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Rusty and Jugs

By: StoryPal



Screen names in this story were invented specifically and only for this story and are not modelled after any person, living or virtual, who might have the same or similar screen names in some environment. Similarity between these screen names and any in use on the internet is purely coincidental. All characters are at least 18 years old. 

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Chat Room 

LongDongTwelve: Hey, Big38Jugs, I like your name. What's behind it?

Big38Jugs: I have big tits, idiot! What did you think?

LongDongTwelve: That's what I hoped. Why does that make me an idiot?

Big38Jugs: That's the first question I get from every juvenile idiot on the web, just like you.

LongDongTwelve: Doesn't your name invite that? Why not choose another?

Big38Jugs: Because I have big tits and I like 'em.

LongDongTwelve: I like big tits, too. If you think guys who like big tits are idiots, why did you respond to my text?

Big38Jugs: (after pause) Maybe it's your name. Or maybe I hoped that at least one idiot would be special, different.

LongDongTwelve: So you like my LongDongTwelve name?

Big38Jugs: I wonder. Do you really have 12 inches?

LongDongTwelve: More like 10. Bigger than average, anyway.

Big38Jugs: Too bad. I like wrapping my big tits around a big cock for a titty fuck.

LongDongTwelve: Where do I get in line for that?

Big38Jugs: No line. Nobody interested. Damn!

LongDongTwelve: I'm interested! What's wrong? Big tits. love to titty fuck, you sound perfect.

LongDongTwelve: I'd never turn that down!

Big38Jugs: I hide 'em.

LongDongTwelve: WTF! So why the Big38Jugs name?

Big38Jugs: Only here. Shy everywhere else.

LongDongTwelve: What a waste! I want to see your big tits! I want to fuck 'em.

Big38Jugs: Talk to me another time. Have to go.

That exchange blew my mind. I chose my LongDongTwelve name to attract chicks. So far, all I got was a bunch of gay guys who acted all insulted when I told them I wanted chicks. And Big38Jugs. She probably wasn't a pre-teen playing games, at least that's what I hoped. I didn't know what might happen, but my fantasy life needed a boost. Maybe she'd be that boost.

I thought about what we said in our texts. What did she mean? What kind of special was she looking for? What kind of different? Was she lying about having big jugs in the first place? With big jugs, she should be hit on by every guy who knew her. Was she ugly?

LongDongTwelve: Hey, Jugs! How're they hangin?

Big38Jugs: Is that all you think I am, just jugs?

LongDongTwelve: What's in a name? That's all I know about you.

Big38Jugs: True. I don't know if I like being known for my big tits or not.

LongDongTwelve: You said you liked them.

Big38Jugs: I do. I just get so tired of looking at the top of guys' heads.

LongDongTwelve: Is that why you hide 'em?

Big38Jugs: Probably.

LongDongTwelve: I want to see.

Big38Jugs: Not in this lifetime. I don't know you.

LongDongTwelve: So guys notice your big tits and you don't like it?

Big38Jugs: That's all they notice.

LongDongTwelve: Are you pretty?

Big38Jugs: People tell me that, when they're not looking at my tits.

LongDongTwelve: What would a special guy do with your tits?

Big38Jugs: Touch 'em. Lick 'em. Squeeze 'em. Pinch my nipples.

Big38Jugs: Fuck 'em if they do the rest right.

LongDongTwelve: You'll have to touch, squeeze and pinch for me. Are they naked right now?

Big38Jugs: Bra and sweatshirt.

LongDongTwelve: Take 'em off.

Big38Jugs: Can't, not here, not now.

LongDongTwelve: Pinch a nipple for me, through the bra.

Big38Jugs: OK.

LongDongTwelve: What's going on? You haven't texted for several minutes.

Big38Jugs: Kind of busy right now.

LongDongTwelve: Rub your crotch with one of your hands.

Big38Jugs: Can't, jeans are too thick, too tight.

LongDongTwelve: OK, both hands on your tits, then. Pinch your nipples. Rub all over your tits.

LongDongTwelve: You're taking a while. Does it feel good?

Big38Jugs: Y

LongDongTwelve: Squeeze 'em like I would. I want to know how they bounce, how heavy they are.

She didn't text for a while. Was she really playing with herself? Were her hands too busy to type?

Big38Jugs: That was nice.

LongDongTwelve: Did you cum from playing with your tits?

Big38Jugs: Yeah.

LongDongTwelve: Even through the armor plate?

Big38Jugs: Yeah, felt good. Haven't felt like that for a long time.

LongDongTwelve: Because you were touching for me?

Big38Jugs: Uh huh.

LongDongTwelve: You need to dress differently the next time we chat.

Big38Jugs: Yes.

LongDongTwelve: Better access, less armor plate. Maybe naked.

Big38Jugs: Can't be naked, not here.

LongDongTwelve: What? You're at a cyber café?

Big38Jugs: Funny. No. Someone might peek in.

LongDongTwelve: No door lock?

Big38Jugs: Might be able to arrange that.

LongDongTwelve: Then you could suck your nipples for me.

Big38Jugs: Trying to get me going again?

LongDongTwelve: Every chance I get. Tell me what you did, how you came.

Big38Jugs: Not now. Maybe next time.

LongDongTwelve: Tease!

Big38Jugs: Guys call me that just because I have big tits. I don't intentionally tease.

LongDongTwelve: Why not? You have the equipment, just need the attitude.

Big38Jugs: Have to think about that.

LongDongTwelve: Will you tell me what you did? How you made yourself cum?

Big38Jugs: Yes. Just not now. Have to go.

LongDongTwelve: Bye. Dress sexy next time.

Big38Jugs: OK. Bye.

There it was. She just wanted to be appreciated. She loved being touched and loved touching herself. I guessed she was afraid of something at the same time. She got off when I told her how to touch herself. Not only that, I didn't represent what she was afraid of.

I thought about what her body must be like, at least what she reported about it. She had big tits. Big tits tend to hang lower than little tits, so maybe she sagged a little. She hinted that she might kiss her nipples for me, that she might get excited doing it. That would be hot.

In our first chat, she claimed that she loved a titty fuck. What would that feel like?

I imagined my cock between her mounds, surrounded by the soft skin, cradled by her resilient flesh. As I stroked, my cock got really hard. Stories of titty fucks usually included some licking and sucking. How would her mouth feel on my cock?

I got more excited, thinking about my cock, her tits, her mouth. Stories also ended with her sucking cum out of a cock, getting a facial or getting a pearl necklace. How great would that be?

I felt my orgasm approaching, excited by fucking her tits, more excited by her licking and sucking my cock, most excited by cumming in her mouth with her eagerly swallowing all of my cum.

Faster than I thought possible, I shot my jism into the air. It hit my chin and I got another big blast thinking about my cum hitting her face. The next three blasts decorated the front of my shirt. The rest dribbled over my hand and down my cock. God, that was hot!

When I relaxed from my orgasm, I realized that I had a problem. I hurried to clean as much of my cum as possible off of my shirt. Would Mom smell it when she did my laundry? How could I disguise it?

I tucked my cock away, then picked up my half-done Coke. I poured it over the front of my shirt, making sure I hit all the places my cum had hit.

"Shit!" I cried loudly. I jumped up out of my chair and rushed out of my room.

"What's wrong?" Mom asked, rushing out of her home office.

"I just spilled my Coke all over myself," I explained, pulling at my shirt to keep the wet cloth away from my skin.

"Take it off, we'll clean it right away," she said.

I pulled my shirt over my head and handed it to her. I hoped she'd just deal with the Coke and wash it right away, not sniff for other substances.

I watched as Mom walked away toward the laundry room. Her jeans were tight enough to accentuate the nice shape of her ass. As far as I was concerned, it was perfect. Maybe some women's hips get wider when they have babies but Mom's just looked right, with some flair but not too much. Her rounded cheeks were firm. I always enjoyed watching her walk. Her ass moved in fascinating ways. I didn't really pay any attention to her shapeless sweatshirt, it was such a routine part of her wardrobe.

Relieved that I had probably gotten away with cumming on my shirt, I returned to my room to think some more. Maybe I could jerk off thinking about Big38Jugs again, maybe not. She was an enigma but seemed responsive. What should I tell her to do when we chatted again?

.

LongDongTwelve: Hey, Jugs. I'm glad to see you here again. Wish I could see you for real.

Big38Jugs: Pervert.

LongDongTwelve: Just because I like big tits and you have some, doesn't make me a pervert.

Big38Jugs: I still think you're a pervert.

LongDongTwelve: OK, I'm a pervert. I jacked off thinking about fucking your big tits.

Big38Jugs: You did?

LongDongTwelve: Damn straight. Felt good, too.

Big38Jugs: I hope so.

LongDongTwelve: Are you dressed sexy?

Big38Jugs: More so, still have to be careful here.

LongDongTwelve: Tell me about it.

Big38Jugs: Someone still might peek in.

LongDongTwelve: I meant about what you're wearing.

Big38Jugs: Oh. Same sweatshirt, no bra. Wrap-around skirt, no panties.

LongDongTwelve: That's hot! We'll get you naked, yet.

LongDongTwelve: I like you not wearing your 38DD bra.

Big38Jugs: You don't know anything about bra sizes, do you?

LongDongTwelve: Your name says 38. You say you have big tits.

Big38Jugs: My bra size is 34DD. The 34 is chest size, just below my tits.

Big38Jugs: The DD says how big my tits are. 38 is my measurement.

Big38Jugs: You're not likely to get me naked here. Too many people might peek in.

LongDongTwelve: Ready to touch yourself, for me?

Big38Jugs: Yes, please.

LongDongTwelve: This is so hot! Lift a tit and suck your nipple.

Big38Jugs: Can't, someone might peek in.

LongDongTwelve: We have to get a lock on your door or get you to someplace where nobody will peek.

Big38Jugs: I'll see about the lock.

LongDongTwelve: OK. Slide your hands under your big tits, like I wish I was doing right now.

LongDongTwelve: Lift 'em to feel how heavy and bouncy they are. Caress the soft skin. I wish I had my hands on your soft skin.

LongDongTwelve: Rub around softly until you capture your nipples between your thumbs and fingers.

LongDongTwelve: Squeeze your nipples, squeeze and twist. I wish I had your nipples in my hands.

Big38Jugs: Me, too.

LongDongTwelve: Pinch and pull your nipples. Imagine how I would suck and bite them.

LongDongTwelve: Slide a hand between your legs. Touch your pussy. When it's wet, push some fingers inside.

LongDongTwelve: Finger yourself until you're sloshing.

LongDongTwelve: Rub your clit. Pinch your nipple and rub your clit until you cum.

LongDongTwelve: Pinch and rub. Make your pussy slosh once in a while but make yourself cum.

LongDongTwelve: Cum for me, Jugs. I wish I were there, fingering your pussy, pinching one nipple and biting the other one.

I didn't text for a little while. Was she masturbating according to my directions?

Big38Jugs: Oh, my god!

LongDongTwelve: Did you cum for me?

Big38Jugs: Hell, yes! It was amazing. My hands are shaking.

LongDongTwelve: I'm going to jack off, thinking about your fingering yourself for me.

Big38Jugs: I might masturbate a few times, too. I'm glad I met you.

LongDongTwelve: I wish I could see you giving yourself pleasure.

Big38Jugs: Can't, not in my office. Really lucky nobody peeked in just now.

Big38Jugs: I can't do that again, too risky.

LongDongTwelve: Maybe you can talk maintenance into putting a lock on your door.

LongDongTwelve: You do have stuff in your office that's valuable, don't you, stuff to protect?

Big38Jugs: Maybe.

LongDongTwelve: If you need to make presentations for clients or bigwigs, you might need a camera on your computer.

LongDongTwelve: Maybe your IT people can hook one up for you.

Big38Jugs: Fun thoughts.

LongDongTwelve: Once in a while, you could make an interesting video for me.

LongDongTwelve: Show me your tits. Show me your pussy. Play with yourself for me.

Big38Jugs: You're nasty

LongDongTwelve: I'd rather do you myself.

Big38Jugs: I like that thought.

LongDongTwelve: Ready to go again? Your pussy needs my loving attention.

Big38Jugs: No more today. Next time.

LongDongTwelve: Dress sexy. Think about cameras and locks.

Big38Jugs: No promises, but OK.

LongDongTwelve: I have my hard cock in my hand, thinking about you.

Big38Jugs: Tell me about it next time.

LongDongTwelve: It's a date.

Big38Jugs: I like that. Have to go. Bye.

LongDongTwelve: Bye, Jugs. I'll be fantasizing about you.

Big38Jugs: Me, too. Bye.

LongDongTwelve: Bye.

She was so hot! Had she really cum because of what I told her to do? She seemed receptive, even eager to chat more, maybe play more.

I decided I was too thirsty to jack off, at least for the moment. I got up and walked out of my room toward the kitchen. As I passed Mom's office, I wondered if she might be thirsty, too. I knocked on her door.

"Yes?" Mom called.

I opened the door and stuck my head in. Just as I did, she dropped a paper on the floor. As she bent to pick it up, I noticed that she was wearing a skirt rather than her normal jeans. I also noticed that her shapeless sweatshirt bounced and bobbed as though she were bra-less underneath.

As I took a breath, to speak, I noticed an aroma. "Mom, I'm getting a soda. Do you want one?" I asked.

"If you would, please," she responded. "Whatever you're having will be fine."

"OK, I'll be right back," I said.

As I continued to the kitchen, I wondered. Why did Mom's room smell like she had masturbated? Suspicions crowded my mind but I pushed them aside. I couldn't think about Mom that way.

Returning from the kitchen, I didn't knock, instead opening the door to Mom's office and walking in. Did she jerk her hand from between her thighs?

"Here's your soda, Mom," I said, placing the cold can on a deckle on her desk.

"Thanks, Sweetie," she acknowledged.

I took a deep breath before turning to leave her office. The aroma of feminine arousal was definite. Mom was excited.

I returned to my room and looked over the record of my chat with Big38Jugs. She seemed hesitant yet eager. Could someone like Mom act like that?

Thoughts and hopes swamped me for the rest of the day until Mom called me for supper.

We ate in silence for a few minutes.

"Rusty, can you do me a couple of favors?" Mom asked.

"Sure, Mom, just ask," I agreed.

"I don't have enough time to keep the house as clean as I want," she announced. "If I hire a maid, I want to be able to lock my office. Can you install a lock for me?"

"Sure, that's simple," I agreed. I had installed a couple of doorknobs before and the instructions that came with them were easy to follow. Locking doorknobs couldn't be much worse.

"One other thing," she continued uneasily. "I have to make some presentations for my clients. Could you hook up a camera on my computer so I can record my charts and make my presentation at the same time?"

"That's easy, too," I agreed. "Sure, I can do that. What else can I do for you, Mom? I don't feel like I do enough for you as it is. If you need any other favors, just ask."

"I will," she agreed with a relieved smile.

After supper, more thoughts raged through my head like a flood in a narrow canyon. Was it possible? It couldn't be, could it? Surely Mom's clothing and her requests for a lock and camera were coincidences. Weren't they?

The next day, I bought the lockset and camera for Mom, plus a camera for my computer. By suppertime, I had them all installed and tested. I showed Mom how to work her camera, how to turn it on and off. I had her make a silly presentation, reciting Mary Had a Little Lamb on video. I showed her how to take still pictures, how to aim the camera and how to zoom in and out. Then I presented her with the only key to the lock on her office door.

Later that evening, I signed on to the chat room again.

LongDongTwelve: Hey, Jugs. I wish I could see you.

Big38Jugs: I'll bet you do. You'd like what I'm wearing.

LongDongTwelve: Do I have to guess or will you tell me?

Big38Jugs: I'll tell. Just panties. I have a towel on my chair in case I get too wet.

LongDongTwelve: Wow! You're there late. Nobody to peek in at this hour?

Big38Jugs: No, you were right about maintenance and IT. They installed my stuff today.

LongDongTwelve: You must have some pull with the company.

Big38Jugs: You'd be surprised.

LongDongTwelve: When do I get to see you?

Big38Jugs: Not my face. What else would you like to see?

LongDongTwelve: I'm a guy. Tits, ass, pussy, you masturbating. That's a start.

Big38Jugs: You make me laugh. I like that. I'll see what I can do.

Big38Jugs: You have to show me your hard-on, though. And masturbate for me.

LongDongTwelve: I suppose that's fair. I lied to you, though.

Big38Jugs: When, about what?

LongDongTwelve: I don't have a 10 inch cock, just 8½.

Big38Jugs: I had a boyfriend, once, with a cock like that, before I got married.

Big38Jugs: When we fucked together, just right, he rubbed my cervix.

Big38Jugs: We worked together a lot to get it just right. Heavenly!

LongDongTwelve: I'd like to do that.

Big38Jugs: Me, too.

LongDongTwelve: When?

Big38Jugs: When, what?

LongDongTwelve: When can we work together to get it just right?

Big38Jugs: I don't know. Have to think about it.

Big38Jugs: I have to get some work done. Let's chat tomorrow.

LongDongTwelve: Can't wait. Will you be naked?

Big38Jugs: Maybe. We'll see.

LongDongTwelve: I hope so!

Big38Jugs: You do make me laugh. Get out of here. Bye.

LongDongTwelve: Bye, Jugs. Can't wait to get my hands on you.

Big38Jugs: Bye.

LongDongTwelve: Bye.

I couldn't help myself. I was so excited by the thought of finally seeing Big38Jugs' jugs that I had to jack off. Again. I had practically worn my dick out thinking about her. On the other hand, I knew from extensive practice, just how much cum I was likely to spew. So I never repeated that surprise shot when I messed up my shirt.

I even made sure that the tissues I used didn't hang around and stink up my room. Mom told me, several times, how pleased she was that I kept my room so neat and that I took out the trash so often. She was even more pleased when I offered to empty the waste baskets in her office and bedroom. She accepted happily.

I was happy to help Mom out but surprised at how often I smelled particular aromas in both rooms. Her perfume was a constant, always present in both rooms. I loved that smell. The other noticeable aroma, often present in both rooms, was aroused woman. I couldn't figure out if it was more often in her office or her bedroom. Her bedroom I could understand even though she wasn't dating anyone I knew about. But her office seemed a little kinky. What was she doing in her office?

Big38Jugs: Looking for me?

LongDongTwelve: Every time I turn around. I really want to see your tits, . . . and everything.

Big38Jugs: Check your in-box. What do you think of this?

LongDongTwelve: Hang on.

I checked my in-box and, sure enough, there was something from Big38Jugs. I opened it and studied the picture. The breast was lovely, almost perfect. But the picture was grainy.

LongDongTwelve: Nice picture, but it's not you.

Big38Jugs: What do you mean?

LongDongTwelve: She's the playmate of the month from February. She's my recent favorite.

LongDongTwelve: I have the issue right here.

LongDongTwelve: I was hoping for a picture or video of you.


Rusty and Jugs



Big38Jugs: What do you think of this?

I went to my in-box and found another missive from Big38Jugs, a video. This one had to be Big38Jugs herself. The video showed what might have been a still picture of a large, beautiful pair of tits. Her two and a half inch areolas were centered perfectly on the mass of each breast and each nipple looked hard, definitely erect. Her left breast had a beauty mark, probably a mole, about three inches above and to the right of her nipple. Then she moved her shoulders. Her breasts swayed from side to side. 

My fingers curled with my desire to reach out and hold those massive, magnificent mounds. My cock grew. I finally saw Big38Jugs' jugs!

LongDongTwelve: Magnificent! Do you realize how long I've wanted to see those?

Big38Jugs: LOL. Probably since I first told you I had big tits, right?

LongDongTwelve: Yeah, but it seems like forever. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Big38Jugs: If I'd known you'd be this appreciative, I would have shown them to you long ago.

LongDongTwelve: Didn't you believe me when I said I wanted to see?

Big38Jugs: They hang too low. I was afraid you'd be disappointed, maybe even disgusted.

LongDongTwelve: Never happen! I'll bet you can suck your own nipples, can't you?

Big38Jugs: Can and do. I told you that. It feels good, helps me to cum.

LongDongTwelve: I want to see!

Big38Jugs: You want to see me suck my nipples?

LongDongTwelve: I want to see everything! Suck your nipples, pinch and pull your nipples like you told me you do.

LongDongTwelve: Play with your pussy! I want to see your pussy, too.

Big38Jugs: I can't show you how I suck my nipples.

LongDongTwelve: Damn! Why not?

Big38Jugs: I can't show you my face. I don't know where you are but you can't know who I am.

LongDongTwelve: Even if I adore you?

Big38Jugs: You make me feel warm all over. I think my pussy just started dripping.

Big38Jugs: No, you can't know.

LongDongTwelve: How about live feed pictures of you playing with yourself?

Big38Jugs: Can't happen. You might accidentally see my face. You'll have to make do with videos.

LongDongTwelve: Promise? You'll send more videos?

Big38Jugs: I'll see what I can do.

LongDongTwelve: I have to ask. How do you normally dress?

Big38Jugs: What do you mean?

LongDongTwelve: You described loose sweatshirts that you wore.

LongDongTwelve: Is that how you always dress, when you're not making a video for me?

Big38Jugs: Always.

LongDongTwelve: How can you hide the eighth wonder of the world? Your tits are beautiful!

Big38Jugs: You think I should go out in public topless? Not a chance.

LongDongTwelve: Not topless, but maybe form fitting. How about swimming suits?

LongDongTwelve: Don't you have some nice swimming suits?

Big38Jugs: Nope, haven't for years.

LongDongTwelve: You should! Get a nice bikini. Go to a pool or beach.

Big38Jugs: I can't do that! I'd burn in seconds! I can't show my tits in public!

LongDongTwelve: A bikini would cover your nipples. That's what the law requires.

LongDongTwelve: You could do that.

Big38Jugs: What about the sunburn?

LongDongTwelve: Put on sunblock. Better yet, take someone with you to put sunblock on for you.

Big38Jugs: Yeah, like I have a ton of people I could ask to do that.

LongDongTwelve: I'll bet you do. Pick someone you know and trust, someone . . . you know their eye color.

Big38Jugs: Eye color? Why?

LongDongTwelve: Because they've looked you in the eyes instead of just staring at your beautiful jugs.

Big38Jugs: Oh, that.

LongDongTwelve: Your bikini should have thin enough fabric that you can rub your nipples on things.

LongDongTwelve: Rub on your escort's arms. Rub on people you pass. Hell, rub on every doorframe you go through!

Big38Jugs: Why? I don't want people to think I'm a sex maniac!

LongDongTwelve: It's not for them, it's for you. You like to have your tits rubbed.

LongDongTwelve: Make sure they get rubbed.

LongDongTwelve: Your escort will love it but it's more important that you'll love it.

LongDongTwelve: Pretend that your escort is me and enjoy yourself.

Big38Jugs: I could never do that.

LongDongTwelve: You can fantasize about it.

LongDongTwelve: You can pretend to be out and rub yourself while you pretend.

LongDongTwelve: Make me a video of it.

LongDongTwelve: What are you wearing right now?

Big38Jugs: Panties. My door's locked.

LongDongTwelve: You mean I'd see your amazing tits if you had your camera on?

Big38Jugs: You do make me laugh. Yes.

LongDongTwelve: My cock is so hard thinking about you. I've been rubbing it since I opened your video.

LongDongTwelve: Rub your tits, your nipples, for me.

Big38Jugs: Already doing that. Fingers in my puss, too.

LongDongTwelve: Oh, god, you're so hot!

Big38Jugs: I just juiced up my keyboard.

Big38Jugs: Shouldn't key when my hands are juicy.

LongDongTwelve: I'll lick it clean! When can I taste you?

LongDongTwelve: Jugs?

Big38Jugs: Give me a minute, kind of busy right now.

LongDongTwelve: I wish I were doing what you're doing.

Big38Jugs: Me, too. I'm touching myself for you.

LongDongTwelve: I want to fuck your tits, your magnificent tits!

LongDongTwelve: I want to lick your pussy!

Big38Jugs: Me, too. Shut up!

LongDongTwelve: Rubbing myself.

I replayed her video, three times, regretting the attention it took away from my cock each time I restarted it. But her magnificent tits were so amazing, particularly when she started to shake her shoulders, that I had to look again and again. Some of my cum escaped when I exploded.

LongDongTwelve: Damn, messed up my keyboard, too!

Big38Jugs: You're funny. My hand's soaked. My keyboard's messed up again.

LongDongTwelve: You came?

Big38Jugs: Just now. You, too?

LongDongTwelve: Simultaneous. Felt great.

Big38Jugs: You make me feel good.

LongDongTwelve: You inspire me! I want to feel you.

Big38Jugs: Me, too.

LongDongTwelve: God, but you're sexy. Send me more videos?

Big38Jugs: Sure. You have to send me some, too.

LongDongTwelve: What do you want?

Big38Jugs: Hard cock, jerking off, cum shots.

LongDongTwelve: Same from you?

Big38Jugs: Except for hard cock, yes.

LongDongTwelve: I'll do what I can.

Big38Jugs: Have to go, clean up my keyboard.

LongDongTwelve: Me, too. Thanks for video, great cum.

Big38Jugs: You, too. I haven't had so much fun for a long time, if ever.

LongDongTwelve: Damn! What did your husband do for you?

Big38Jugs: Not much. I forgot how good it felt to masturbate.

LongDongTwelve: I'm shocked!

Big38Jugs: Me, too. Go away. I have to clean up.

LongDongTwelve: OK. Bye.

Big38Jugs: Bye.

I played the video again. I saw what she meant about her 34 chest size. Her torso was slim and her waist even slimmer. That made her jugs look even bigger.

I jacked off twice more before going to bed that night, both super cums. Jugs' jugs were magnificent. If you could wear out the bits in a video recording, I would have destroyed it.

The next morning, I checked my chat id, not expecting anything, but found another video from her. It was still tits but they were her tits. She made 'em sway, then got more vigorous and made them shake all over the place. Then she started to pinch and pull her nipples and rub her hands all over her tits. God but I wished I could have done that! She pinched her nipples really hard, pulled them vigorously and froze. Her hands quivered as she pulled her nipples, twisting them just a little more. Had she cum? I decided she had when her hands relaxed moments later and she caressed her tits lovingly.

She wasn't in the chat room so I had to wait until later.

LongDongTwelve: Hi, Jugs.

Big38Jugs: Hi, Dong.

LongDongTwelve: Loved your latest video. Did you cum?

Big38Jugs: Couldn't you tell? Yes! Great cum!

LongDongTwelve: Wish I could have been there. Wish I could have given you that cum.

Big38Jugs: Me, too.

LongDongTwelve: I'm curious. When we met, you talked about wearing jeans and a sweatshirt.

Big38Jugs: Normal for a long time.

LongDongTwelve: Is that what you always wore?

Big38Jugs: After I got married, yes.

LongDongTwelve: What about before?

Big38Jugs: Much different. Form fitting, lots of cleavage, lots of leg.

LongDongTwelve: I'm getting hard just thinking about it.

Big38Jugs: Ha. You would. You always get hard.

LongDongTwelve: Every time I think about you.

Big38Jugs: What a line. You're so sweet, just trying to butter me up.

LongDongTwelve: I'll happily smear butter on you, all over.

Big38Jugs: I'll bet. You make me laugh.

LongDongTwelve: I'd like to make you.

Big38Jugs: You keep coming back to that. You know we can't.

LongDongTwelve: I'm not convinced. I'd like pictures of you going out, dressed like before you got married.

Big38Jugs: Fat chance.

LongDongTwelve: I don't want to get fat.

Big38Jugs: I still couldn't go out like that.

LongDongTwelve: What, your husband won't let you?

Big38Jugs: He's gone.

LongDongTwelve: What kind of gone.

Big38Jugs: Unimportant. Just gone.

LongDongTwelve: So why did you start with sweatshirts and jeans?

Big38Jugs: Husband wouldn't allow me to dress like before.

LongDongTwelve: Possessive, jealous?

Big38Jugs: Maybe. Definitely restrictive, controlling.

LongDongTwelve: The world lost something grand when you got married.

Big38Jugs: You make me feel good.

LongDongTwelve: I want to feel you.

Big38Jugs: I think I've read about that somewhere

LongDongTwelve: Do you believe me?

Big38Jugs: I believe you.

LongDongTwelve: If husband is gone, you should re-emerge. Go out dressed to be attractive, not dumpy.

Big38Jugs: The thought makes me nervous.

LongDongTwelve: The thought makes me horny.

Big38Jugs: A light breeze would make you horny.

LongDongTwelve: A light breeze would make me cum when I got horny from thinking about you.

Big38Jugs: I couldn't.

LongDongTwelve: You used to. Why not now?

Big38Jugs: I have to go. We'll chat later.

LongDongTwelve: I can't wait, but I guess I'll have to.

Big38Jugs: Yeah. Bye.

LongDongTwelve: Bye.

I didn't know why Jugs was like she was, but her former husband had obviously suppressed her natural tendencies. What would it take to encourage her to reclaim her former self?

LongDongTwelve: Hey, Jugs.

Big38Jugs: Hey, Dong.

LongDongTwelve: Ready to go out yet?

Big38Jugs: NO!!

LongDongTwelve: What a shame.

LongDongTwelve: Did you rub your tits on things when you were married?

Big38Jugs: Never.

LongDongTwelve: Did you before you were married?

Big38Jugs: All the time. Actually, that's funny.

Big38Jugs: That's how I met my husband.

Big38Jugs: I bumped into him, tits first, at a grocery store, one time.

Big38Jugs: From then on, he was always around, everywhere I turned.

LongDongTwelve: Stalker, huh?

Big38Jugs: I guess. He wore me down, convinced me to marry him.

Big38Jugs: Then he made me dress to hide and stop rubbing on things.

LongDongTwelve: Took away your fun?

Big38Jugs: Definitely. I didn't realize it at the time, though.

LongDongTwelve: Do you realize it now?

Big38Jugs: Now that I think about it, yes.

LongDongTwelve: So when are you going out? Will you reclaim who you used to be?

Big38Jugs: I couldn't. Too old now.

LongDongTwelve: Not according to what I've seen. I love your tits. Both videos.

Big38Jugs: Check your in box.

I went to my in box. Sure enough, I had another video from Jugs. I played it right away.

I had seen pussy videos before but this was personal! She made this one for me! It started with her hot, wet pussy, close up. She played with herself, stroked her lips, rubbed her clit, pushed one, two, three fingers into her cunt, obviously getting more excited by the second as the video progressed.

Without thinking about it, I had my hard cock in my hand, stroking vigorously. I got more excited as she got more excited in the video.

Big38Jugs: Dong?

LongDongTwelve: Busy!

Big38Jugs: Good!

No other video got me as excited as this one. I wanted to close my eyes to savor the intensity of my imminent climax but I couldn't tear my eyes from the video. I rubbed so fast I thought I'd start a fire. Then her hand suddenly got much juicier! My cock spewed and my hand got much juicier. Three spurts landed on my keyboard. I managed to control the rest but I still had a mess to clean up.

I continued to rub my heavily lubricated cock as Jugs, in her video, spread her pussy lips wide to show me inside her, wet, open pussy. She pointedly exposed her hard little clit, then twitched as she gently rubbed it. Then the video was done.

LongDongTwelve: Damn! That's hot! I need a cum-proof keyboard!

Big38Jugs: ROFLOL! Show me yours.

LongDongTwelve: Check your in box.

I quickly sent her a video I had created. It wasn't much, just my hard cock from various angles. It didn't compare to her video I had just watched and would watch innumerable times.

Big38Jugs: I have a place for that! What a handsome cock!

LongDongTwelve: I hoped you'd like it. When can we get together?

Big38Jugs: We can't, you know that.

LongDongTwelve: I don't know any such thing.

Big38Jugs: Send me another video. I want a cum-shot.

LongDongTwelve: Soon.

Big38Jugs: Thanks. I'm excited just thinking about it.

LongDongTwelve: I'm excited by your video, by thinking about making my video for you.

LongDongTwelve: I'm excited by you.

Big38Jugs: I bet you think I should go out and show my tits and twat.

LongDongTwelve: Did you ever do that before?

Big38Jugs: Never.

LongDongTwelve: Does the idea excite you?

Big38Jugs: I'm excited thinking about showing myself to you.

LongDongTwelve: What about going out wearing a bikini and rubbing your tits on things?

Big38Jugs: That's exciting.

LongDongTwelve: Then do it.

Big38Jugs: What about my sun-sensitive skin? I haven't been in the sun since getting married.

LongDongTwelve: Have your escort rub you with sunblock.

LongDongTwelve: Make sure he gets everything protected, even under your suit.

LongDongTwelve: The suit might shift and expose unprotected skin. Can't have that.

Big38Jugs: Oh, yeah, the one whose eye color I know.

LongDongTwelve: Exactly.

Big38Jugs: Husband is gone.

LongDongTwelve: Sounds like a good thing to me. Now you can be you again.

Big38Jugs: I miss that.

LongDongTwelve: You don't have to.

Big38Jugs: I'll think about it. Thanks for the video.

LongDongTwelve: I promise the next one, with the cum shot.

Big38Jugs: Yes, please!

LongDongTwelve: My turn. I have to go.

Big38Jugs: May your aim be true!

LongDongTwelve: Thanks. Bye.

Big38Jugs: Bye.

I made my video of my cock for Jugs. I started with it hard and showed off by flexing my pelvic floor muscles to make it bob. I thought she'd like that. I showed a glass to the camera and set it to the side. I held a bottle of flavored lotion up to the camera, then put a generous dollop on my hand and started to rub. I watched her cum video for inspiration.

It took me a while to make the video. I stood to give the best camera angle for my cock. I had to stop stroking from time to time to replay her cum video. Each time I got closer until I felt the pressure build and my jism rush through my cock. I barely got the glass in place when the first blast shot out of my cock. I came so hard that both my hands were shaking. When my cock softened, I held the glass up to show the camera how much I came.

With all my interruptions to restart Jugs' video, I knew I had to edit mine. As soon as I started isolating cuts, I realized I could use cuts from her video with cuts from mine.

I worked over the edit for a long time, having to stop a few times to rub myself some more. Those weren't on camera but I figured I'd tell her how I edited the videos. When I was done, my masturbation session was interspersed with hers, with our climaxes showing within seconds of each other. I showed her wet pussy and my glass of cum, then her open pussy with repeated shots of me bouncing my original hard-on. Would she get the idea that I wanted to fuck her? I thought the video was hot. I hoped she would, too.

I sent the video and watched to see if she would log on. I kept checking the chat site but she wasn't there. Had I offended her with what I thought was a work of art? As time went on and I didn't see her online, I got more and more nervous.

Beach 

"Rusty, can you do me a favor?" Mom asked as we were eating breakfast.

"Of course, Mom," I agreed. "What can I do for you?"

"I've decided I want to go to the beach tomorrow," she announced. "Will you go with me?"

What kind of weird coincidence was this? The thought was shocking but I dismissed it. Mom, Dad and I had gone to the beach before, so that wasn't really weird. But I had encouraged Jugs to get out and now Mom wanted to go to the beach. Still, on our previous family outings to the beach, Mom had dressed as she always dressed. It was too hot in the sun but she wore jeans and her trademark, shapeless sweatshirt anyway.

Even so, I thought Mom had been cooped up in the house far too much.

"Of course I will," I confirmed. "What's the plan?"

"Just an outing," she explained. "I'll pack a picnic lunch. We'll eat on the beach and just relax."

"Good idea," I confirmed. "You need to relax."

"What do you mean?" she asked defensively.

"It's OK, Mom," I said as soothingly as I could. I hoped it didn't sound patronizing. "You've been up-tight since Dad died. A relaxing day at the beach should help you feel better."

"Yeah, I guess I have," she said thoughtfully. Even with my assurances, though, she seemed edgy.

Mom put together a basket of stuff and a cooler for the picnic the next morning and we headed for the beach. I had my swimming suit on underneath my shorts. Mom wore a long jean skirt and another of her sweatshirts. How was she going to survive a warm day at the beach?

When we had the blanket spread out, I looked at Mom. She had thought of a lot of things I might have missed, like a baby beach umbrella to shade our cooler and ice sleeves for our soft drinks. But she didn't bring a large beach umbrella to shade us. To me, that meant her face, at least, would be exposed to the sun.

"Rusty, I don't want you to be shocked but I want to do something I haven't done for years," she explained. She unzipped her skirt and pushed it down and off her legs. Then she pulled her sweatshirt up and off.

My mouth went dry! I stared at her tits! Mom had tits. More importantly, Mom had a mole on her left tit, visible where her bra didn't cover. Her torso was slim and her waist slimmer. The evidence was there, unmistakable confirmation of all the possibilities I had pushed from my mind. Mom was Big38Jugs!

The shock must have shown on my face but Mom misinterpreted the cause.

"You're staring at my tits, Rusty," she accused with a little grin. "Don't you approve of my bikini?"

"You look fantastic, Mom!" I exclaimed, regretfully ripping my gaze from her tits to look into her eyes. "I never knew you were so beautiful! I mean, I knew your face was beautiful but I didn't realize the rest." I stopped speaking with some effort. The last thing I needed to do at the moment was to go rapturous in praise of my mother's body.

"I'm glad you approve, Rusty," she acknowledged. "Now, before I turn into a cinder, I need you to rub me down with sunblock. Can you do that for me? Will you do a thorough job?"

"Of course, Mom," I agreed readily. Jugs hadn't agreed to go out as I suggested but obviously she had made up her mind to do so without telling me. "Uh, you haven't been in the sun for a long time, have you?"

"No," she acknowledged. "That's why I want you to do a thorough job. Make sure I'm protected even if my suit shifts."




Rusty and Jugs



"You mean up to the edges of your suit?" I asked.

"Up to the edges and under the edges," she confirmed. "I'll take care of my chest. You do everything else. I'm glad you want to take care of me. Make sure I'm fully covered with sunblock."

"I will, Mom," I agreed.

She pushed two depressions in the sand under the blanket and stretched out, fitting her big tits into the depressions. Even with her foresight, her large jugs pushed out to the sides.

Knowing how much Mom, Jugs, that is, loved being touched, I took my time applying the lotion. Actually, I applied the lotion twice because of her sensitivity to the sun. I slathered the lotion on quickly, covering her arms, legs and back.

"That was quick, Rusty," Mom said. "Thanks."

"I'm not done, Mom," I responded. "I just tried to give you quick protection so you didn't burn while I did a thorough job. Now I'm going to go back over everything and make sure you're really protected."

I started again at her feet, rubbing carefully and gently. I ensured that I covered every fraction of an inch of her skin, paying extra attention to her more sensitive areas, like the backs of her knees. I made sure I reached around and through to cover all sides of her legs except the front. When I reached her upper thighs, I was even more careful.

"Remember, Mom, I'm trying to make sure that none of your skin can be burned," I reminded her. Then I rubbed lotion up inside her bikini bottoms by her outer thighs.

She reached down and pulled the sides of her suit higher. The move exposed more of her shapely ass cheeks.

"Mom, you just proved that your suit will move around," I said. "I'm going to have to put sunblock under the bikini bottoms."

"Don't talk about it, do it," she chided playfully. "That's what I asked you to do."

I slid my lotion-covered hands underneath her suit, spreading the sunblock on her hips. Adding lotion to my hands, I again slid my hands up under her suit to cover her ass cheeks. I was amused to see my fingers extending above the waist of her bikini bottoms as I caressed her butt cheeks.

"My mother has a sexy, firm ass," I commented. "I feel honored to be allowed to help protect such a wonderful thing."

Mom pushed her ass up into my hands and laughed. "Just make sure I don't get burned," she responded happily.

After covering her ass thoroughly, including her ass crack, I pulled my hands out from under her bikini bottoms. I slid my hands down her thighs and moved to rub her inner thighs. She spread her legs cooperatively. I rubbed her inner thighs, allowing my fingers to lightly touch and caress the crotch of her swimming suit.

Mom moaned softly and spread her legs, ostensibly allowing me better access to her inner thighs.

I rubbed her crotch lightly as I worked the lotion into the skin of her right thigh.

Mom shook, just a little, as I continued to rub her crotch. Had she cum from my ministrations?

I switched to her other thigh, again rubbing her crotch in the process.

Again, she moaned softly and shook. Had I given her another mini-orgasm?

Emboldened by Mom's instructions and her lack of objection, I pushed the edge of her suit away from her thigh and rubbed lotion into that band of skin between her thigh and her pussy.

She wriggled softly in response.

Finished with one side, I gave the other side the same treatment, rubbing lotion into the corresponding skin between her pussy and the other thigh.

She moaned in response and wriggled again. Was she trying to make my touch extend to her pussy?

I didn't know for sure whether I had stimulated Mom to achieve orgasms but I knew that my cock was hard as a rock as I imagined the possibilities.

I pulled her suit into place, fantasizing about dipping my fingers into her pussy instead.

I straddled her legs and leaned to apply lotion to her torso. I pushed my fingers under the waistband of her suit, letting my touch be more suggestive than intimate. Then I continued up her back, making sure her sides were as well protected as her back. 

When I neared her bra, I unhooked the back and laid the straps out to her sides. Then I carefully applied lotion not only to her full back but also to the breast bulges on each side. I pushed my fingers under her, just a little, not enough to reach her nipples but definitely enough to feel the resilience of her large breasts.

As much as I wanted to continue caressing her tits, I knew I had a more complete assignment. I spread lotion up her sides, unavoidably tickling her in her armpits.

I shifted position for each arm, knowing that my bulge would be obvious if she opened her eyes. I covered each arm individually, down to and including the backs of her hands, making sure that each hand 'accidentally' rubbed across my hard-on before I was done. For each arm, I sat on the appropriate side of her.

Mom rotated her head as I started each arm, facing the arm I worked on. Had she peeked to see my bulge?

"OK, Mom, it's time to turn over," I said.

"Don't you think you'd better hook my bra, first?" she prompted.

"I was hoping you'd forget," I teased. "Oh, well, this isn't a clothing optional beach, so I'll do it properly." I tried to make my voice as much like a pouting child's to emphasize my teasing. But I fastened her bra strap.

Mom sat up, adjusting her bra for better comfort, then reclined on her back.

I ran my gaze up and down her body in fascination. "You're beautiful, Mom," I breathed.

"I thought you were in a hurry to make sure my skin is protected," she reminded me.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," I stammered.

Once again, I quickly smeared lotion on the major areas of Mom's body, starting with her chest.

"I said I'd do my chest," she objected unconvincingly.

"You don't want to wait until I finish the rest," I countered.

When she didn't object further, I finished the quick smear, ensuring that I spread lotion between her ample breasts, and started the detailed work.

Once again, I started with her feet and worked my way up her shapely legs. I ensured that everything was covered with sunblock including the insides and outsides of her legs.

When I reached the bottoms of her suit, I again slide my hands under the suit, first on the outside of her hips, then across her lower stomach to ensure that the front was covered. I felt the edges of her bush next to my thumbs but avoided actually rubbing her there. I was again amused to see my fingers extending up beyond the waistband of her bikini bottoms as I rubbed the lotion into her skin.

It was an amazing experience to rub Mom's lower stomach under her bikini bottoms. I was thrilled to discover how smooth and firm her skin was and even more thrilled that she allowed me to touch her so intimately. She was exciting as Jugs. She was even more exciting as Mom!

When I slid my hands to finish her inner thighs, she spread her legs widely to give me access. A look of disappointment flashed across her face when I rubbed lotion into a thigh without touching the crotch of her suit. She put her legs closer together until my rubbing on her thighs forced me to touch her crotch. Then she sighed and visibly relaxed.

Emboldened by her movement and her previous response to my rubbing on her crotch, I rubbed with a firmer touch. I kept contact with her thigh so I had an excuse if she called me on my inappropriate touches but intentionally and firmly rubbed her suit covering her pussy.

I was delighted when Mom's hips began to rise and fall in time with my rubbing motions. I was even more delighted when she shook in another apparent mini-orgasm and sighed softly.

I took that as my signal to switch to the other thigh and continue rubbing her crotch.

In moments, Mom resumed her hip movements and soon showed the signs of yet another mini-orgasm.

Almost too distracted, I realized that I had to continue to apply lotion. Unwilling to abandon the near-pussy experience, I pushed the crotch of the suit to the side, not quite uncovering her pussy lips, and applied lotion to the skin between her thigh and her pussy. She spread her legs widely to encourage my touch.

I rubbed carefully and thoroughly until I realized that I had almost uncovered one of her pussy lips. With regret, I pulled the suit into place on that side and shifted to the other side.

I glanced up to see how Mom felt about my attentions. She had her eyes shut and had a soft smile on her face. Was she dreaming about Dong doing this for her?

I rubbed this side just as carefully and maybe a little more thoroughly, making sure I had enough lotion to do a good job. I pushed the limits and actually uncovered one of her pussy lips before I relented and regretfully pulled her suit into place. She wanted Dong and this was a public place. In spite of the liberties I had taken, I wanted her agreement and willing participation before getting more overtly sexual with her.

My cock was painfully hard as I moved to rub sunblock into her torso. One thought occupied my minds as I neared her bra. Would she allow me to spread sunblock on her tits?

As I finished applying lotion to her torso, I slid my fingers fractionally under her bra, coating her sides and lightly touching the undersides of her breasts.

"Mom, may I protect your chest?" I asked. "I know you said you'd do it but I want to make sure you don't get burned anywhere."

"Are you sure?" she responded. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

"I'm sure, Mom," I said. "I want to protect you." What I really wanted to do was play with her big tits.

"Well, OK," she agreed with a smile. "Just make sure you don't get carried away and that we don't get arrested."

"I'll be careful," I promised. I pulled her straps off of her shoulders and pulled the front of her bra down over her breasts, carefully stopping when I saw just the edges of her areola. Because of the size of her tits and the way they rested on her chest, the bra was down a long ways but still protected her modesty, technically.

Mom glanced to see how I had positioned her bra, then lowered her head with a happy sigh and closed her eyes.

I applied the sunblock to Mom's chest, spending more time on her breast flesh than I should have, maybe, but I was happy with how her mounds felt under my hands. I carefully spread sunblock between her tits, down to and under the bra strap crossing her chest. A couple of times, I had to readjust her bra because it slipped to reveal more of her areola than I intended. I wanted to see more but didn't think this beach at this time was where and when I should achieve that goal.

With the entire upper slopes of Mom's tits protected, I spread sunblock on her shoulders and put the bra straps back in place. Then I protected her arms, carefully covered her face, neck and ears and pronounced the job done.

"That felt so good, Rusty," Mom said. "Thanks, son."

"My pleasure, Mom," I said, thinking about how I wanted to also caress the parts of her body that were covered by her bikini, her tits and pussy. "You know we'll have to do this again in about an hour and a half."

"We do?" she responded in surprise. Then a hint of a smile crossed her lips.

"Read the bottle," I clarified. "You're supposed to apply sunblock every two hours to keep its effectiveness. With your sensitive skin, an hour and a half sounds smarter."

"I'll take your word for it," she acknowledged. "You need sunblock on, too, don't you?"

"If you'll apply it," I agreed.

"I'll be happy to," she said.

I stretched out and Mom started on me. The legs of my swimming trunks were long, so even though she applied lotion well up under my swimming trunks, she didn't approach my crotch. However, when she started on my torso, she pushed her fingers under the waistband of my suit. My cock was pointed up and I felt her fingers lightly touch my hard-on.

I had my eyes closed to enjoy her touches but peeked a little to see if she reacted to touching me.

She stared intently at my bulge and continued to apply lotion. Then she lightly stroked my cock again. The fifth time she touched it, I decided to play a little. I made my cock jump. Mom jumped in surprise. I closed my eyes quickly as I saw her shift her gaze to look at me.

I really wanted to push her hands fully inside my suit but resisted the temptation. I was so much aware that Mom was Big38Jugs, the woman I had the total hots for, that I was painfully erect for the whole time. Mom didn't say anything about it while she applied lotion to me but I knew that she knew I was aroused.

"I didn't realize you were such a hunk, Rusty," she said. "Your athletics have toned your body quite nicely. The girls must go nuts when they see your chest."

"If they do, they haven't told me about it," I countered.

"You know, before I met your father, I wouldn't let a date put lotion on me or me on him unless we knew each other quite well," she said.

"I'm glad we know each other well enough," I assured her. "I'll be your date any time."

"Yeah, like that wouldn't raise some eyebrows, a mother and son rubbing each other," she countered.

"If anyone notices, they'll just think I'm the luckiest guy in the world, having such a beautiful date," I claimed.

"Let's get in the water," she suggested, declaring my sunblock application complete. Without waiting, she ran for the surf

I raced after her, keeping up but not trying to catch up because I was so fascinated by how sexy she looked running down the beach. I thought of all the wasted years when I didn't know about her hourglass shape, hidden under her shapeless sweatshirts. Dad was really screwed up and did Mom a huge disservice.

I lost sight of her when she dove into the water. I dove in myself, then stood to look around and see if I could spot her.

The next thing I knew, Mom was rising from the water right next to me, rubbing her big tits up my body until she was fully erect. I turned and pulled her for a hug, which she happily shared, holding me close and pressing her tits into my chest.

Then she pulled away and dove into the water, racing away from me for a few seconds. She dodged around some other swimmers and was again lost from sight.

I half-swam, half-waded in the direction she had taken but couldn't spot her. Then she again rose from the water right next to me. This time, one large breast rubbed up over my hard cock. She pulled me for another hug, pressing her tits against my chest and pressing her mound against my hard-on.

She giggled and dashed away again.

This time I moved to the side and managed to keep track of where she had gone. When she turned to look for me, I was out of her line of sight, to her side, and continued to move so I was behind her.

I snuck up behind her and grabbed her around her waist, falling backwards to drop us both in the surf. She struggled, trying to pull my hands away. When I stood up, still holding her, I realized that I had both hands full of her tits and my hard-on was pressed into the crack of her ass.

Embarrassed, I pulled my hands from her tits. She turned to face me. "I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't mean, . . ." I said.

"Don't worry, Rusty, those things happen when you're playing in the water," she assured me. She turned and swam away to continue our game of tag.

Her next ploy was to try to upend me. But she was too short and I was too heavy. She grabbed me from behind and tried to pull me over backward. All she managed to do was press her tits against my lower back and grab my hard-on in a vise grip. Then she wrapped her legs around mine and I toppled on top of her. She released her grip on me, gave my ass a two-handed squeeze and was off again.

I saw her trying to position for another attack but managed to get behind her. I spun her around, grabbed her ass in both hands and pressed my face into her cleavage. I lifted her up before tipping her backward into the water.

Mom came up sputtering and laughing. She rushed forward and wrapped her arms around my thighs, pushing her face against my hard-on. That move managed to tip me over and I went under. I let her escape. As she swam over my body, she rubbed her tits against me from my thighs to my face.

We splashed around for quite a while, each encounter resulting in groping touches that would have gotten us ejected from the beach if we hadn't been camouflaged by the water and our splashing. While we both pretended that we were playing innocently, I knew that my hard-on was inspired by my sexy mother and I knew that Jugs loved rubbing her tits on people and things, obviously including me.

When we finally left the water, Mom grabbed my arm and rubbed her tit against it all the way to our blanket.

"I think it's time for more lotion," she said. "Do you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind," I responded. "How could I mind touching the soft skin of the sexiest woman on the beach?"

"You think I'm sexy?" she prompted.

Careful, I thought. I knew she was Big38Jugs but she didn't know I was LongDongTwelve. "You're the definition of sexy," I affirmed.

"Well, please spread more lotion on your sexy mother," she said with a laugh. She laid face down on the blanket and unhooked her bra.

I applied lotion as I had before, except that I touched her crotch even more definitely than before. I still didn't touch her pussy directly but paid careful attention to that skin between her thighs and her pussy. She had mini-orgasms again, just as before. When I covered her chest with lotion, I was extremely tempted to pull her bra down to expose her nipples. But I resisted that temptation. I knew that my desire for Big38Jugs was stronger than ever, now that I knew she was my mother. I tried to imagine a plan that would allow me to make that happen but couldn't come up with any concrete ideas that seemed practical.

When I finished with Mom's sunblock, she again applied the lotion to me. When I was face down, she sat on my butt to apply the lotion to my back. When I was face up, she again sat on my hips. I was enthralled with the pressure of her pussy on my perpetual hard-on.

Again protected from the sun, we returned to the water to play some more. It seemed easier for me to sneak up behind her. Was she pretending not to notice where I was?

Each time I grabbed her around the waist from behind, she tried to remove my hands, or was that a pretense, too? I shared in the pretense, allowing my hands to be moved. When we surfaced after I pulled her over, I found my hands in interesting places, usually holding her jugs but one time with a hand holding a tit and the other hand cupping her crotch.

Mom took her own liberties without my assistance. She often tried to tip me over with hare hands grabbing my ass or, from behind, one or both of her hands holding my continuing hard-on.

How could I get Mom to admit that she was Big38Jugs? How could I get her to do what she had admitted, as Big38Jugs, that we both wanted to do? Those thoughts haunted me each time we grabbed each other. I had no immediate answer. Should I invite her for dates at the beach? Would she accept such an invitation and extend our games for more exploration?

After only half an hour in the water, we decided to rest on the beach blanket.

"I've had fun today, Rusty," Mom said as we slowly ate our sandwiches.

"Me, too," I acknowledged. Would she recognize the phrase we exchanged so often in the chat room? "I'll volunteer to be your date any time."

"I might just take you up on that," she responded with a grin.

After eating, we remained on the beach blanket, watching the antics of others on the beach. Actually, even though there was lots of eye candy on the beach, I spent more time looking at Mom's than at the other women. Mom primarily watched other people but I caught her sneakily gazing at my bulge from time to time.

"I think we'd better head home," Mom suggested after we had rested in the sun for a while.




Rusty and Jugs



"OK," I agreed.

We gathered our gear and lugged it to the car. I trailed behind, again watching Mom's luscious ass and the fascinating movements it made.

At the car, Mom pulled her shapeless sweatshirt on again, fussing with something underneath before extending her arms into the sleeves. She stuffed something into her beach bag. She stood beside the car as I stowed our gear, including her beach bag.

When I finished with the gear, I looked to see what Mom was doing. She stood, gazing at the horizon.

When I looked more closely, I saw that she was rubbing the car door back and forth across her tits. Seeing the soft smile on her face, I decided not to interrupt.

Finally, I couldn't pretend to be packing any more. I climbed into the driver's seat. "Mom," I said softly, as I would if she had been asleep. "Mom?"

"What?" she responded with a jerk, obviously surprised to emerge from her reverie.

"Penny for your thoughts," I offered. Would she really tell me what she was thinking about?

"Oh, nothing," she answered. "I was just enjoying the view." She climbed into the car and we left the beach parking lot.

I was driving, still wearing my swimming suit. Mom wore her sweatshirt and had her arms crossed over her breasts. I noticed the rapt expression on her face and her closed eyes. Her hands, moving on the front of her breasts, told me what was going on.

"Are you OK, Mom?" I asked.

"What?" she responded in surprise. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Her hands continued to move on her tits and she finally realized the fact. "Oh, my god. Rusty, I'm sorry. My nipples are really sensitive right now and I have to rub 'em. Please don't think your old mother is weird."

I thought of her chat room persona and how much she loved to rub her own tits. Could I encourage her without revealing my own chat room persona? "That's OK, Mom," I responded. "You deserve to feel good and I think you should continue to do what makes you feel good. I might try to watch, at least when I don't have to pay attention to driving. On the other hand, if you need your date to help, I'll be happy to pull over and act like a proper date."

She laughed. "You just keep driving," she ordered. "Drive and don't get too bent out of shape while I make my nipples feel better."

She closed her eyes and pulled at her nipples more obviously. I watched when I could, fascinated when she had multiple mini-orgasms. She didn't seem to notice when I watched and only released her tits when we pulled into our driveway at home.

When we had our gear in the house, sorted and cleaned, Mom pulled me to the living room to sit on the sofa.

"Rusty, I'm sorry for how I behaved today," she said.

I was shocked! Did Mom regret having a wonderfully sensual day? Was this an opportunity to encourage her and plant the idea that I wanted to get closer to her? "I don't think you have anything to apologize for," I countered. "I had lots of fun today and I thought you did, too. In fact, I think we should go to the beach more often, maybe on a regular basis. Remember, I volunteered to be your date."

She laughed. "You did, didn't you?" she confirmed. "I really enjoyed our day, too. I was afraid I was too selfish. You know I kind of used you."

"Mom, if today was an example of you being selfish, I really hope I'm around when you decide to be generous. How do you think you used me?"

"I have kind of a thing for this guy," she revealed. "I pretended I was with him on the beach."

"So I was kind of a surrogate because he couldn't be there?" I prompted.

"That's about right," she admitted.

"Are you happy with what you do with him?" I asked. "Does it feel good to think about him?"

"Yes, to both," she confirmed.

I was ecstatic. Mom loved thinking about Dong and acted out her thoughts with me. "Mom, I want you to be happy," I said. "You've been down most of the time since Dad died. If you're happy with what you do with your guy, I think you should continue. In fact, I think you should do more."

"Really?" she responded. "Do you think so? I thought maybe I was kind of over the top on our drive home. I shouldn't have rubbed my tits through my sweatshirt in front of you."

I couldn't help it. I laughed. One primary thought occupied my mind during our entire drive home and now I could tell Mom about it.

"Mom, the only thing wrong with what you did on the way home was that you were still wearing your sweatshirt," I announced. "I had the distinct impression that you would have liked it more without that barrier in the way." I continued in a conspiratorial tone, "In fact, I wouldn't have minded watching that."

She laughed again. Was that relief in her laughter?

"I want you to remember that I love you and I want you to be happy," I affirmed. "Do more with your guy and be happy. I'll do everything I can to help make you happy. If he's not available and I can be a surrogate, I'll do it. Or, if you want me to be your date, I'll be happy to do that too. Please say you want me to be your date."

Mom laughed again. Her face practically glowed in pleasure.

== == == == ==

LongDongTwelve: Hey, Jugs.

Big38Jugs: Hey, Dong. I have news.

LongDongTwelve: Oh, tell me it's another video!

Big38Jugs: No, I went to the beach wearing my bikini.

LongDongTwelve: Wow! You knocked out every guy there, right?

Big38Jugs: I didn't notice, I just had fun.

LongDongTwelve: How did you feel?

Big38Jugs: I felt wonderful. You were right. It's been too long.

Big38Jugs: I intend to do it again.

LongDongTwelve: With me?

Big38Jugs: You know better.

LongDongTwelve: No, I don't.

Big38Jugs: How? You don't know where I am and I don't know where you are.

LongDongTwelve: We already know each other. I saw you on the beach with your son.

Big38Jugs: WHAT?!! That's impossible.

LongDongTwelve: Maybe improbable, but it's true.

Big38Jugs: How could you possibly know that?

LongDongTwelve: It's the mole on your left tit. I saw it on your video. I saw it on the beach.

Big38Jugs: Who are you?

LongDongTwelve: I can't tell you, yet. But I want to see you.

Big38Jugs: Or what?

LongDongTwelve: What do you mean?

Big38Jugs: You know something about me but I know nothing about you.

Big38Jugs: I wouldn't like it if you tried to blackmail me.

Big38Jugs: What are you going to do if I decline to see you?

LongDongTwelve: I'll honor your wishes and regret it for the rest of my life.

LongDongTwelve: I'll never blackmail you.

Big38Jugs: Noble words, empty words. I can't trust you.

LongDongTwelve: You trusted me before you went to the beach.

Big38Jugs: That was before you stalked me.

LongDongTwelve: I didn't stalk you. I just saw you when I was on the same beach.

LongDongTwelve: Saw you and recognized your mole. You're beautiful, you know.

Big38Jugs: Sweet talking devil. I don't mean that in a nice way.

LongDongTwelve: Jugs, what can I say?

Big38Jugs: You violated my privacy. How do we know each other?

Big38Jugs: Do I know the color of your eyes?

LongDongTwelve: Yes, you do.

Big38Jugs: But I feel exposed.

LongDongTwelve: You sent me some wonderful videos, showing much more than your bikini did.

Big38Jugs: Don't make me regret that.

LongDongTwelve: I don't regret it. I want to see you.

Big38Jugs: How can I know that you're not feeding me a bunch of bullshit?

Big38Jugs: How can I know that you really know me?

LongDongTwelve: 3615

Big38Jugs: Holy shit! That's my address. You do know me.

LongDongTwelve: Yes.

Big38Jugs: Leave me alone. I can't deal with this.

What could I say? I made a huge mistake telling Mom that I knew who she was, who Jugs was. I had no idea how to recover from that idiocy. Not only that, I had promised her that I'd honor her wishes. And she just told me to leave her alone.

LongDongTwelve: OK

Big38Jugs: What?

I remained silent. She had asked me to leave her alone and I agreed. I could only chat with her if she invited me to.

I visited the chat room frequently after that. She was almost always there. But I refrained from chatting with her. I made her a promise and intended to keep it.

It was awkward being around Mom at home but she seemed as distracted as I was. Maybe she didn't notice my state of mind.

The silence from Big38Jugs drew out into days, then weeks. I watched her videos every chance I got but they started to remind me of my loss rather than my excitement. What could I have done differently?

I made videos for Jugs, showing my hard-on, jacking off, lots of cum shots. But even those lost their luster and I never sent them. If she didn't want to see me, my videos would be as welcome as a male streaker at a conservative, religious lesbian convention. Even if she liked them, it would be unfair manipulation.

Big38Jugs: Dong?

LongDongTwelve: I'm here, Jugs.

Big38Jugs: You've been here a lot.

LongDongTwelve: You, too. Are you OK?

Big38Jugs: Do you care?

LongDongTwelve: More than you know.

Big38Jugs: I missed something.

LongDongTwelve: Can you tell me about it?

Big38Jugs: I miss having you tell me how to touch myself.

LongDongTwelve: So I don't have to leave you alone any more?

Big38Jugs: It took me a while to realize why you were silent.

Big38Jugs: You really were honoring my wish, weren't you?

LongDongTwelve: Just like I promised. It wasn't easy to keep that promise.

LongDongTwelve: I missed you, too. I wanted more videos. I wanted to make you cum.

LongDongTwelve: I made some videos for you.

Big38Jugs: Oh, goodie! When can I see them?

LongDongTwelve: Are you sure you want them?

Big38Jugs: Absolutely! Please, please, please.

LongDongTwelve: I don't want you to think I'm a pervert, exposing myself to you.

Big38Jugs: Send the damned videos!

LongDongTwelve: OK, OK. Give me a minute.

I sent three videos, one with just my hard cock from various angles, the other two were cum shots.

LongDongTwelve: There, I sent three.

Big38Jugs: Check your in-box. I sent you two.

LongDongTwelve: Can we chat before I look at your videos?

Big38Jugs: Sure, what's up?

LongDongTwelve: I didn't mean to freak you out when I said we knew each other.

Big38Jugs: It's OK.

LongDongTwelve: You mean you weren't freaked?

Big38Jugs: I was freaked, definitely. But I realized something else, too.

Big38Jugs: All the times you said you wanted to see me, I wanted to see you, too.

Big38Jugs: I decided to make it happen. We can get together.

LongDongTwelve: That's wonderful! Can I set the rules?

Big38Jugs: What rules?

LongDongTwelve: You'll freak again when you find out who I am.

LongDongTwelve: Losing you for weeks was terrible. I don't want to lose you again.

LongDongTwelve: I want us to make love before you find out who I am.

Big38Jugs: What rules?

LongDongTwelve: Let me visit you in your bedroom.

LongDongTwelve: Wear a blindfold so I can make love to you without revealing my secret identity.

LongDongTwelve: If you like what we do together, tell me we can make love again and again.

LongDongTwelve: If you don't like it, tell me to leave and I'll disappear forever.

Big38Jugs: Would you really?

LongDongTwelve: With extreme difficulty, but yes.

Big38Jugs: What about my son?

LongDongTwelve: Oh, you want him to watch?

Big38Jugs: No, silly. You make me laugh all the time. I love that.

Big38Jugs: I don't want him to know when we get together. He can meet you later.

LongDongTwelve: Can't you send him for a night away from home, maybe at friends?

Big38Jugs: Maybe. I'll work on it. I'll let you know when.

LongDongTwelve: I like that! When, not if.

Big38Jugs: Definitely when. It wasn't an easy decision but I want you, maybe more than you want me.

LongDongTwelve: Impossible!

Big38Jugs: I have to run. I'll be in touch.

LongDongTwelve: Is it time to open our videos?

Big38Jugs: Hell, yes! I'm going to do that now, then I have to run some errands.

Big38Jugs: Tell me what you think the next time we chat.

LongDongTwelve: I will. Me for the videos. Bye.

Big38Jugs: Laughing. Bye.

LongDongTwelve: OK, Bye.

Big38Jugs: Bye.

Mom started to make comments about things I'd like to do away from home. She suggested a sleepover but I pointed out that guys my age didn't do sleepovers. Then she started to ask about performances I might enjoy. If I didn't know what she was up to, I would have been really excited about the opportunities. OK, so I was excited about the opportunities, just not the ones she proposed.

"So it's settled," Mom said. "I'll give you two tickets for Blue Man Group for Saturday. It's too far away for you to drive it when you're tired, so I'll pay for you to stay in a hotel overnight. How's that sound?"

"It's wonderful, Mom," I acknowledged. "I've always wanted to see if you can really see their eyes in person like they show up on TV."

"So you accept?" she prompted.

"Wouldn't you like to come along?" I offered. Knowing what she had in mind, I didn't want to make it too easy for her.

"No, I just plan to rattle around here, take a long, luxurious bath, you know, girl things," she countered. "Besides, you can't fool me. I can see in your eyes how eager you are for this. Take the deal."

"OK, I accept," I said with a grin. "Thanks, Mom. I appreciate this more than you know." She'd find out soon enough why I was so eager. In the meantime, I had my own preparations to make for the evening.

== == == == ==

Big38Jugs: Hi, Dong.

LongDongTwelve: Hi, Jugs. What's up?

Big38Jugs: We're on for Saturday night! Is that a good time for you?

LongDongTwelve: It's perfect! You'll have your son out of the way?

Big38Jugs: Out of the way, out of town, overnight! I'm excited!

LongDongTwelve: Me, too. When will the coast be clear?

Big38Jugs: Giggle! He'll be gone all afternoon and evening, but you should come to my bedroom at about seven.

Big38Jugs: I'll be naked on my bed in my bedroom, wearing only a blindfold.

Big38Jugs: The back door will be unlocked.

LongDongTwelve: You're amazing! I can't wait!

Big38Jugs: Me, too!

LongDongTwelve: Jugs, one more thing.

Big38Jugs: What's that, Dong?

LongDongTwelve: When I'm making love to you, let me make my own moves.

LongDongTwelve: Don't grab me, just relax and enjoy it.

Big38Jugs: What are you going to do? That scares me.

LongDongTwelve: I would never hurt you.

LongDont12: I just want to explore you slowly.

LongDont12: You're too amazing to just fuck.

Big38Jugs: What if I get too excited? I'm excited now!

LongDongTwelve: Me, too.

LongDont12: I promise, when we both get too excited, we'll fuck our brains out.

Big38Jugs: Deal.

Party 

I gave the Blue Man Group tickets to my best friend. He and his girlfriend would see the show and stay in the hotel room Mom had reserved for me.

I showered and dressed, as though actually going to the performance.

"Isn't it about time for you to go?" Mom asked. She was apparently as eager to get me out of the house as I was to return to it.

"It's just a five hour drive, Mom," I answered. "I'll be fine."

"I thought maybe you'd clean up when you got there," she commented. "You do have the room, and all."

"If I feel grubby after the drive, I'll do that," I agreed. "But you're right. I should leave now to make sure I have extra time to account for crazy drivers and slowdowns on the way."

"I hope you have a wonderful time," she said, pulling me for a hug.

"I feel bad, leaving you alone on a Saturday," I said.

"Don't worry about me, not even a little," she chided. "I'll be fine. I promise I won't get bored, as much as that promise might hurt your little ego."

"OK, I get the message," I said. "I'll be back tomorrow."

I climbed in my car and drove away. I had errands to run before I returned home.

I returned to the house a couple of minutes after seven, hoping Mom was already in her bedroom. Juggling the three dozen red roses in three vases, I found the back door unlocked, as she had promised. One dozen went on the island in the kitchen, where Mom would see it the next morning. I carried the other two with me as I mounted the stairs.

As promised, Mom was naked on the bed, except for her blindfold. She was already aroused, twisting and pulling her sensitive nipples. Her pussy was wet and partly open.

I slipped into her room as quietly as I could, placing one dozen roses on her bedside stand, the other on her dresser. What was the other table doing in her bedroom, beside the bed? She had added a small table holding just an insulated, soft-sided lunch carrier. It struck me as odd, not being a decorator item in any sense of the word. Still, I had more interesting things on my mind so I easily pushed the carrier from my mind.

"Is that you, Dong?" she asked nervously.

I pulled one of the roses out of its vase and caressed her lips with it.

"Is that a rose?" she asked. "That's sweet. Thank you, Dong." Was that relief I heard in her voice?

I caressed her lips with the rose for a few more moments before returning it to its vase. Then I quietly and quickly stripped. My cock was hard and eager. I was about to get something I would never have imagined just a few months ago, willing sex with the most beautiful, sexy woman I knew. But I wanted to pay attention to Mom before my cock got its due attention.

I stared at Mom's beauty, fascinated that she was eagerly available for me.

"Dong?" she asked fearfully. "Are you still there?"

I reached and softly touched both her nipples simultaneously.

She jumped with my initial touches. Then she giggled. "Oh, I guess you're going to tease me, aren't you?"

Taking her comment as a clue, I let my hands wander around her huge tits, loving the soft feeling of her skin, trying to keep my touch as gentle as I could.

Mom shivered.

I slid my hands up her chest, to the sides of her neck and to the sides of her face, cupping her cheeks. When I rubbed with one hand, she leaned her head into that hand. I rubbed with the other hand and her head followed my touch. Rather than play games with her, making her turn her head from side to side, I held her head still and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. No tongue, just a delicate, soft, tantalizing kiss. I had never kissed her lips before. They were delightful.

I felt Mom's hands move, maybe to grab my head, but she returned them to her sides. Perfect! She remembered my request.

I explored Mom's amazing body, her flat stomach, her rounded hips, her feet, calves, knees and thighs. When I caressed her inner thighs, she spread her legs even wider in invitation.

She caught her breath in tiny gasps with each new place I touched. Good! Her eagerness matched my own.

My cock ached with desire but this was about making Mom feel loved. My cock would get its turn, later. I caressed up her torso again, caressed around her big tits and leaned to capture one of her nipples between my lips.

"Oh, Dong, you don't know how much I've wanted you to suck my nipples," she breathed softly. "Playing with them, as you ordered, was so exciting. Now it's you!"

I squeezed her nipple between my lips and reached to capture the other nipple with my hand. I tweaked the rubbery nub between my fingers as I sucked the first one.

"Yes! More!" Mom exclaimed.

Paying attention to her nipples would be nice but she deserved something special. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. I wrapped both hands around her big jug and squeezed, forcing her nipple deeper into my mouth. I wanted to give her the feeling that I had her whole, huge tit in my mouth. I sucked harder, ran my tongue around her erect nipple and flicked her sensitive hardness with my tongue.

"Oh, yes, Dong!" she exclaimed. She quivered again, her first mini-orgasm of our session.




Rusty and Jugs



I switched to the other tit, giving it the same treatment and eliciting another mini-orgasm.

With our mutual eagerness established, I kissed between her tits and down her torso.

She arched her back to press her torso to my lips, then lifted her hips when I kissed across her stomach. The invitation to kiss her pussy was clear.

But I caressed her hips and kissed her thighs.

She moaned her disappointment and spread her legs to make her invitation more explicit.

I took the opportunity to kiss the inside skin of her thighs.

Her moaning sounded more eager than before.

I licked the skin between her thighs and her pussy, that same skin we had enjoyed so much when I spread lotion during our beach outing.

She wriggled her hips and managed to maneuver my tongue to stroke her pussy lips.

I licked her slit from bottom to top, easily finding her hard little clit. She was so wet that I had to swallow the lubrication I picked up with my tongue. She tasted wonderful and I knew I'd always be thrilled with that flavor.

"Yes, Dong, eat me!" Mom demanded. "Don't tease me, just make me cum!"

I didn't quite dive in but I didn't extend my teasing as much as I had planned. After sucking and licking her pussy lips, I found her clit.

She had yet another mini-orgasm as soon as I touched the sensitive nub.

I licked around her clit, giving random attention to it in passing. Then I increased the frequency of my touches and finally sucked on it.

"That's it, Dong, make me cum," she begged.

I settled in to sucking her clit and giving it tongue-flicks.

She wriggled her hips in appreciation.

I reached around her hips to find her nipples. They were as hard as her clit. I rolled her nipples between my fingers as I licked and sucked her clit.

"Oh, yes!" she breathed.

It was time for me to grant her wish, to make her cum. I smoothly intensified my touches on her clit and her nipples, synching my intensity with her responses

By the time I vigorously twisted and pulled her nipples, by the time I tongued her clit as firmly and quickly as I could, she was gasping and writhing under me.

Somehow, I licked, sucked and pinched even harder.

Mom went ballistic! She twisted and jerked in a more intense orgasm than any I had seen in her videos. She clamped her thighs on my head! She grabbed my hands and made me pinch and pull her nipples even harder.

"Oh, god, Dong," she whispered with awe. "Oh, god!" She breathed deeply.

I softened my touches to let her down gently from her climax. I slid up her body to give her a soft kiss, along with a good taste of her own pussy. As I moved, I dragged my hard cock along her skin. I moved beside her, not promising a vaginal fuck, at least not yet.

"Dong, I've decided," she announced.

I wasn't ready for her promise, yet. What if she decided against me? What if she decided for me but was so shocked that she'd reject me anyway when she found out who I was?

No, I had to get her more excited still. I had to fill her with as much pleasure as I could. Selfishly, I had to make this such a memorable experience for both of us that even if she rejected me, I would have fantasies enough to last for years.

I guided her hands to press her tits together.

"Are you going to fuck my tits?" she asked happily. "There's a bottle of baby oil in the lunch carrier. Make my tits slick!"

I zipped the carrier open and pulled out the baby oil. It was warm. So that's what the lunch carrier was for! I quickly grabbed the baby oil and poured a little warmth in the valley between her boobs.

She cooed as I spread the oil around, caressing her big jugs. I applied more oil until her huge mounds were slick and covered with oil. It felt incredibly good to caress her slick, oiled tits all over.

"That's wonderful, Dong," Mom said breathlessly.

I rubbed my hand between her tits and she pushed them together to feel my touches more intensively.

"Yes, that's where I want your cock, Dong," she confirmed.

I straddled her torso and laid my cock between her luscious tits.

She pushed her tits together, wrapping my hard-on in a warm, slick tunnel of pleasure. Before I could move, she rubbed her tits up and down my shaft

If it felt half as good for her as it felt for me, I understood why she loved to have her tits fucked. I rocked my hips, making my cock slide between her tits.

Mom lifted her tits higher.

I shifted position to follow her, keeping my cock between her rubbing jugs. I leaned over her, putting my weight on my hands just beside her head.

Mom took the opportunity to rub her nipples across my stomach. "That's good, Long Dong," she praised. "Fuck my tits. Let me rub my nipples on you." She actively rubbed my cock with her tits.

I thought it would feel good to rub my cock between Mom's big tits but she had mad skills. The way she rubbed my cock with her tits and the slick feeling of the oil on her skin had me quickly approaching my first climax for the evening. Then it got better!

When I shifted my position to follow Mom's tits, I didn't know it but I put my cock within reach of her mouth.

She lifted her head and reached with her tongue each time I pushed my cock between her tits and toward her mouth.

I saw the possibilities and guided my cock to touch her lips with each stroke.

Mom licked me a couple of times, then, on the next stroke, took the head of my cock into her mouth. She moaned in disappointment when I pulled away from her mouth to continue my strokes between her tits. But she held her mouth ready and captured the head of my cock with the next thrust.

I repeatedly pushed my cock in the slick tunnel between her tits, thrilled with the sensation there and the feeling each time Mom took my cock's head into her mouth.

Mom sucked and licked rapidly each time she got my cock into her mouth. When I backed away for another thrust, she rubbed my cock with her oily tits and rubbed her nipples against my lower stomach. I couldn't believe how good it all felt.

Suddenly, quicker than I thought it might, I felt a geyser of cum rush through my cock. I pushed forward to let Mom take my cock head into her mouth, just as the first blast of cum shot out.

Mom captured the blast in her mouth and tried to suck to hold me there but I was already withdrawing for another thrust. My cock spewed another shot of cum up her chest and around her neck, then the third shot again blasted into her mouth. The remaining spurts painted her chest and made a cum pool at the top of her cleavage.

"You taste so good, Dong," she announced. "Feed me your cum. Wipe it from my chest and feed it to me."

I did as she asked, wiping blobs of my cum from her neck and chest, letting her suck each tidbit from my fingers. As we cleaned up the ropy, white strands, each bit grew smaller until I couldn't chase down any more blobs. I let her suck my fingers for a while to give her the idea that she had tasted and swallowed all of it.

"Dong, I've decided," she said.

Once again, I was afraid of her decision. I had two more things to do, two experiences to give her before I dared to let her announce her choice. Even with the pleasure we shared, I was afraid she'd reject me when she discovered my secret identity. I touched her lips again to tell her to be quiet.

I shifted my position and laid my flaccid cock across her lips. She eagerly sucked my penis into her mouth and licked around it.

Knowing what I wanted to do next and excited by Mom's eager attentions, I felt my cock respond quickly. In moments, I was hard again.

With my position beside her head, Mom couldn't get my cock as deeply into her mouth as she wanted. But I could do what I wanted. I caressed her oiled tits, thrilled again at how wonderful they felt. I slid my hand down her torso to touch between her legs. First, I caressed that skin that I had so carefully rubbed when we were on the beach. Then I ventured between her lips. She was wet, incredibly wet!

I moved between Mom's legs, positioning my cock near the mouth of her eager cunt. I lifted her legs to my shoulders.

"Oh, yes, Dong, that's the way!" Mom exclaimed. "That's how we rub my cervix!"

I slid my hard cock onto her slick slit, slowly pressing deeper.

"You're such a damned tease, Dong!" Mom exclaimed. "But you feel so good there! Give me all of it!"

I withdrew part way, then pressed deeper again. I took my time getting my entire cock into her hot pussy, making sure her copious lubrication coated my cock to protect us both.

Finally, I felt the root of my cock press against her pelvis. My hard cock was fully inside my mother's hot, eager pussy!

I began to pump my hips, driving my cock in repeated thrusts into Mom's cunt.

"That's the way, Dong," she invited. "When you're pressed inside, wiggle your hips from side to side."

I did as she suggested. Each time, I could feel the head of my cock rub against her cervix, the extreme end of her welcoming vagina.

"That's it!" Mom gasped. "That's the touch I've wanted for so many years! Fuck me, Long Dong! Cum in me! Make me feel the magic of your big dick deep in my twat!"

Excited by her words, I pumped my cock into her hot pussy. My rubbery cock head bounced off her cervix with some strokes and rubbed deep in her body when I remembered to wiggle my hips.

Mom gasped with each deep touch, wiggling her own hips to enhance our experience. She pulled her own legs closer to her chest to offer herself more completely for my thrusts.

My cock had never felt anything so wonderful! I was fucking my own mother, the woman I fantasized about, the woman I had lusted after even before I knew she was my mother!

I felt sweat rolling down my back and off my chest. Beads of sweat showed on Mom's well-oiled chest.

Mom met my thrusts with her rocking pelvis. We sped our action in wild, mutual desire for another climax, another mind-blowing, extraordinary orgasm. We rushed for the top and I felt another gusher building in my balls.

"Dong, I'm going to cum again!" Mom announced. "Fuck me harder! Fuck me!"

I gave her my last reserves of energy in a frantic, pumping rush toward our mutual orgasm. I felt her stiffen as she blasted through into the bliss of her orgasm. Moments later, my cum rushed through my cock and I stiffened as I delivered my white offering deep into my mother's body. I twitched as I felt my cock pressing against her cervix and I felt the blasts of cum rushing through my cock. I wiggled my hips as she asked and felt her quiver in aftershocks of her orgasm with the rubbing touches deep in her body.

I released her legs from my shoulders and leaned to kiss her tenderly.

She responded with equal tenderness.

We continued our kiss as my cock softened and fell out of her pussy.

When I lifted from our kiss, she spoke again, "Dong, I have to tell you what I've decided. I want to make love to you, again and again. I've decided that we belong together."

It had been difficult for me to remain quiet while I made love to my mother. She might have recognized my voice with even a single word. Even the noises I wanted to make when I came weren't to be allowed. Now, with her declaration, it was tempting to tell her. But there was still the one thing, one more thing to do before I let her know who I was.

I moved down between Mom's legs, pushing them wide and licking her juices from her thighs. I saw bits of my cum on her pussy and knew that more was inside. I licked up what I could see and teased her pussy lips with soft strokes and gentle sucking.

I had never done what I intended to do next. Even the internet wasn't as helpful as I wanted, so I had to proceed with the sketching information I had found.

I licked Mom's pussy and flicked my tongue on her clit.

She twitched with the touches. "Oh, Dong," she breathed.

I licked her slit and sucked between her lips. The taste of our mixed juices wasn't what I expected. I knew Mom tasted good but was fearful that my own cum would be less appealing. With the excitement I felt, giving Mom yet another good experience, I decided that our mixed juices presented the flavor of fulfillment.

I focused my attention on her clit, licking and sucking softly. I inserted two fingers carefully into her pussy, feeling gently along the front of her channel as my fingertips progressed inside. There it was! I found the spongy mass, the one I had feared missing. Mom was in for a treat!

"What are you doing, Dong?" she asked. Her voice showed curiosity rather than concern.

I tongue-flicked her clit and began to gently stroke her G-spot, that spongy mass I had found inside her pussy.

"Oh, my god, what are you doing?" she exclaimed. This wasn't a question of curiosity, this was an exclamation of arousal.

I intensified my touches.

In a surprisingly short time, Mom rushed to a climax.

I eased off, then intensified my touches again.

Mom had barely recovered from one orgasm before I had her on her way to the next one.

I interrupted my attentions long enough to speak four words to her. "Take off your blindfold."

I resumed eating her pussy and rubbing her G-spot while looking up at her face.

I intensified my touches as I watched. She shakily removed her blindfold and blinked to get her vision in focus.

She looked into my eyes. Inhibited by her incipient climax, it took a few seconds for her to recognize me.

"Rusty?" she exclaimed.

I intensified my attentions again, blowing her into another climax.

"Rusty!" she screamed, the shock of recognition combining with her climax to make her scream a combination of both reactions together.

I eased my touches momentarily, then took her on the road toward yet another climax.

"Rusty, I was afraid," she said. While there was concern on her face, I also saw her response as she neared yet another rapid climax.

I intensified my touches, blasting her through to the third climax.

"Rusty!!" she screamed. "Oh, my god, Rusty!"

I softened my touches, gently bringing her down from the three rapid-fire orgasms.

She lay panting and softly smiling.

I moved to lay next to her, pulling her into my arms. I pulled her for a tender kiss.

She responded to the kiss and snuggled into my embrace.

We held each other for a while. I tried to keep the tension out of my embrace but I was scared. Would Mom be so freaked that she'd reject me?

"Rusty?" she said softly.

"Yes, Mom?" I responded.

"You said I'd freak when I found out who you are," she observed.

"Yes," I agreed.

"You're LongDongTwelve?" she asked.

"Yes," I confirmed.

"You know it almost killed me when I lost you twice," she said.

"Twice?" I prompted.

"Yeah, once when you sent me that beautiful video," she said. "I was so turned on. I was also so scared that I couldn't chat with you. What if it was all a fake? What if you were setting me up for some kind of betrayal? But your suggestion about the beach haunted me. I finally realized I had to go to the beach. That's when I had to chat with you again. I couldn't lose you because of my fears."

"The other time was when you revealed that you knew who I was," she continued. "I got scared again. I was scared of blackmail. I was scared that the distance between us, the safety net in my fantasies, didn't exist. Mostly, I was scared because I could only remember the eye colors of one man, you. That was unthinkable. Then, my desires and my hunger for contact with you overwhelmed most of my fears. I had to . . . I had to do something."

"But you didn't lose me those times," I suggested.

"No, I didn't," she agreed. "If I reject you now, I'll lose you again. I can't stand to lose you again."

"So you won't reject me?" I prompted.

"No, Rusty, I'll happily stand by my decision," she said, snuggling a little more into my arms. "You and I are going to be lovers for a long time. I'll prove that I'm serious. I want to show how serious I am. What would you like for our first sex act now that we both know who we both are?"

"You don't have to prove anything, Mom," I agreed. "Do you have something in mind?"

"Fuck me doggy style and pull my nipples while you do," she said. "I love that and I think you'll love it too. Do you want me to help get you hard again?"

"In a little while," I said. "You are my fantasy come true and I just want to hold you for a while." I pulled her closer and she wriggled to cooperate.

"Rusty, if we're going to cuddle for a while, we need to take care of some of this stickiness," she said. "Get the cloth out of the lunch carrier."

I reached into the carrier and discovered a warm Ziplock bag. When I pulled it out, it looked like it contained a washcloth. I gave it to Mom.

She took the cloth out and started to wipe around my flaccid penis and pubes. It was worm and moist. Mom had planned on cleaning us up. More of her "girl things." When she had the juices wiped from me, she cleaned between her own legs.

"I think I want to continue our on-line chat," she said thoughtfully as we resumed cuddling. "It's so hot when you tell me how to touch myself. I love our videos, too. Maybe we should work together to make some videos, just for us, of course."

"We'll have to make some changes around the house, though," she continued.

"What do you mean?" I prompted.

"You know this bed?" she asked.

"Yeah, what about it?" I asked.

"It's not my bed anymore, it's our bed," she said. "And it's not my bedroom anymore, it's our bedroom. You don't expect me to make my lover sleep somewhere other than our bed, do you?"