest. I think I like it a lot. Don’t you?” he replied. Her finger stroking was causing his prick to stir again. 

Sally did not say a word. Grasping his cock she slid her full sexy lips around it and slid up on her son in a sixty-nine position. As she lowered her hot cunt to his lips Eric knew he had the answer to his question. 



Mothers Dreams Cum True Ch. 02



The sleepy fog began to lift from Sally Ireland. At the same time a very familiar sensation was beginning to pulsate through her body. Somewhere in that stage between being awake and being asleep she wondered to herself if it had all been yet another dream. That was until the feeling of a hot tongue flipping from side to side over her clitoris woke her completely.

Looking down between her spread legs, Sally could not help but smile and moan loudly.

Her son was hungrily eating her pussy.

“Damn you know how to wake a woman up”; Sally complemented her son as she cupped her breasts. Taking the hard nipples between her fingers she began rolling them around causing all the pleasure receptor points in her body to come alive.

Lifting his face from her crotch Eric Ireland smiled up at his mother. His face glistening with her honey juice.

“Afternoon Mom," Eric greeted her before slipping his tongue back into her sweet wetness. 

Sally gasped as she looked over at the clock by her bed. Indeed it was early in the afternoon. They had slept in after spending a better part of the previous night fucking. Now, like pouring gas on a fire, Eric’s tongue was causing his mother’s cunt to again burn with lust. “God he was good," she thought. “Where on earth did he learn to fuck like this?”

Eric pushed back on his mother’s legs causing the tops of her thighs to rub her tits as they had the night before. Her eyes widened then rolled back and she squealed loudly as she felt his tongue invade her hot tight asshole. He was driving her absolutely insane with pleasure.

“God Eric eat me baby. My pussy please eat my pussy," Sally begged. As much as she loved the feel of his tongue in her butt it was her vagina that needed attention.

Eric lowered her legs and using his fingers to spread her wet lips he sucked the hard-extended clit between his teeth and began licking. The feeling of it caused Sally to begin bucking her hips involuntarily against his face.

“Aiieee……yeeahhhhhhh," the wanton mother squealed as she felt her pussy again rapidly approaching orgasm.

Eric sensed it and held his lips tightly against her slut hole. He was not about to let go until rewarded with her female cum.

Suddenly his mother screamed loudly and a gush of hot cunt juice shot into Eric’s mouth. The hot son grinned to himself as his tongue work was rewarded with a generous serving of his mom’s orgasmic release.

Sally crossed her legs over her son’s back and held him there throwing her crotch up to him wetting his face with her juices. Finally as her cum subsided she pulled her legs back and wide pushing at his forehead.

“Enough baby, enough I can’t take anymore," she laughed, as her pussy became too sensitive for the moment to touch.

Eric sat up and back and started to go tot he bathroom to wash up.

“No baby come here," Sally protested as she grasped his hand pulling him back on the bed. In a second his mother was on him and began licking her sweet wet juices from his face. 

“Umm, damn that tastes good,” his mother said as she slowly licked her own cum from her son. The feeling of it caused his cock to become rock hard again. 

After cleaning him of her juices Sally laid next to her son. Her soft hand wrapping around his hard dick slowly stroking.

“I had forgotten how good that tasted," she said as her hand job began to cause his prick to leak. 

“Wow mom, you mean you like the taste of your own pussy?," Eric asked excitedly.

“Well to be honest with you honey, not just my own," she replied as her stroking increased.

“No way Mom. You mean you have gone down on a woman before?” the horny son asked. The thought of it caused his dick to stiffen even more.

“Eric, I guess you are old enough. I need to tell you something," his mother said as she continued to masturbate him.

Sally told her son of her and his late her and his late fathers sexual lifestyle before he was born and shortly thereafter. As his mother worked his cock over she told him of group sex, threesomes she had with his father and other men, one on one times she had had with other women and how they often would engage in threesomes with another woman. She loved to watch her husband fuck another lucky female from behind as the woman in turn ate her pussy. 

The description of the last sexual event put Eric over the edge. 

“Ohhh shit Mom," Eric grunted before his cock began spewing high in the air. Sally jerked his cock wildly causing cum to fly all over both of them and the bed. Scooping up some of his jizm she coated his prick with it then leaned over sucking the length of his penis into her mouth savoring each delicious drop of his spunk. Sally then proceeded to lick the remaining cum off his belly before sitting up crossing her legs.

“Whew this room smells like sex. This bedroom hasn’t had a workout like this in years," she remarked as she rubbed breasts. 

 Eric sat up back to the headboard. “Well if I have my way it’s only the start," he said as he pulled his legs up resting his arms on them.

Mother and son sat silently for a few moments. 

“Mom what are you thinking," Eric said breaking her train of thought. He could tell by the expression on her face she had something on her mind. Something erotic.

“Honey you liked hearing about that didn’t you. Me making out with another woman.” Sally said.

“Hell yes," Eric replied. “I think that would be hot Mom. You getting it on with another lady. That would be wild. If I could join, even better," Her son laughed as he slid a foot toward her resting it on her legs. “I guess that’s every guys fantasy.”

Sally stood up from the bed. 

“Not just every mans fantasy honey. A lot of women love it too. I just don’t know any women into that. I’ve been out of the loop along time," she said as she headed toward the bathroom.  Then she stopped.

“Maybe there is a way," she said as she turned again facing her son.

“How Mom?” Eric questioned looking up at her.

Leaning against the bathroom door she told her son how on a number of occasions she would go to a bar and pick up a woman to bring home to her husband. It had been along time but she was sure she could still possibly find someone.

“Problem is the places I used to go are closed. I would not even know where to start.,” she said.

Eric thought for a moment. 

“Mom there is a place I heard about. Its called Lila’s . I have heard they cater to bisexual and lesbians. Maybe you could go there. It would be worth a try” he said to her.

“Hmm, that is a thought. We just can’t let anyone know we’re mother and son. At least not at first," she said. “Some people don’t understand that kind of thing. 

Sally turned and stepped into the master bathroom. Then peeked out the door.

“Well are you coming or not?” she asked as she smiled at her son. “I really would love it if you washed my back.

It only took Eric a few seconds to join her in the shower. 


Sally Ireland sat in front of her makeup mirror a few hours latter putting on the few finishing touches to her mascara. Looking at her self she could hardly believe the events of the past twenty-four hours. Just a short time ago she was a sexually deprived woman. Now even though she had broken a societal taboo she wanted more. More of her son and whatever debauchery they could get into.

She was about to embark on something she had not done in years. She was about to go as her husband referred to it “on the prowl.” Standing up looking in the full-length mirror across the room she wondered if the offer would be accepted. Would she find the right woman to share with Eric? She had to at least try. Even if she failed in her attempt she knew the night would not end before having Eric buried in her pussy yet again.

“Ok baby, here I come," Sally called out to Eric before entering his room. When she pushed the door open her son almost dropped the can of soda in his hand.

“Damn mom. Wow. You are XXX hot," her son said praising his mother’s appearance.

Sally wore a short black leather skirt, cream colored silk blouse and black pumps. A matching cream-colored lace bra held in her delicious breasts but she had chosen not to wear panties. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating and as she walked further in the room Sally could not help but notice the erection in her son’s jeans. 

Stepping in front of Eric she took hold of it giving it a firm squeeze. 

“Now don’t you dare jack off. You hear me young man? Save it all for mama," she laughed and said teasingly giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.    

“Don’t worry Mom I’ll save it alright. Hopefully I’ll be sharing it with two sexy women before this nights over,” he smiled and replied down at his mother. 

Sally let go of his cock. Eric escorted her to her car and kissed her on the cheek before she drove off. Walking back inside Eric wasted no time cleaning up what little mess there was in the house. After finishing he decided to shower and get prepared in the event he would have to satisfy more then just his mother. As the water cascaded down his hard body his prick again rose to full attention as he thought of the sexual possibilities that lay ahead.

Sally turned the engine off to the black Mercedes. She then checked her makeup one last time before stepping out into the night air. Her nipples were already hard with anticipation and from the “knock me down and fuck me” outfit she had on it should be apparent to anyone in the bar what she was there for. 

Pushing the door open the sounds of a Sheryl Crow song were pulsating through the air. Out of the corner of her eye Sally noticed a couple of dyke lesbians taking her in as she made her way to the bar and prayed they would not be on her. She was not into dykes but to her disappointment one quickly made her way to her side.

“Hi. You alone?" The large woman asked?

“Well actually I am waiting for someone," Sally replied nervously refusing to look in the woman’s direction.

“Honey you should learn to lie as good as you look," the woman said as she turned and shook her head at her friend. Both women then left the bar.

“What to drink sweetie?” 

The question startled Sally but then she turned and saw a beautiful blonde haired older lady behind the bar. She appeared to be a few years Sally’s senior but the tight black dress molded to her perfectly. Her nipples were protruding revealing to Sally that she had no bra on.

“Rum and Sprite please” Sally requested and watched as the bartender mixed her drink.

“First time here isn’t it?” the bartender asked.

“Yes it is actually," Sally replied.

“Then your first drink is on me," the woman replied with a wink. “Name’s Lila. I own this place. She then slid out her hand welcoming Sally to her bar.

“If you need anything or want anything just let me know," Lila said as she leaned on the counter in front of Sally. The point was made and from her looks Sally knew the time would come when she would take her up on it.

“Thanks. I will.” Sally replied with a grin then watched as Lila tended to other patrons.

The bar was not very crowded and soon the drink had Sally needing to use the restroom. Taking her drink she walked down the hall. Her hopes were growing lower that she would meet someone to take home to her son. Sally relieved herself and took time to clean herself thoroughly. Then taking her drink she did not look up in time to see the door open.

The drink knocked out of her hand and spilled to the floor.

“Oh damn I am so sorry," a sweet voice said.

Backing up Sally was instantly taken by the beauty in front of her. At first she could not say a word but then collected herself.

“Oh its ok. It was almost empty anyway.” Sally replied   

“Please let me by you a drink to make up for it. I insist. Its only right," the woman pleaded.

Sally was quickly taking analysis of the woman. She had to be in her early to mid twenties. She was shorter then Sally, about 5’2." Her white silk shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a lot of cleavage. Sally judged her to be a large C cup. Her short denim skirt revealed tan legs and sandals. She had long wavy red hair that drifted down almost to her waist. Her green eyes looked like pools of lust

“So please can I buy you a drink?” the woman asked again bringing Sally back to reality.

“Yes. Yes you can," Sally stammered. “I’ll be at the bar,” she said. 

The young woman surprised Sally by kissing her on the cheek then heading into one of the stalls.

Sally noticed a corner booth open and slipped in then patiently waited for her new acquaintance to come back. Shortly the woman rounded the bar and spotting Sally slid in the booth next to her. 

“I really am such a klutz. What are you drinking.” the girl asked as she noticeably slid close to Sally.

“Rum and sprite is fine," Sally said as she instantly felt the woman’s knee press against her own. A shot of pleasure shot through Sally’s pussy as she realized the young lady was already coming on to her.

A waitress took the order and momentarily returned and served the drinks. 

“I don’t think we properly met.” Sally said as she lifted the drink to her lips.

“Oh. Sorry about that.," the young woman replied. “I’m Tanya. Tanya Carter.” She then took Sally’s hand and lifted it to her lips kissing it. 

The motion sent a thrill through Sally and she pressed her leg against the young woman. 

Tanya shared with Sally that she was new in the area and was executive assistant in a large CPA firm. The two talked about this and that and as more drinks were served and the conversation went on the sexual tension between the two grew.

“Sally I have never been so glad to knock someone’s drink out of their hand," Tanya said laughingly. “I have to tell you I think you are absolutely beautiful," she said as she took a sip of her third drink of the night.

“Oh honey thanks but I’m old enough to be your mother.” Sally replied as she gazed into Tanya’s eyes. 

Tanya lowered her hand under the table and slid it down inside of Sally’s thigh.

“Mother huh? Well you know what they say. Incest is best.” then gave Sally’s thigh a squeeze.

Sally had just taken a drink and almost spat it out on the table. Tanya had no idea what she had just said and Sally had to hold herself from laughing.

Sally parted her legs a bit as she felt Tanyas hand slide higher.  

“Tanya before we go further I guess I need to tell you something.” Sally parting her legs a bit more.

“What baby?” Tanya asked.

“You see I am bisexual and actually the reason I am here is I am looking for someone to share with my boyfriend. I don’t want to lead you on but I need someone for myself and for him. If your not into that I understand.," Sally said praying Tanya would be receptive.

Tanya squeezed her thigh again. Then taking Sally’s hand she lowered it under the table and under her skirt to her naked pussy. 

“If it takes giving him some of this.". Tanya pushed Sally’s hand onto her mound..”For me to get some of this.".Tanya then slid her right hand up Sally’s skirt and pushed a finger against her wet pussy lips, “Then fine by me. Besides I love cock too.”

Sally felt a surge of relief and lust pulse through her. She breathed heavily as Tanya teased her vulva with her fingers then watched as she pulled them from under the table and licked the sweet juices.

“So when are we going to go tear him up?” Tanya asked a high level of anticipation in her voice.

“We can be at my place in fifteen minutes," Sally relied. “Lets go.

The two women slid out of the booth and winked at Lila as they walked by.

“You two have a great night and come back," Lila said as they walked by.

Sally stopped and looked back at Lila a sly smile on her face. 

“We will. Come that is," Sally said and winked at Lila.

Sally decided to have Tanya ride with her and after going back in to inform Lila and being assured her new friends car was safe for the night she walked to her car. Opening the driver door she slid in and looked over. To her delight Tanya had unbuttoned her shirt, removed her bra and was playing with her tits.

“Sorry, they just couldn’t wait. They’re so horny," she said as she pulled and pinched her nipples. 

“Mmm, neither can I," Sally said as she leaned over sucking Tanyas tits tingo her mouth.

“God yes," Tanya moaned. The sensation of the older woman’s lips on her nipples was exquisite. 

Sally had forgotten how good it was and for a moment was tempted to go get a motel room for the night and forget about her son. Then he would never forgive her.

“I’ve got to get you to my place. NOW," Sally said emphatically.

Sitting back up she turned the car on. Tanya started to button her shirt back for the ride.

“No leave them out please leave them out," Sally begged. “Play with them for me till we get there," she instructed Tanya. 

“Yes baby," Tanya replied.  

The fifteen-minute drive seemed like it took hours before they turned up Sally’s driveway. Hitting the garage door switch she pulled the car in then lowered the door. Tanya had rubbed and played with her tits and pussy and by the time they pulled in the garage she was totally nude except for her sandals. 

Sally turned and pulled Tanya close to her kissing her deeply. Tanya’s hands quickly began undoing Sally’s blouse and in a moment it along with her bra was in the back seat.
Tanya gasped when Sally’s tits swung free.

“Umm, did I tell you I am a tit woman?,"  Tanya laughed before leaning over letting her tongue slide over the Sally’s large breasts.
“We need to go in but I have to do something first.” Sally moaned. 

Motioning Tanya to get out Sally did likewise then quickly moved around to Tanya’s side of the car. She had to have it. It had been so long since she tasted it. She could not wait.

Opening the back door of the Mercedes she pushed Tanya in on the seat. Tanya instinctively placed one leg on the back of the front seat and the other on the backrest of the interior. Sally knelt in front of her. Reaching in she spread Tanyas wet lips.

“Oh its been to long," she moaned then leaned in licking up and down the redheads hot slit.

“Oh yesssss," Tanya moaned. “Fuck eat my cunt bitch” she squealed.

The sweet taste was intoxicating. Sally remembered how she and her husband both loved eating redheads. Covering Tanya’s pussy with her mouth she began darting her tongue in and out savoring every drop of the young woman’s sex flesh. 

“Oh my god Sally. Yes. You’re doing it so good," the woman cried as she pulled her nipples up then back.

Sally could not let go. It had been so long since the taste of pussy juices flowed into her lips and now here a woman young enough to be her daughter was giving her the sweetest cunt honey she had ever tasted.

Tanya was thrusting her ass back and forth on the back seat. This woman was good and obviously pussy starved. She was looking forward to the cock she would be enjoying bout that could wait. It would have to wait.

“Please Sally. Oh baby please stick a finger in my ass,” the young woman begged.

Sally gladly obliged and after wetting her middle finger she slid it second knuckle deep into Tanya’s asshole.

“Fuck yes.Hard. Fuck me hard. Fuck me hard.” Tanya begged over and over.

Sally worked the woman’s clit and pussy with her tongue and ass with her finger. She was on fire herself and knew she could almost come from doing what she was doing. Totally abandoned to lust she furiously sucked and licked at her new found friends cunt loving to taste the sweet pussy cum she knew was close to erupting.

“Sally oh my god I have to tell you I squirt," Tanya said breathlessly.  “I’m so close. So fucking close”

The admission drove Sally insane with desire. She wanted Tanya to blow her pussy juice all over her. She had always loved meeting women like herself that squirted and now for the first time in years she was about to experience the feeling of a woman cumming on her again.




Mothers Dreams Cum True Ch. 02



“Aiiiiiiiiieeee shitttttt," was all Tanya could say before the pussy juice shot into Sally’s mouth. The large stream landed in the back of her throat catching her off guard. Sally quickly sat back as not to choke. Tanya’s pussy erupted sending several hot blasts of cunt honey onto her face and tits.

“Oh fuck..oh fuck," Tanya moaned as her vagina spasmed.  She was helpless under Sally’s fingers. Sally worked two of them in curving them up to rub Tanya’s G-spot as she helped the young woman through her orgasm.

As her orgasm subsided Sally leaned in rubbing her large tits all over Tanyas wet mound wetting them with they younger woman’s juices. The feeling caused Tanya to shudder with pleasure. Finally Sally backed off sitting squatting on her legs. 

“Holy shit," she laughed. I really messed you up huh. Tanya said

“Ummmm, that’s ok. I love it.” Sally replied rubbing Tanya’s thighs.

“Anymore in there?” Sally said as she slid her hands up Tanya’s body to pinch her tits.

“Are you kidding. That’s just the start.” Tanya smiled and said.

“Good then lets go give him some too.” Sally said taking Tanya by the hand then standing up.

The two women shared a deep wet kiss before they walked to the entry door.

“Eric. I’ve got a surprise for you," Sally called out as they walked nude into the house.



Mothers Dreams Cum True Ch. 03



Eric Ireland had been waiting in anticipation for his mother. He had already changed her bed sheets in as he wanted everything to be new and clean for her and especially in the event she had brought someone home. Hearing her call out his name he quickly went to her room and climbed in her bed naked.

“I’m in your room," Eric called out.

Taking Tanya by the hand Sally led her down the long hallway to what had become overnight more of a sex chamber then a bedroom. Stopping just outside the door she kissed they young woman again. 

“Eric close your eyes baby and keep them closed," his mother instructed.

Eric did as he was told and Sally pushed the door open to insure he was not looking. She was pleased to see him totally nude laying on her bed and his dick standing tall and proud, ready to take on all women comers.

“You like what you see," Sally asked Tanya.

Tanya peered into the room and gasped when she saw the naked man lying there with a massive hard on.

“God he’s handsome. That’s the biggest cock I have ever seen," she said in a lustful voice. Sally stood behind Tanya and slid her hands around her warm body cupping her breasts and rubbing her nipples.

“Trust me. It can work wonders," Sally said as Tanya pushed her ass back against Sally in response.

“Go to him. Show him how glad you are to be here with us," Sally urged as she placed a hand on Tanyas back urging her into the room.

Tanya pushed the door open and slowly walked over to the bed. The young redhead’s pussy was still on fire from the tongue work her lover had just performed on her. Now she needed it filled with hard throbbing dick. 

“Keep your eyes closed until I tell you sweetie," Tanya said to Eric as she began to swing one leg over him straddling his body.

Eric could not say a word but was wild with desire at the realization that his mother had indeed brought someone home to him. He gasped when he felt Tanya’s soft hand grasp his cock by the base.

Tanya pulled the mushroom like cock head to her pussy lips rubbing it back and forth causing Eric to moan in heat from the feeling. Her juices began to drip down his dick and finally she nestled the head in her love opening. 

The heated woman gasped as she began to slide her wet cunt down the length of his dick. It was by far the largest cock that had ever been in her as her pussy stretched to accommodate the thickness. Down further she went until her pussy was impaled on his manhood. Slowly she began to rock back and forth

“Open your eyes honey," she said breathlessly.

Eric opened his eyes and gasped. Here was a beautiful young woman he had never met in his life and she was sitting naked on his cock. She was stunning and he could scarcely believe he was not dreaming.

“Oh my god your beautiful," was all he could say. 

“Thank you honey," the young woman replied. “I’m Tanya and I am damn pleased to meet you," she said before leaning over and kissing Eric deeply. 

Sitting back she looked down on his still stunned face.

“We’ll get to know each know her better later but right now………let’s fuck," Tanya said and began rocking back and forth more rapidly on his dick.

Eric could not believe how tight she was. Her cunt seemed to have him in a well lubed vice grip.

“Damn it baby. Damn your big," she praised him as she fucked him. Sally was right. Already in the last few seconds his prick was working sensations on her that she had never felt before from a man.

Sally stood back leaning against the wall. It was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen. This sexy young woman, her red hair cascading down her back brushing her tan ass was fucking her stud of a son. Her own pussy was now afire with lust and though she wanted to stand back and watch she could not hold back from joining. 

Easing up on the bed to the left of the couple she smiled as she slid her hand over her back.

“Well honey, what do you think," she said smiling down at Eric.

Careful not to let on she was his mother Eric replied. “Damn Sally she’s even better then I expected. Fuck yes she’s good.”

Sally leaned over and lowered her large tits to Eric’s mouth. “Damn right she’s good. Just taste how good she is," she said as her son began licking her sexy tits.

With a couple of licks Eric understood that his mother had already been down on Tanya. Her pussy tasted sweet on his mother’s breasts. He wanted to hear how it happened but that could come later. 

Sally sat up and Tanya leaned over sucking one of Sally’s tits between her teeth pulling it back and forth between them as she did. 

“Yes, oh fuck baby, suck my nipples," the older woman said to the younger as Tanya loved the feel and taste of Sally’s breasts.

The two women then melted into yet another deep wet kiss. The sight of which was almost more then Eric could bare. It took all his self-control not to blow the contents of his balls right up Tanyas pussy. Reaching up he grasped her nipples and began to roll them in his fingers causing squeals of pleasure to emit from the woman.

Tanya was almost delirious with lust. Eric’s cock was rubbing every inch of the interior of her pussy just right. Her clit was rubbing on his pubic hair and the feeling of his hands on her tits and the taste of Sally’s breasts drove her over the edge for a second time.

“Huhhh, ohhhh…cumming," she announced as she sat up and bore down hard on his cock. Her pussy began constricting on his cock time and time again and her juice flowed easily around his dick wetting his balls.

Sally sat back watching the orgasmic sight as she rubbed her wet hot pussy. Her lips were coated with her own hot juices and she knew it would not take much to bring her to orgasm. Tanya looked over and saw Sally’s wet honey. She had to have it and she had to have it now.

Still in a state of orgasm Tanya pushed Sally on her back and lay between her legs. Sally gave no resistance as the young woman positioned herself to eat her pussy.

“Get behind me and fuck me Eric. Do it while I eat her.” Tanya instructed. Eric wasted not time getting into the doggy position behind her as Tanya began to slurp away at Sally’s wet box.

“Ahhhhh yessss," Sally moaned as the woman’s talented tongue began slipping in and out of her wet pussy. It had been years since a woman had been down on her and the sight of Tanyas red hair splayed over her thighs as she ate was driving Sally up the wall with lust.

Sally slid her hands down the inside of her thighs and pulled her legs up and back. Tanya looked up at Sally as she slid her tongue down and began to slide it in and out of her tight hot asshole. The two women’s eyes were locked on each other in a gaze of passion. Suddenly Tanya’s eyes widened and she let out a muffled squeal as Eric thrust his dick into her tight hole from behind yet again. 

Erick could not believe what was happening. A beautiful sexy woman was accepting his hard cock into her hungry pussy as she in turned ate his hot mother’s sex. The fact that she did not know they were mother and son turned him on immensely. Eric looked down and each time he pulled back he could see her cunt lips clinging to him as though begging him to thrust back in.

“Yes oh fuck yes Tanya. Eat it. Eat it. Eat it," Sally cried out in passion. Tanya had now spread her pussy lips wide with both hands and was thrusting her tongue in and out Sally’s pussy just under her clit. Sally knew if Tanya kept it up for a few more seconds she would be beyond the point of no return.

“Oh my God I’m cummmmming," Sally cried out. Tanya covered Sally’s pussy with her mouth just as Sally began to release a river of feminine cum between her hungry lips. Sally was shaking her head side to side as her lover’s mouth and tongue coaxed more and more orgasm juices from her.

Tanya her self was close to cumming again as Eric fucked her. When Eric reached down and began to finger her asshole that was all she could take.

“Arrrrghhhh," the young woman squealed as for the third time her pussy convulsed in pleasure. Eric could see her juices running out around his cock and dripping down on the bed. He would make sure she came thoroughly but the heaviness in his balls was demanding to be released.

When the two women’s orgasms subsided Tanya pulled her wet face from Sally’s crotch. Pulling off Eric’s cock the two women cuddled sided by side as they admired his pussy-coated dick. He was leaking precum like crazy and it was obvious he needed to get off badly.

“You want to finish him or me honey," Sally asked her lover as she played with Tanyas nipples. 

“You do it baby. I want to watch," Tanya said then scooted up on the bed sitting up and kneeling back on her legs.

Sally knew how to get Eric off fast. Sliding down she cupped her large breasts.

“Bring it on baby," Sally smiled formed as sex tunnel with her tits for him to slide into.

“You don’t have to tell me twice," Eric said and straddled his mother sliding his cock between her creamy soft tits. Wet with Tanya’s pussy Eric began to slide his coated dick back and forth between his mother’s hot boobs.

Tanya was rubbing one breast with one hand and busily fingering her pussy with the other. She had never seen a man tit fuck a woman before and it was the hottest sight she had ever seen. She loved the way his cock head would pop out and then slide back in leaving a trail of pre cum on Sally’s tits.

Eric was fucking her breasts hard now. Each time he pulled back the sensation of her flesh around his cock, especially the head was quickly bringing him to the brink.

Eric balls began to pulse. So consumed with pleasure he did not realize what he was saying as his dick began to shoot.

“Fuck Mom, Oh Mom. I’m cumming," Eric called out as he squirted hot creamy liquid on her chest.

Sally was mortified. He had disclosed to the young woman in the heat of the moment that they were mother and son but there was now way she could stop him from shooting the contents of his testicles.

Sally looked up as a shot of cum hit her face at Tanya. There was an expression on her face Sally was unsure of.

“Mom? Did you say Mom? Oh fuck yes!," Tanya squealed. Her fingers began to fly back and forth over her clit and she suddenly leaned back. Her pussy erupted and as Sally’s son continued to shoot his male cream on her chest and face her female lover began to female ejaculate her own juice onto Sally as well. All three squealed loud in pleasure as Tanya and Eric coated Sally mixture of male and female love juices.

“Oh, oh yes” Tanya said breathlessly as she turned and sucked Eric’s still dripping cock into her mouth. She alternated between sucking him then licking the hot cum mix off Sally’s chest. Eric groaned as Tanya sucked up a mouthful of love liquid then moved up sharing it with Sally in a hot wet kiss.

After a few moments the three broke apart. 

Sally looked over at Tanya who was still masturbating herself. Eric laid back o his side stroking Tanyas inner leg. 

“So you really are mother and son?," Tanya asked.

“Yes” Sally admitted. “I know some people don’t understand. I hope you aren’t mad.

“Mad? Sally I would be the last person who could be mad about that.," Tanya smiled at Sally as she took Eric’s still hard cock in her hand and began stroking.

Sally moved around taking a few quick licks of her sons cock with Tanya. 

“What do you mean?," Sally asked Tanya as they licked his dick like an ice cream cone.

“Well let me put it this way. My dad is coming into town next week and I’ll introduce you to him. I think you’ll understand.”

“You fuck your Dad? No way! Eric laughed then groaned loudly as his mother sucked his cock in deep and Tanya moved up to sit on his face.

“Ummmmm," Tanya moaned. “You two aren’t the only ones who love family love” 

The threesome then continued with what would be a night of hot passion and in subsequent nights to come Sally would finally be able to get the sleep she needed when not involved in nights of endless sex.