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Meg

By: Alex De Kok



This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement; hopefully yours as well as mine. It originally formed part of what was to be a trilogy, recounting the same events from the point of view of each of the participants. Sadly, it didn't work, so I've taken Meg's part, tidied it up and present it here, hopefully for your enjoyment.

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I met Mike at a party. Actually, he rescued me. The football jock I went with got too interested in the booze that was available and tried to get too fresh, too crudely, too soon. It was only the first time we went out together and I told him forcefully that it was the last, then slapped him as hard as I could.

"Why, you cheap bitch..." he'd started and lifted his hand. I think he meant to hit me, but I'll never know for sure because his arm was stopped in its downward flow by the interception of another.

"No, Jimmy. You don't hit ladies."

"Ladies!" Jimmy said, "This bitch is no lady!"

That was as much as he said, when his face went white and sweat appeared on his face. I looked curiously at my knight-errant. Tall, well-built without any excess, sandy hair, blue eyes. Quite tasty, actually. I knew his name, Mike Henderson, and that he was an engineering student, but that was all I knew. He seemed to have a hell of a grip, because Jimmy couldn't break it.

"Apologise, Jimmy," he said, "then fade. The lady doesn't want your attention."

"It's all right," I said. "Any apology would just be lip service. I'd rather he just got out of my life."

"You heard the lady, Jimmy, now blow." Mike let Jimmy go and he scuttled away, invective trailing behind him. I was totally pissed off. My choice in men seemed lousy, as always. Mom had married Dad when she was seventeen and they had been madly in love until the day he was killed in a car crash. I had managed no such luck in men so far in my eighteen years of living. 

"Thanks," I said. "That was getting nasty."

"Thank Jack," he said, indicating our host, apparently busy inviting Jimmy and his friends to remove themselves, forthwith. "He had his eye on your friend and asked me to keep a look out." He grinned. "I'm Mike Henderson. And you are?"

"Megan Davies. Meg." I stuck my hand out and he shook it courteously.

"Pleased to meet you, Megan Davies." He smiled, the smile lighting up his whole face and I couldn't help smiling back at him. "That's better," he said, "you've been far too solemn ever since you got here."

I grimaced. "I suppose I had doubts about Jimmy." I shrugged. "Oh, well."

"Is there anything I can get you?" asked Mike.

"Yeah, a taxi home. It's too far to walk and I don't see Jimmy taking me."

"Do you need to go?" he asked.

"Not really, but the evening's spoiled for me now. I think I'd rather just go home."

"I'd be honoured to give you a lift, if you like. I promise to behave." He grinned lopsidedly.

"I'd be grateful."

"I'll get your jacket." He even knew without my telling him which one.

He drove me home in his pickup. I smiled at that. Macho male transport, but it was clean and unlike the others he hadn't rigged the exhaust so that it sounded like a race car. I had to give him directions to our house and he was obviously impressed.

"Mom and Dad built it themselves, when I was little. We love it," I told him.

"They must be proud of it."

"Mom is. Dad was. He was killed in a car crash."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"No reason why you should. OK, thanks for the lift, Mike. Goodnight."

He held up his hand. "Wait just a moment, please, Meg. Do you like French cinema?"

"Usually, yes," I replied, curious now.

"And Italian cooking?" he asked, eyebrows raised.

"Definitely yes. Why?" I asked.

"Would you like to see the rerun of 'Nikita' tomorrow night, then call in at Toni's?"

"With you?"

"With me. Yes. Just the two of us."

I didn't hesitate. "Yes, I would."

"Good. A woman who knows her mind. I'll call for you at seven. Dress comfortable. Goodnight, Megan Davies."

"Goodnight, Michael Henderson. And thank you."

That was the start. Mike was wonderful company, witty, funny, fun to be with. He didn't even try to kiss me until our third date. It was worth waiting for. The boys I'd been out with before nearly always tried to grope me. I guess it's because I've got big tits. 36B, but they look bigger because my back is narrow. A magnet for male hands. Mike was different. He kissed them.

We'd been going out together about five weeks. It was summer and warm. We'd been to watch the college football team get beaten. Again. Mike was driving me home. We have quite a piece of land and half way along our drive, approach road or whatever you want to call it, there's a pull-off. For some reason I wanted to stop.

"Mike, pull over. There, between the trees."

"OK, Meg." He pulled over and switched off the engine, and the lights. It wasn't quite full dark, so there was enough light to see each other. That night I was wearing denim cut-offs and a halter top. The top was cotton and quite thin, and there was no way I could wear a bra with it, which didn't really matter as it gave me good support anyhow.

Mike put his arm around me and I snuggled against him. He kissed me and I kissed him back with keen appreciation of his technique and a lot of affection. His hands were warm on my shoulders. He broke the kiss gently and smiled at me, then began to kiss my neck, my throat. His lips moved down and he kissed the upper slopes of my breasts, bared by the halter top, tiny kisses, light, unhurried. I leaned back contentedly. I think I expected what was coming and I was sure I was going to enjoy it.

His lips trailed down my breasts, over my halter top. I was getting excited by his gentle touch and I could feel my nipples hardening. My nipples are very sensitive and it was a keen shock to my system when his lips closed over my cloth-covered bud and sucked gently. Suddenly I wanted more, and stopped him with my hand.

"Sorry, Meg. I thought you were enjoying it."

"Hush. I am. Sit up a second." He straightened and I reached behind me in that double-jointed fashion we women have, unfastened my halter and with a shrug of my shoulders was suddenly bare to the waist. I put my arms around his neck and kissed his nose, then leaned back.

"Carry on, Mike. I'm sure they'll taste nicer without the cloth."

"Meg, you are so beautiful," Mike whispered, then let his lips do the talking.

I think I came, but I'm not certain. It was an hour later before we finally carried on towards the house and I was tingling when I got into bed. I rubbed my clit before I fell asleep. I definitely came that time! I fell asleep wondering about the swelling I had felt pressing against me from the region of Mike's groin.

We started to use the pull-in for our necking whenever Mike took me home. I'd loved his lips on my tits, and I raised no objection when he caressed me there. I took care to wear front- fastening shirts and blouses, and Mom bought me some new bras. Front fastening, of course.

That was just after Mom really surprised me. We were sitting, just the two of us, after supper.

"Meg, sweet," she said.

"Yes, Mom?"

"You like Mike, don't you?"

I looked at her, curious, then nodded. "Yeah, Mom, I do, a lot."

"Sweetheart," she said, "don't think this is a license, but I think it would be a good idea if we had you on the pill."

I was well and truly dumbfounded and opened my mouth, although goodness knows what I was going to say, because I had no idea, but Mom held up her hand to stop me.

"Hush a moment, hon. I was only your age when I got pregnant with you." There was a wry look on her face. "Believe it or not my sweet, but it was the very first time your father and I had ever gone all the way."

God, what was she going to say next! "I did read the dates, Mom. I was born five months after your wedding." I loved Mom, I had loved my Dad and I hastened to reassure her. "I never thought bad of you, you know, 'cause you and Daddy were so obviously happy together."

"I never tried to hide it from you, sweetheart. That would have been stupid, with your birth and our wedding a matter of record." Mom was very far away for a moment.

"I could have been premature," I said, smiling.

"Not at eight pounds four ounces!"

I laughed, then turned the conversation back to Mom's thunderbolt. "You think I should be on the pill? Why?" My mind was a turmoil, although I shouldn't really have been surprised; Mom had always answered my questions on sex and birth and whatever fully and frankly.

"Apart from the obvious reason, I've seen the way you are with Mike. I don't intend to ask you what the two of you have done," she said, looking at me with interest as I felt myself reddening, "but I don't want you to take the same risk I did." She smiled at me. "I'm too young to be a grandmother!"

I laughed, then frowned. "I don't know how it will go with Mike, Mom. I like him, I like him a heck of a lot. I like necking with him." Suddenly I wanted Mom to be aware of how I felt. I looked up at her, almost defying her. "I like him to touch me, too."

She smiled. "Feel good?" she asked gently.

"Yeah!"

"Well, then?"

"You're right, Mom, perhaps I should be on the pill."

"I thought you'd agree. You have an appointment with Doctor Bianchi at ten tomorrow."

I laughed, then saluted."Yessir, ma'am, ten tomorrow. Can I use the car?"

"If you want, but I don't have to work tomorrow, so I thought we'd have lunch at The Lodge and do some shopping. You need some new bras, your old ones are getting too tight!"

That was when I got the front-fastening bras. Mom gave me a thoughtful look when I picked them, especially the half-cup black one, but she didn't say anything.

Things went on the way they were for a couple of weeks. I was aware - I could hardly miss it! - of Mike's erection. I was pleased that I could arouse him in that way, but I was scared of going any further. I didn't want to hurt him, but I wasn't ready to fuck. Not yet.

It was Mike that brought matters to a head, in his gentle way. We were kissing and petting, not in his truck but on a blanket on the moonlit grass. It was Saturday night, and I got Mom to let me stay out till midnight. She knew I was with Mike, she'd met him several times and liked him, so she'd raised no real objection. We'd parked at eleven-ten and it was probably about eleven-thirty now. My button-front minidress and bra were open and Mike was kissing my breasts. I loved him to do that and I know he enjoyed it, too. Because we were on a blanket rather than in his truck the position we were in was different and I could feel his erection pressing against me. I think, looking back, that Mike had pushed it up against me to see what I would do. If I had objected, I think he would have backed off. I didn't want him to back off. I wanted to clarify the situation, sort of, so I pressed back against him, then gently touched his bulge with my hand.

I heard his intake of breath, then he kissed my ear and whispered, "Do you know what you're doing, Meg Davies."

I answered honestly. "No Mike, I don't. I'm not ready to fuck, not yet, but I'm not a tease. I like you kissing my tits and I don't think it's fair to you to make you suffer."

Mike laughed. "I only suffer 'til I get home, Meg, then Mother Thumb and her four daughters help me."

I couldn't help it, I giggled, then I whispered to him."Mike, I want to touch you."

He groaned. "Oh, Meg, please!" he kissed me passionately, then put his hand on my leg, just below the hem of my minidress. "Meg, sweetheart," his voice was hoarse, "will you let me touch you."

I had no hesitation. "Please, Mike, I'd like that," I whispered.

He didn't say anything else, just kissed me, but it seemed like no time at all and I found myself virtually naked on the blanket, my dress open all the way and my panties off, Mike beside me, just as naked, and this enormous thing pointing at me!

I had never seen a real live erection before. God, I was like a rabbit with a snake, fascinated and terrified. Oh, I'd seen pictures, and Caroline Nilssen and I had watched a porno movie she'd filched from her older brother's bedroom while he was away for the weekend, but this was real!

Mike was holding me tightly, warm against me, his fingers gently caressing my tits. Slowly, gently, his fingers wandered down until he was stroking my thigh. I took a deep breath and spread my legs apart. Mike squeezed me gently, then ever so slowly, his hand moved down until his fingers were rubbing gently at my cunt, his thumb gently stroking my clit. I nearly fainted from the sensation of someone else's hands on my most private parts, then surrendered myself to the sensations. I came in nothing flat, shuddering to climax in Mike's arms.

He kissed my ear. "You are a very sensuous lady, Megan Davies."

"And you have a hell of a touch, Michael Henderson." I stretched back and kissed him. "Your turn now."

I took a deep breath and reached out tentatively to his prick, standing proud in the moonlight. It was rock-hard, with a velvety softness about it, too. And hot! Mike sucked in his breath.

"What do I do, Mike?"

"Wrap your hand around it, just below the head. There, that's right. Now start pumping it gently, up and down. God, yes! Just like that, Meg. Just like that."

I pumped gently at his prick, fascinated with it, with the way it felt. Mike's breathing was getting hoarse. Hell, so was mine.

"Meg, sweetheart, you are going to make me come!"

"When, Mike?" I asked, eager to know what happened.

"Any moment at all! Oh, Jesus, now!" And his prick jerked in my hand, semen flying from the end and over my leg.

"God, Mike! That's incredible!"

He took a deep breath, his prick still pulsing in my hand, the gush slowing to a trickle and wetting my fingers. His prick started to soften and I gently released him, wiping my fingers on the grass. Mike leaned over and kissed me.

"Thank you, Meg. That was terrific."

"Did I do it right?"

His grin was wry. "You certainly did." He glanced at his watch. "Ten to twelve, Meg. Time for Cinderella to go home." We dressed in companionable silence.

"Sunday tomorrow, Meg. I promised my Uncle Bob I'd help him with the stocktaking, so I won't be able to see you before Tuesday."

"That's OK, Mike. Gives me time to get my breath back!" And time to talk to Caroline. I knew she'd fucked. I wanted to hear what she thought of it!

Caroline was enthusiastic. "Meg, it was incredible! I didn't know anything could feel like that!"

"Weren't you scared? I mean, is Charlie's dick big? Sorry, that's none of my business."

"No sweat. About average, I guess." Caroline giggled. "Not that I have any basis for judgement. For all I know, he might be a monster!" She grinned companionably, then continued, "but from everything I've read, he's average. Anyway, it's not the size of the tool, but the skill of the craftsman." She laughed. "I read that somewhere!"

We were sitting on the grass under one of the big old oaks at school. Caroline looked around casually, then leaned conspiratorially towards me. "I sucked his dick as well."

I couldn't breathe for a moment. Mike had asked me if I'd suck his, but hadn't pressed me when I said I wasn't ready for that. He seemed to enjoy my hand jobs. I had to ask Caroline.

"I don't know if I could do that," I said thoughtfully. "What was it like?"

Caroline grimaced. "Hard to say. I haven't got the biggest mouth in the world - and get that look off your face, Megan Davies - so he really filled it, but he was warm, and velvety, and, I don't know, he just tasted good!"

"Did he come in your mouth?" I asked her, totally fascinated.

"Yeah!" She grinned vividly. "I thought I would choke!"

"What was it like?"

"Hot and salty and sticky. It was great!"

She certainly gave me food for thought, did Caroline.

So did Mike. We had stopped at our pull-in one evening and kissed for a while, Mike's lips, as usual, spending at least half of the time on my tits. We had gotten into the habit of undressing, although it was usually dark, or nearly dark, so we still hadn't properly seen each other naked We had established a sort of routine. We kissed for a while, then Mike would get me off, then I would give him a hand job. 

It was becoming increasingly frustrating and I think we both knew that something else, some extra stage in our relationship, was increasingly likely.

This time, Mike encouraged me to get him off first. I didn't mind, possibly because my power over his prick fascinated me. I always felt myself getting wetter and wetter when I rubbed him off, and once or twice when Mom had wanted to chat when I came in, I found myself hoping she couldn't smell me.

Mike had a mutually satisfying climax and we lay for a while recovering our equilibrium, then Mike began to stroke me in his gentle, stimulating way. As usual, he kissed his way around my tits, making my nipples ache and bringing me to the brink of coming, then kissed his way down to my belly. His hand was usually stroking my cunt by now, but this time he took me by surprise. He kept on kissing his way down and suddenly I could feel his lips on my mound. God, what was he doing! Was he going to suck me off? Suddenly I desperately wanted his mouth on my twat. Mike had never done this before and I didn't know how to respond. Hah! All of two seconds later his lips brushed my clit and I went into orbit! I could feel my belly rippling as Mike licked my clit and sucked my labia. I clutched his head in my hands and thought desperately of anything non-sexual that I could, while Mike sucked my cunt, then nibbled the inside of my thigh, then licked my clit. His rhythm was erratic and I could feel myself on the brink of exploding when suddenly he took a deep lick at the depths of my cunt then fastened his lips on my clit and sucked hard. 

That was it! I came. Boy, did I come. If there was anyone within a mile radius, they probably heard me! I almost passed out, so intense was my climax. I kissed Mike fiercely when I came down to earth and told him that if he planned to do that again in the future to let me know please and I would take something in advance to calm myself.

That Saturday Mike and I went out as usual, but this time we parked at Rayner's Crest. There were a few other cars there, but we paid them little attention, because we were concentrating on each other. I confess that Mike's hand was inside my blouse, in fact my blouse and bra were wide open.

Mike dropped his hand to my thigh, and normally I would have welcomed his touch but I had my monthly miseries, so I stopped him gently.

"No, Mike," I said regretfully, "it's the wrong time of the month for me." I kissed him. "It's only for a couple of days. Be patient, sweetheart. It'll be worth it." I dropped my hand to his groin and stroked his prick through his jeans, then slid his zipper down and carefully eased him out. I almost surprised myself, but I had made up my mind that when opportunity coincided with inclination, I was going to suck Mike's dick. I began pumping him gently, then slid down in the seat and took him into my mouth. I heard his sudden intake of breath. I licked and sucked at him. I didn't really know what I was doing, but Mike seemed to be enjoying it, judging by the way his breathing changed. Even so, I had to know.

"Am I doing this right, Mike?" I asked him. "I've never done it before."

"Angel, you're doing great," he murmured. "And if you keep on the way you're going, you're going to make me come. Is that what you want?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, Mike. I want to taste you!" And I did, desperately, want to taste him. I had to know for myself.

"I'm close, baby, very close," he whispered. I managed to nod without stopping what I was doing and I made my tongue get even busier.


Meg



Let me tell you about my friend Megan. She's a little short, about 5' 4", a little annoying sometimes and is occasionally a pain in the ass to deal with. On the other hand, she has an extremely tight body which has most men around her drooling, which she rarely notices. I think she has C-cup tits, and an ass to die for. She's slim, but usually wears tight jeans which make her ass look amazing. She's very... innocent, probably since she comes from a conservative background. I've been lusting after her for a while now but as far as she's concerned we're just friends, doesn't help that she thinks of me as a little runt thanks to her being three years my senior. 

One day I decided I'd take matters into my own hands, and started planning. That was the day I decided I was going to fuck her, whether she wanted to or not. I procured the single item I needed; sleeping pills. After that it was just a matter of waiting for an opportunity. One day that opportunity came, when she was dropping me off at my place before heading off home after a movie we'd been to, with friends. She asked to come in to get a coffee to stay awake for the half hour drive back, since it was pretty late. It was now or never, I thought, and dropped in a generous amount of powdered pills into the coffee before making myself another. I didn't expect to need anything to keep me awake that night, though.

About five minutes after her first sip, during which I'd convinced her to hang out for a bit and check out some videos, she was starting to feel drowsy. I suggested another coffee, which she gulped down. Now was my time. She was muttering "I need to get homme... can I crash at your place for..." as she blacked out into the sofa.

I was shaking with anticipation, and slowly approached her, shaking her shoulder to see if she would react. Not a sound. I slowly started to caress her shoulder, and slide my hand up her neck to her hair. She has jet black, shoulder length hair. I pushed it behind her ear and nibbled on her earlobes a bit. I wished to savour this night.

I settled in next to her and kept one hand on her denim-clad thigh, sliding it up and down, and with the other I started caressing her smooth abdomen, covered only with a white tshirt. Jeez, she was so fit. I slowly slide my hand under her tshirt and start sliding my hand onto her bra and firm round titties. I take her tshirt off, and slip her left breast out of her bra, and cup it. She has such great tits. They're not that big, but they're perky and topped with perfect-looking brown nipples. Certainly more than a mouthful. I slowly lick around her areola, sliding my tongue onto her nipple, which was now slowly becoming erect. I took her hand, opened my zipper and placed it around my rock-hard dick. I unbuttoned her jeans and slipped my hand into her pants, sliding it over her cotton panties, feeling the soft flesh of her crotch yield beneath my probing fingers. I found her slit, and started rubbing on it, over her panties.

Then I proceeded to bite and nibble on her juicy breasts, sucking on them. I slipped a finger past her panties into her pussy, and started fingering her. After a few minutes I reluctantly stopped, giving her nipple a parting suck and bite, and put her bra back in place. I had plans for the rest of her tight body. I gingerly moved off the couch, down on my knees in front of her and slowly pulled off her jeans. I'd known what to expect underneath them, as I'd had a few opportunities to steal her panties. She usually wore brief-style cotton panties, the VS Pink type. As the jeans slowly came off(I had to struggle a bit to get her ass off the couch), I discovered she was wearing a pair of black briefs with a tiny pink bow on the front. After pulling the jeans completely off, I stood back and admired my trophy for the night.

Slightly tanned soft skin, curvy with just a slight gap visible between her legs. I knelt down and buried my face in her panty covered pussy. I licked, sniffed and munched on her crotch. Her aroma was strong and heady. I pushed her panty crotch to the side and ran my finger along her shaved pussy. Her clit was slightly engorged already, and I swirled my finger around it lightly. I slowly parted her lips and slid a finger inside her, rubbing upwards towards her g-spot. Twisting it about a bit, I slid my finger out again and tasted her juices. This girl was turning out to be more fun than I'd imagined. Despite her heavy sleep, she was still getting aroused. 

I pulled her panties completely off, along with her bra. She sat there completely naked, and completely oblivious to what was coming.

I again put my head between her legs to lick her slit, and slide my tongue into her a few times, sucking on her clit. I ran my tongue along her slit, up and down, savouring her flavour. I flipped her over and got her on her knees in front of the sofa, with her ass pointing directly at me. Her glorious ass, now just waiting to be pummelled. I spread her cheeks, and took a nice long look at her pussy from behind. I finger fucked her a bit more, while fondling her pert breasts.

Then I moved her back onto the sofa, and knelt in front of her. This was it. I stripped. I was already oozing pre-cum, and she was apparently getting juicy too. I bent down and tasted her cunt, to see just how horny she'd gotten. I got back up and slowly positioned my cock head near her pussy, and rubbed the head up and down her slit, pushing on her clit and the surrounding area. I then pushed it down a bit to find her vagina, and ever so slowly sunk the head into her. I nearly jizzed right there, I was so excited. Slowly I pushed in the rest of the way, inch by inch, till my crotch was joined to hers. I sighed and grabbed her tits, caressing and kneading them. With my other hand on her ass, I pushed myself into her with a vengeance. Our pelvic regions rubbed together as I strained to get as far into her as possible.

Slowly I started thrusting in and out of her, savouring every moment of being inside of this tight little pussy of hers. Her warm snatch was pulling me in, dripping cunt juices. I started pushing in harder and harder, till I was holding onto her ass and moaning, and she seemed to almost be thrusting up her crotch at me each time I pulled out. I pushed into her furiously, till finally I could take it no longer and pumped glob after glob of cum into her hungry pussy which seemed to just suck it all out of me. I slowly pulled out, and just lay there for a while, just wondering; what should I do next? 



MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 01



Meg has a body with curves and textures made for fucking. From the time I was old enough to realize it during high school, my mind was imprinted by images of her body and how it would feel to be with her in different sexual positions and scenarios. Part of this was certainly the result of my hormones, but Meg was also more than just the sex object of my fantasies—she was my Mom and the centerpiece of my yearnings. Beyond her delectable body, her intoxicating character drew me to her and I thought about her all of the time in the nastiest of ways. 

Mom has a special way about her that not only elicits lust but also a sense of belonging and substance in whomever she gives her attention to. I grew up seeing this in her interactions with people whether they were strangers, friends, or family. Before my father passed away, my parents would have parties and I was always intrigued by the way both men and women responded to her. I never understood it until Mom and I were left alone by my father's death when I was 8. Mom has a unique way of making a person feel like they are the only person in her world but there is also enough of an edge to her so that people keep a comfortable distance as well. 

When I started high school, I began to see my Mother in a new light. I noticed more about her appearance and her personality. With only the two of us in the house, she doted on me and pursued her career with determination. I spent most of my time outside of school playing sports and obsessing about girls and sex when I wasn't doing homework or my chores.

My new perception of Mom was born one day during my senior year when I was doing the laundry. I was sorting the clothes from the hamper when I found a pair of Mom's panties. I had done the laundry before on many occasions but seeing my Mom's lacy black panties triggered something new inside of me. Perhaps it was because I had recently begun to date but now for the first time I thought about my Mom as a woman, a woman with her own sexuality.

This revelation caused me to start paying more attention to the details of who my 41 year old Mother really is. She stands 5'6" tall and weighs about 125 pounds with perfect proportions. Her sandy blonde hair is cut just above her shoulders and it frames her face beautifully. High cheek bones, full, sensuous lips, and deep blue eyes compose what I consider the classic good looks of her face. Her ass is tight and leads to slender legs of well-defined calves and slim ankles. She usually wears skirts or dresses with heels that accentuate her legs. I know her breasts are a mouth-watering 36dd and that her waist measures 26 inches because the laundry room is a library of information about her.

One afternoon after school, I was jerking off with her panties in hand. I was just about to cum when she walked in on me. She was shocked and pissed. She started yelling and screaming because in my uncontrollable lust I asked her for a blow-job. She called me sick and perverted. 

"Oh my gawd! What are you doing Paul?!!" 

I looked at her feeling crazed with lust. I was staring into her eyes and pleaded, "Mom, I'm just... I... You're so beautiful...will you give me a blow-job?"

She was incredulous. "WHAT? You want me to do what? You little pervert!!!"

"Mom... Mom... I'm sorry...I...."

Mom screamed at me. "Stop it Paul!!! Stop right now! What are you doing! You pervert, how can you...?!" She slammed the door and left. 

I didn't know what happened and sat there shell-shocked with my cock in my hand. After a few minutes, Mom pounded on the door and yelled. "Take a shower and get dressed."

I was scared shitless and it took a while for me to work up the courage to go downstairs. As I descended into what felt like hell, I heard Mom on the phone. She turned her back to me when I entered the kitchen and finished her conversation. When she hung up the phone, she said, "Don't say a fucking word Paul! Get in the car!" she yelled. 

I wanted to ask where we were going, but instead just stared out the window. I couldn't even look at Mom, I was mortified.

Mom drove in silence, and I didn't recognize where we were going. It was fifteen minutes before Mom said, "Do you remember Lynne Stein?"

"Mrs. Stein?"

Mom nodded. "My friend, Lynne Stein. She got divorced last year and stayed at the house for a few days."

A few quiet minutes passed before Mom said, "She's a therapist and she said she could see you today." More silence. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid. How could I ask my own Mother for a blow-job? And now I was being taken to see a therapist. I remembered Mrs. Stein as a nice woman but didn't want to see a therapist. It was all getting worse and worse. Mom steered the car into the driveway of a big white house. "Come on," Mom ordered. I obeyed.

The door opened and there was Mrs. Stein smiling pleasantly. She hugged my mother and said, "Meg! You don't look any worse for wear after your little episode." Then she looked at me. 

"I don't know if you remember me, I'm Lynne." She examined me carefully and smiled. "You've grown." She was pretty in a natural way. Her blonde hair was pulled back and she wore a simple blouse and short skirt. 

Mom looked at me. "I'll be back in a few hours. You listen to Mrs. Stein and do what she tells you to do. This should help you with your problem."

"Come inside, honey." Lynne said.

"Wait. Mom?" I beckoned as Mom hurried off in lingering anger.

Lynne gave me a reassuring smile. "Just come inside."

I was still nervous, especially now that I was left alone with this woman.

"Can I get you something to drink, honey?" she asked.

"No thanks." 

Lynne took my hand and led me to the couch. Her hands were warm and soft. She had long pink fingernails, and despite my anxieties I was a little turned on my her nails.

Lynne sat down and was blunt. "So, your mother told me you asked her for a blowjob."

I could feel my face flush and my teeth grind. Hearing the word "blowjob" come from the lips of this virtual stranger scared me. Finding out that she knew about "my question" was worse. "My...my mother told you about that?"

Lynne smiled. "She called me a little while ago. But don't be embarrassed."

"Don't be embarrassed!? My mother told you...what she told you, and I shouldn't be embarrassed?"

"No." she said calmly. 

I was incredulous. "Don't you think I'm a pervert?"

"Not at all." She gently squeezed my arm. "Paul...It's OK. I'm a therapist."

She had this oddly soothing effect on me, "Now, let me ask you a question. Would you like to have me give you a blow-job right now?"

A lightning bolt shot through my head. "What did you just say?"

She smiled warmly. "I'm offering to give you a blow-job."

"You...you'll give me a blow-job?" I said, feeling like I was hallucinating.

Her lips curled into a sly smile. "Of course, honey."

I thought my head would explode. My heart was racing. "Really?"

Lynne let her hand rest on my thigh and explained herself. "Really. Your mother knows I'm a therapist but she doesn't know how I treat my patients. If you want, you can undress and we'll get started." Lynne helped me up and I kicked off my shoes and began franticly undressing.

"Paul, You're huge!" Lynne said, marveling at my cock. 

"Uh...." I said, still shocked at what was happening.

"Sit down." Lynne knelt between my legs. "Do you know why we're doing this?" She didn't wait for an answer. "I've been divorced for a while and in my practice, I've heard a lot of wild stories. Some make me very horny so I decided to try some new sexual therapies with some of my special patients. You're a horny teenager who needs an outlet for all that energy you have. That's why you jerk off and why you asked your mother for a blow-job." Lynne wrapped her fingers around my erection. "I'd say we could have some interesting therapy sessions if you can keep them private."

"Yes. I will...I can..." I stuttered.

She lifted my cock to her lips and I felt her warm mouth engulf me. She slowly deep-throated me and looked into my eyes. When she felt me writhe in ecstasy she hummed on my cock.

"Ooh gawd! AHHH!!!" I moaned.

She pulled back, "Is it as good as you as when you play with yourself?"

"Oh it's better. It feels sooo good Mrs. Stein...."

She licked my cockhead. "Why do you think it feels so good?"

"Because you're doing it so good...."

She smiled. "Because it always feels better to have sex with someone else than to jerk off. Always remember that sex isn't just about locking yourself in your bedroom with your fantasies. It's about sharing." She brought my cock back to her lips. "And now I want you to share your hot cum with me."

I hadn't jerked off in a week, which is probably why I asked Mom to suck my cock in the first place. Watching Mrs. Stein look into my eyes as my huge cock slid in and out of her mouth was overwhelming. I was moaning in pleasure and a few seconds later I erupted. This cum-load made my most intense jacking orgasms feel and look like a dripping faucet. I squeezed my asscheeks together and pumped spurt after spurt of cum down Mrs. Stein's throat and she swallowed all of it. She kept her lips on my cock and kept sucking until I had to pull away.

"Oh, honey, that was a big one." I couldn't respond and sat there in a daze. "Did you like that?" she asked.

"Yeah. Oh wow...."

She winked at me. "I knew you would." She stood and helped me to my feet. "Now we're going to have a little more fun."

Mrs. Stein, Lynne, gently squeezed my cock and held it as she led me upstairs to her bedroom. She had a large bed with lots of pillows on it. There was a large mirror on one wall and a big fluffy chair in a corner. She paused for a second and then led me into the bathroom where there was a huge bathtub and a separate walk-in shower.

"Would you like to see me naked?" Lynne asked in a sexy voice.

"Oh yeah."

"Why don't you get in the shower and I'll join you. We have to get you nice and clean."

I obeyed Lynne and stepped into the hot cascade of water. It was delicious, especially after the blow-job Lynne gave me. I had no idea what my Mother was thinking but I know she wouldn't dream of this happening during my 'therapy.' But she didn't have to know and I was far too excited to about what was happening to worry about her now. I stroked myself as I stood there in the shower and could see Lynne's silhouette through the glass. 

"Don't play with yourself Paul. You'll ruin our therapy session." She giggled as she joined me. Lynne was gorgeous. Not as firm as I imagined Mom but very shapely and gorgeous. Her breasts were large and full and they sagged a bit but I loved that. They looked a little sexier to me because of their natural sway against her chest. Her nipples were big and hard, her skin was smooth and soft, her face was radiant, and her soft hands with those sexy fingernails added to the complete picture of sex that was now overwhelming me with desire. 

Lynne reached between my legs and caressed my cock. "You have the biggest, thickest, most beautiful penis I've ever seen. No wonder you can't resist jacking off."

She kissed me on the lips as she picked up a bar of soap. "Let's get you nice and clean and I'll show you what a woman can do."

For the next ten minutes Lynne's soapy hands and fingers played with my body. She washed my back, my stomach, my balls, my cock, and even my ass. Then she took her slick soapy hands and wrapped them around my cock, pumping and stroking me.

"I'm gonna cum!" I bellowed.

"No you won't. I can keep you from cumming before I'm ready." She said with a matter of fact smile. My cock throbbed in her hands as she squeezed it firmly. "Do you like that?" she asked.

"Yes! It's so good." I groaned in delight. 

"You like my hands wrapped around your cock?"

"Oh, gawd yes."

My head rolled side to side as I jerked my hips trying to get Lynne to let me cum. "I want to cum!" I begged.

"I know, honey, but not just yet. Isn't this good?"

"Yes!"

"Then let's do something you're really going to love. Trust me. You'll like what I have planned next even better. I know I will."

Lynne turned off the shower and dried me but she wouldn't let me touch her. "Not just yet," she said as my hands sought out her breasts. 

I followed her to the bedroom. "Go get on the bed," Lynne said. "Sweetie, if you don't do exactly as I say and keep this from your mother, it'll never happen again. Now lay down."

I did as she said, my hard cock pointing toward me.

"Don't you just look so delicious." She leaned down and kissed my stomach, my nipples, my lips. "Now I'm going to have some fun. You look so yummy Paul." she said.

"How does this feel?" she said as I sensed her moving down between my legs. She raised my legs up high and then, oh my gawd, I felt her tongue on my asshole as she lifted my cock. "Huhhh!" I groaned. It was sensational, Lynne's wet tongue rimming my ass. She spread my asscheeks and drove her tongue into me. 

"Are you going to cum, honey?" Lynne said as she stroked my cock and licked my ass. "Do you want to cum baby?"

"UHHHH!!!"

"Shoot your load!" She licked and sucked and stroked. I felt my cum pump up through my cock-shaft.

"CUMMING!" I yelled.

Lynne leapt up from between my legs and crawled beside me. My cock spurted and she covered it with her lips. My cum flowed into her mouth. She drank my cum until the spasming stopped. Then she leaned up and kissed my lips, her cum-coated tongue caressing my own. I was so overwrought with pleasure that I couldn't protest.

"You taste so good." she moaned. "But it'll feel better when you cum inside me."

I was still excited and Lynne seemed to sense this. "So far you've had all the fun. Now it's my turn honey. Do you think I'm attractive?"

"Oh my gawd yes! You're hot!"

"Paul, do you want to fuck me?"

I couldn't believe it. I'd cum twice already and now I was going to get to fuck this amazing woman.

"Your mother said she wanted you to get over your nasty thoughts so that you stop thinking sexual thoughts about her. I am going to fulfill your needs and fuck you so hard you will never think about her." She giggled playfully. 

"Oh!!!..."

"You'll love it, honey." Lynne said as she climbed on me. She reached over to the nightstand for a tube of lubricant. "You'll love it. But you're so big I have to get you nice and slick for me."

I was throbbing again. "Please! Ohh...." I begged. Lynne crawled between my legs and coated my cock with lube, sliding both hands up and down. Lynne was rubbing her clit now as she got into position on me. I moaned, when I felt my cock against her pussy. "Honey, you've probably guessed that I'm a little bit wild."

To make her point she grabbed my cock and mounted me in one hard thrust. She started fucking me, taking more and more cock until she could bounce hard and fast. It felt a little painful at first and we both grimaced. She was so tight but after a few thrusts, we adjusted into a smooth frenetic motion. 

Lynne screamed, "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy!" and rode me. Then she paused long enough to lift herself up so that just my cockhead was in her pussy-hole. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and held it there to jerk me as she flickered my cockhead around her juicy hole. I felt out of control. I floated in the ecstasy of the electric sensations. 

She smiled down at me and closed her eyes. Then she sat down hard on my cock, moaning, "Oh, honey, I think I'm gonna cum." She bounced up and down on my cock and fucked me faster, "Oh, honey... Yes! Yes!!!" She tightened her pussy muscles on my cock and used my chest to pound up and down on me. 

"You know how I said it felt so good to feel someone cum inside you?" she groaned between breaths.

"Uh-huh." I grunted.

"I want you to cum. Shoot your cum inside me." She drove herself down on me and reached down to grab my big balls. She squeezed them and I could feel my cum build. "Cum in me, uhh, Paul! Cum!" she cooed. "I want to feel it. I want your cum deep inside of me. You love my pussy, don't you? You love the way my pussy loves your big cock. Look at my tits shake as I fuck on you!" The wet sloppy sounds her slick pussy made on my cock mixed with her gentle, loving voice. "Paul! Oh yes! So good! I'm cumminnngg now!!!"

It was too much and I started shooting inside of her. She milked me until I'd unloaded every drop of cum from my balls. I heard her moaning, "Oh honey, yes.... Yes, fill me up!!!"

I don't know how long I laid there but eventually I heard Lynne's voice. "Are you OK, honey?"

"Yes...." I breathed. Lynne kissed my forehead. "Go take a shower." I staggered to the bathroom and washed the sex from my tingling body. When I finished, my clothes were waiting on the counter. I dressed and went downstairs where Lynne was waiting with a glass of ice water.

"Well, I think our therapy session went well, don't you?"

"Oh yeah. I'm feeling better than ever."

She winked. "We'll have to schedule regular sessions a few times a week if you think that beautiful cock of yours can handle it. I don't think your mom will mind, especially because I'll do it for free. But remember, you can't let your mom find out that I'm fucking you."

"You're beautiful, Mrs. Stein...or should I call you doctor?" I said.

"Lynne, call me by my name. You just came in my mouth so you better call me Lynne." She laughed. "After you find out what I'm gonna do with your massive cock, you will call me other names. I have plans for you, darling boy. You made me feel so good and beautiful."

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. "That's probably your mother," she said. I just sat there and drank my water. I was stunned, a little shocked, but so insanely happy that I would be able to fuck Lynne regularly.

Mom joined us for a moment as Lynne explained that she wanted to schedule appointments for me. Then we got up an left. I wanted to hug or kiss Lynne goodbye, but didn't know what to do. She solved my dilemma by giving me a motherly peck on the cheek. "We had a good talk. I don't think you'll have any more problems." she told my mother.

"Good." Mom said with a sigh.

"Stop by whenever you want Paul." Lynne told me. I looked at Mom and she nodded. 

"Oh, I, uh, maybe I'll come over tomorrow."

"When you're homework is done and your chores. You're grounded except for your appointments with Mrs. Stein." Mom said.

Mom and I got in the car. We drove in silence for the first few minutes but I was memorizing the way back to Lynne's house. 

"Did you like Lynne? You talked about...." Mom couldn't finish her question.

"Yeah. And we did." I almost burst out laughing.

"Good. I'm glad you like her." This was a very, very strange conversation so I made it stranger because I was feeling a bizarre sense of confidence. "Mom, I'm sorry...."

She frowned at me. "Don't say anything. I did this because I thought...you know...you need help. You aren't a bad kid Paul and I still love you. Without your father around, I don't know what to do sometimes. When you...you said that, I thought Lynne could help." She shuddered. 

"OK." I said. I kept my mouth shut as long as I could. "Well, thank you."

Mom looked tense and let the comment drop. I could tell she was having a hard time with all of this and her eyes were watering. "Paul, I do love you and I don't ever want you to forget that. It's just hard for me sometimes and I just want you to be happy and for us to be able to count on each other. I know you're a teenager with thoughts. We all have those needs. I just don't...."

"Mom, I'm sorry I upset you. You can always count on me. I hope we can get past this and be happy." I cut her off and after I said that, we drove the rest of the way home in contented silence.

********** Initial Encounters of Erotic Energy




MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 01



At school the next day, I was smiling in a dream world as I thought about Lynne and her invitation to visit again for 'appointments.' I couldn't tell my friends about Lynne but it didn't matter. I had fucked and would continue to fuck this beautiful woman as I got 'therapy' and learned how to fuck in the most delicious ways. 

The past 24 hours had certainly been bizarre and now I found myself in a position that all of my friends would envy if they knew. I could drive to Lynne's house regularly with an erection and leave satisfied, covered in sex-sweat. So as my friends and I walked through the halls, I was confident and floating on the proverbial cloud nine knowing that in a few hours I would be at Lynne's house again. 

I guess I wasn't paying attention because when I turned a corner, I ran into Katie Jackson. I tried to apologize and fumbled to help her pick up her books. But in my horny state, I found myself staring at her tits.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you OK?"

"Watch where you're going." She yelled. 

"Sorry." I offered. My comment seemed to disarm her for a moment although she only looked at me sideways.

Katie was the hottest girl in the school. A virtual sex-bomb. Katie had a tight overdeveloped body that was desirable in every way imaginable. Blonde, blue eyes, fresh tan, proud sumptuous tits, long slender legs, and a sculpted ass—Perfection molded to life. All of the boys in school drooled when she passed through the halls and I'm sure they shot load after load all over themselves dreaming about her.

Unfortunately, she was also a bitch to most people. She teased and tortured the boys who wanted her, she scorned the girls who wanted her friendship, and she manipulated teachers, both male and female, for grades and attention. Whether you liked her or not, she was the center of much gossip and conversation because she was so hot although the rumor was that Katie was still a virgin because was so intimidating. 

As I stood up to hand her books, I imagined what Katie's reaction would be if she saw my cock fully erect. Lynne had said it was the biggest she had ever seen and if in fact Katie was a virgin, she might like it or perhaps she would run away. She took her books and walked away as I stared at her ass wondering if we might ever be together.

The school day continued and all I could do was daydream. I couldn't wait to see Lynne again. When I got home, the tension with Mom seemed to be declining, as she was busy with cooking dinner but she also tried to make things better between us by cooking my favorite meal. I did the same and cleaned my room as well as the living room, I even tried to show her some affection although I was cautious for obvious reasons. At dinner, I told her I was going to Mrs. Stein's again for an appointment.

She seemed disappointed for some reason but said, "Make sure to do your school work."

I went to my room thinking about what it would be like to have my gorgeous mother greet me at the door on her knees, ready to give me a blow-job after school each day. It made doing homework difficult but knowing that I would be visiting her friend Lynne in a little while and whenever else I wanted was enough incentive for me to get it done. 

After finishing a short reading I went to tell Mom I was leaving. I peeked into the kitchen where mom was leaning against the sink doing dishes. She was so lovely as her body shook with the scrubbing motion. I moved toward her boldly, my cock twitching. Under her skirt I could see the outline of her panties. When I leaned into her to hug her from behind, my hard-on rested against the crack of her shapely ass. It seemed we were both acutely aware of the sexual nature of the contact. 

"Mom, I just wanted to thank you for forgiving me and for getting me help from Mrs. Stein." I said trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"Paul! You shouldn't hug me like this." She said as she struggled against me. I held her awkwardly and accidentally found myself grinding my hard cock into her ass. 

"Sorry, mom, I was just trying to tell you I appreciate what you're doing and show you how much I love you." I braced myself for her anger.

"I thought Lynne would take your mind off...mme....things. I can see it hasn't and I...I'm not sure what to do with you. Show a little more control." She cast her eyes downward and I could see the corners of her mouth turn up in a subtle smile. 

I was surprised at her response and was conflicted but the apparent mixed message. She smelled so good and I wondered how she felt at that moment.

"I just think you're amazing mom and I...will...always... I should go." I said getting nervous about my feelings. She didn't respond, she only looked up at me out of the corner of her eye as I hurried to leave. 

********** Evoking an Impression in Mom

After her son left, Meg, Paul's Mom continued to rinse the dishes and she could still feel the impression of her son's cock against her ass. It had been quite awhile since she had had a stiff cock anywhere near her. Her husband had passed away but even when he was alive, he was always busy with work. Meg had been a trophy wife by all standards but at home, no one but Paul thought so.

Meg had always been a very sexual creature and she had been a little frustrated with her love life. She was slightly shocked and guilt-ridden by the thoughts in her mind while her son was grinding against her ass. Especially after criticizing Paul for asking her for a blow-job. Her own son... her own son wanting her to get down on her knees...She tried to shake the thoughts from her head, only to have questions arise about what Paul and Lynne were up to. She felt she only had herself to blame for it all but as she finished cleaning up in the kitchen, she felt an old yearning rise up within her.

********** The Center of a Sexual World

I drove off to Lynne's with thoughts of my mom overwhelming me. I had never considered my mother a sex object until I noticed her panties and bras in the clothes hamper a few months ago. It surprised me that she wore such silky, sexy lingerie. The 36dd bra size didn't surprise me however. At the end of each day, my mind was often filled with images of mom's tits bouncing and swaying as I made love to her. It made my cock throb. 

I felt weird about Mom being home while I went her friend's house to do unmentionable things. I think Mom longed for the days when I was innocent and all I wanted to do was have her read to me. Those days were definitely gone and I wanted more than just my fantasy world. I wanted to live in the fantasy world with my Mother but Lynne would do for now. 

Lynne welcomed me in with a kiss on the cheek. "And how are you today?" she asked, feeling my crotch with her hand. "Ooh, it feels good and big today."

She may have appeared a simple single woman, but she was so much more. She quickly took me to her bedroom and sucked me for a while. Then she held my cock and told me about the variety of sexual practices she would teach me. With a kiss on the cheek, she led me into the bathroom and told me to take my clothes off. I watched her as she did the same. Standing there naked, I reached out for her big tits, but she gently slapped my hands away. 

"Wait, honey. I'll be right back." 

I got in the shower on and let the hot water cascade over me. Soon Lynne joined me and lathered me up. Our bodies slid together as we kissed under the water. Our smooth slick tongues danced together as Lynne gently stroked my cock. I held her, my hands on her ass spreading her cheeks, playing with her soapy asshole. Before things got too intense, she left me there and told me to rinse off. When I turned off the water, she pulled the curtain open and took me by the cock to lead me to the bedroom. 

He dried me off there, saying, "Oh, honey, you are such a fine specimen!" She reached down and caressed my cock. "I can hardly keep myself from sucking you again right now."

"You're a very hot woman too Lynne." I said in lust. She started going through her drawers putting on an outfit as I sat there. She'd chosen a tight white corset, a white garter belt, white stockings, white-high heels, and elbow-length white satin gloves. Then she laid down on the bed with me and began a slow sensual kiss as she fondled my cock. Then the doorbell rang. 

"Who is that?" I asked, wanting only to ram my cock in Lynne's pussy. Kissing me on the cheek, she got up and said, "Ah, some friends. Wait here." She kissed my cock before going to answer the door. "They're going to love you, sweetheart."

I waited in silent anxiety and wonder. What was my lovely 'doctor' planning to do. I heard the doorbell ring again and the sounds of conversation and laughter filtered up into the room. I was getting nervous and trembled with my cock starting to wilt.

I heard footsteps come up the stairs and Lynne appeared. "My friends are here, and they can't wait to meet you." She saw that I was scared and said, "No one down there wants to hurt you. They want to enjoy you and so do I."

"Who's here?"

"There are some women downstairs who I want to introduce you to. They're 'patients' of mine." She said as she leaned over to kiss me. "Come on Paul. You'll enjoy this and they'll enjoy your lovely cock."

Lynne stroked my cock and licked it to get it harder. Then she took it in her hand and led me down to the foyer. "Here he is ladies." she announced, "This is Paul, the young man I told you about."

I stood there naked and exposed and I didn't know what to do. However, when I looked around the room I saw that the women were dressed in a variety of lingerie—corsets, shelf bras, crotchless panties, stockings, and high heels. 

Most of the women were my fantasy type. They were in their forties and fifties, and each one was fairly attractive. The prettiest woman stood near the arm of the sofa. She had curly blonde hair and an elegant look to her. She wore bright red lipstick and intensity radiated from her body. She wore a red bra that held her swelling tits, red silk panties, and white stockings that accentuated her long slim legs and contrasted nicely with her red high heels. She stared at me with an obvious yearning that I also shared. 

"Isn't he all that I promised?" Lynne said. A woman with giant tits applauded, "He certainly is!"

Lynne stood behind me and reached for my cock. "Isn't it beautiful? I think we'll all enjoy Paul's talent tonight." 

She slipped her hand down behind my ass and reached for my balls. I was getting over my nerves and feeling Lynne's fingers on my balls and then on my ass made my cock twitch. The ladies responded to the movement of my cock.

"Oh my!" "Wow!" "I wanna taste him." "It's so big!"

The woman near the soda had a gleam in her eyes and moved toward me. Lynne said, "Look at this amazing cock. You'll all have a turn and if you can't wait, well, we'll see what happens." The women converged around me and began fondling my cock. A woman dressed in pink wrapped her hands around my shaft like she was trying to measure it. Her long manicured nails tickled my cock.

"You like that?"

I nodded, unable to speak. The women stroked me, making me harder than ever before. When that especially hot woman took her turn, she dropped to her knees and started pumping me as she licked my cockhead. "I'm going to fuck you." She commanded in a even tone. "I'm going to sit on you and take your cock and make it mine." Her hands had me thrusting back and forth as my cock-meat slid in and out of her hands. 

"Lisa," Lynne lightly scolded. "Everyone will get their turn with Paul."

"I want to feel this in me." She demanded. "This big fucking cock."

Lynne pulled Lisa away and the gorgeous blonde reluctantly moved. Lynne then took me by the hand and squeezed it in a supportive gesture as she led me to the center of the room. My cock was throbbing hard and I wanted to ram my cock into someone's pussy. Lynne helped me to lay down on the floor and said, "Rita, Carol, can you give me a hand here?" The woman in the pink and an equally eager woman in a satin light blue teddy sat down next to me.

Without any more commentary, the two women began to work my cock as Lynne french kissed me. Fingernails scratched at my ass, lips and tongues were all over my shaft, and a finger was also playing with my asshole. Then an aggressive wet tongue began rimming me as a mouth covered the tip of my cock and half of the shaft. When Lynne broke our kiss to watch the action, my eyes met Lisa's. Her blue eyes pierced me with desire as the other women had their way with me. 

I was on the verge of cumming when Lynne moved in to squeeze the base of my cock hard and prevented my release. My sperm was locked in my balls and I groaned as my prick towered with tension. Lynne told me to breath and relax as everyone watched my pulsing cock calm down. Rita and Joanne Rita eased their manipulations of my cock and moved to slide their tongues up my body to my mouth where I took turns kissing them. 

Another mouth soon swallowed my cock, this time more deeply and with more sucking force. I was able to glance and see that it was Lisa, the gorgeous blonde bombshell. Her fingernails tickled my testicles as she sucked and I moaned and groaned. 

After a few minutes of this, Lynne managed to regain control over the situation and got me to my feet. My knees were weak as I was led to the bedroom. I hadn't notice that one of the four women chose not to participate directly, she sat on the sofa with a big vibrator in the pussy. When we started to leave the living room, she stood up with the toy still inside of her and moaned as she slowly followed us with an awkward stride. I didn't think about it too much though as we were soon all on the bed.

The women attacked me. Lynne sat on my cock and rode me until we both had a quick cum—she knew just how to excite me, so much so that my cock stayed hard; Rita in pink played with my balls and ass waiting for her turn; Joanne in light blue put her hand between Lynne and me to caress my shaft as she finger-fucked herself; Lisa in red kissed me lustfully before smothering my face with her pussy; and the silent woman with the toy lay next to us fucking herself as she watched. It was frenzied ecstasy as I enjoyed these forty to fifty something year old women and their erotically sensual bodies. Their breasts sagged beautifully, they knew how to create their own pleasure, and they knew how to extend my stamina and use my cock. It was beyond anything my imagination ever dreamt. 

When Rita, whose pink bra excited me with color and flesh, finally got her turn with my cock, she asked, "Have you ever tit-fucked a woman? Mine are the biggest here, 38dd..." She didn't wait for an answer. She rolled me over onto her and clamped my glistening cock into her massive cleavage. Straddling her chest, I pumped in between her tits, the soft flesh forming a super electric friction as she pulled her nipples and squeezed tighter. When my cockhead slipped through her tits and Rita took the opportunity to suck it into her mouth.

I was so hot, I started to shudder. I was about blast my cum all over Rita's face when Lynne clenched the excitement out of my cock again. "Oh, oh! Lynne, please...." 

Lynne held me as she knelt next to us. The look on Rita's face was incredible. I was being tortured. The tension in my cock finally let up a little and I nodded that I was okay. Rita took my cock between her lips and started nibbling on it. Then she let it loose, "Your tit-fucking has me hot. Fuck me now." I moved back between her thighs and penetrated her. She started bucking and cumming immediately. "Oh!!! It's so big and good. Yes!!! CCUUMMMIINNGG NOW!!!

I held my cock in Rita and let her ride out her orgasm. I wanted to fuck her hard but I was waiting for red-hot Lisa. It was hard not to thrust, especially when Joanne started to lick my ass causing me to grind into Rita, but I had enough control after unloading into Lynne to manage. At this point, Joanne whispered that she want me to stretch her with my cock but that she really wanted me to eat her and lick her ass. I fucked her with a few long slow strokes when she started begging me to tongue her pussy and ass. She pulled away from me and fed me her cunt. "Oh yeah, I'm wide open now, lick my pussy. Lick my ass too like I licked yours." I'd never done that and just went wild as she flailed into orgasm. She purred and came and stroked my head. 

I couldn't keep track but when I looked around, only Lisa looked unsatisfied. The others were watching me and slowly pulling on their nipples or playing with their clits as the bed became a mass of pleasured groaning and sexed-up female bodies. The woman with the toy finally said something as Lisa moved on top of me.

"Watch out, you're going to really get fucked now." She warned. 

Lisa nudged everyone and without a word mounted me. After a few strokes up and down on my cock Lisa took my face in her hands and kissed me, her tongue driving into my mouth, her lips crushing mine, smearing her lipstick all over me. My cockhead slid deliciously back and forth through her pussy lips. The slippery friction drove me over the edge. She rode me with fury, delicious vibrations echoing through my body. I moaned and pumped up into Lisa, watching her gorgeous tits shake. 

"Oh my gawd!!! So fucking good! Finally!!!" Lisa said with heated emotion. "I can't believe how full I am. Feeling you shoot inside me is gonna make me cum. Do it! Cum in me now stud!!!"

After a few more seconds of being ridden intensely, I began to erupt wildly. I spurted my hot cum into Lisa. She moaned, "OH!! OHH!! Yes, I can feel it!!! I'm so full!!! Cummmingg!!!" She continued to ride me as my cum was forced from her pussy by the pressure she created as she bounced through the waves of her orgasm. After we calmed down, Lisa whispered, "I'll see you tomorrow when I don't have to share your hot fuck-rod."

Eventually, the evening turned into a blur of bodies and I lost track of what was happening. I was ravished and tired. When I got home that night, Mom was already asleep so I quickly got into bed and passed out.

********** Alarming Addictions

The next day, school was unbearable. In addition to my memories of the night before, Katie Jackson was dressed in a short plaid skirt with knee-high socks and a tight blouse that made me throb. Her body was succulent and I got hard immediately after seeing her.

I wondered if she was lonely, so isolated by her relentless sexiness that she didn't seem to have any real meaningful relationships. I didn't know her but beyond her unpleasant and arrogant personae, there seemed to be something in her eyes.

After hours of daydreaming about Katie, Lynne, Lisa, Rita, and of course my Mom, the school day ended. I rushed home and did my homework so I could go to Lynne's. When Mom found out where I was going, she tensed up and asked me several questions. 

"Why do you need to see Mrs. Stein again? When are you going to spend some time at home Paul? You know...well, I....You haven't spent any time at home since... and I miss y... you..."

"I know Mom, it's just... Well, what am I supposed to say. I... I miss you too but... I have this appointment. Can we talk about this tomorrow, maybe go out to dinner?" I said anxious to see Lynne and Lisa. 

"OK. Promise me Paul." She said as she looked away. 

I promised and rushed out the door with thoughts of what was awaiting me. I pulled into Lynne's driveway and saw that Lisa was already there. Lynne greeted me with a deep kiss. "Are you excited?" She put her hand on my and massaged my growing bulge.

"Is she here?" I was anxious to get started.

Lynne nodded, her hand massaging me. "Let's go find her."

She took me to a spare bedroom and there she was. She wore a black silk teddy that accented every curve of her voluptuous body. I involuntarily licked my lips as I looked her over. She got up saying, "My cock is here!" 




MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 01



Lisa grabbed me and started to take my clothes off. She pulled out my cock and without hesitation covered my cock with her mouth. Her eyes met mine as I watched her lips stretch into a wide O. A minute or so later, she stopped to catch her breath and stripped naked.. She was so gorgeous, so hot and wanton. 

Lisa's eyes were focused on my big cock as she laid back and commanded, "Give me that big fucking cock!" as she spread her luscious legs for me.

Lynne knelt next to me and directed the action. "Go slow at first and tease her Paul." She grabbed my shaft and lubricated it with some oil, guiding me toward Lisa's wide-open legs.

Lisa said, "Just put it in me and start pounding you big-cocked stud."

"He's really big, Lisa. He might take some getting used to."

Lisa moaned, "I had it yesterday. It's okay, I need to be fucked hard!"

I'd dreamt about this all day long. I wanted it to be so hot for Lisa and Lynne. Having this gorgeous older woman demand my cock was so exciting. I knelt between Lisa's legs and Lynne aimed my cock at Lisa's pussy. It was an amazing site, Lisa's pussy against my fat cockhead. Lynne rubbed it across Lisa's slit and then placed it in her hole. "Slow," Lynne said, her hand on my hips pushing me.

Lisa's pussy was tight, hot, and slick. Lisa's reacted to the beginning of my penetration. "Holy fucking shit, you're big!" She whimpered. "I can feel every vein in your cock." I pulled my hips back and thrust back inside her. Lisa groaned. "Lynne...he's huge! Oh Paul, yes!"

Lynne pulled my hips, drawing me out, and then she pushed me back in a bit deeper. I pumped in and out again. It felt so good, her cunt tight-juicy-wet caressing on my cock, milking me. I started thrusting slowly, Lynne's hands still on my hips--in and out, in and out. I looked down and watched my cock stretch Lisa's cunt, her pussy lips melting on my shaft with every stroke.

"Sweetie...YES!!!" Lisa cried. I started fucking her faster and deeper with long thrusts. The feeling of penetrating her was causing a tingling in my legs, the motion of my hips driving my cock deep into her beautiful body. 

I moved my hands to Lisa's ass and started pounding her. Lynne released her grip on my hips as I started to ramrod Lisa. She was so wet that every thrust made a juicy suctioning sound. Deeper and deeper into her I worked until I was buried to the root with every stroke. Her hard nipples were in my face and sucked them hard with each thrust, letting the nipple slide through my lips as I pulled back to repeat the thrusting action. Lisa moaned even louder and she was covered in a sheen of perspiration that made her lush body glisten. 

"Lynne, oh gawd! Oh gawd! You're so fucking good!"

I loved hearing her and fucked her a little harder. 

"Oh shit, I'm cumming! I'm cumming, unghhh!!!" Her voice trailed off and her bright red lips opened. I kissed her hard as she quivered. I felt the explosions inside her cunt as I kept fucking her. I remembered how Lisa seemed so unattainable the night before and now I wanted to own her. 

"That's right, cum for me baby." I said, "You love my cock and you're going to be my cum slut, my cock whore... I am going to fuck you so good everyday! Cum for me Lisa."

As she came her pussy spasmed in wonderful rhythmic contractions and one of those frantic squeezes got me in just the right place. I was about to cum. I turned to Lynne and kissed her. "I'm gonna cum." I whispered.

"Cum, honey," Lynne cooed, putting her hands on my ass again and spurring me on. I thrust faster and faster as Lisa gasped and writhed underneath me. The pressure built in my balls.

Lisa was screaming now. "Oh shit, you're fucking killing me! Fuck me!" I pistoned myself faster, jackhammering her for release. I thrust one last time and held my cock all the way in her. My cum filled her and sent electric pleasure through my being.

Lisa arched her back, forcing me as deep as possible inside her. "You're cumming in me!!!" She groaned, wheezing, taking long, deep breaths. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling weakly.

"You have the best cock I've ever had." she said. "It's not just huge. It's perfect. It stretches me and fills me just right. Fucking amazing!" She put her hand over her eyes. "I've never been fucked like that!"

I started to get off her but she groaned, "Keep it inside me!" She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me back in but Lynne unlocked Lisa's legs from my waist and slowly eased me out of her pussy. Lisa moaned in protest and I extracted myself inch by inch. It was a relief to finally be disconnected from her.

Finally, Lisa got up and said, "I have to freshen up." She walked on unsteady legs to the bathroom. When she was gone, I looked at Lynne. Lynne smiled and nodded. "You're so good Paul. You'll be very popular with women, thanks to your passion and your cock. I wouldn't share you like this but a girl can only take so much." She giggled.

Almost involuntarily, my mind was flooded with an image. I tried to suppress these thoughts but failed, saying, "My mother, she's..."

"She is beautiful isn't she Paul. And I can only imagine what it's like for you. Such a beautiful cock, needing so much attention. You want a special love don't you?"

I put my face in my hands, whispering, "Yes..."

Just then Lisa came back. "I want that cock again tomorrow." She said.

"I can't, I have plans," I said. Dinner with my Mom. 

"I need you Paul. I'll see you soon and I'll have a very very special surprise for you. I promise you'll love it." she said ominously. She got dressed quickly and was out the door.

I laid there happy until I noticed an odd expression on Lynne's face. "What?" I asked. 

"Nothing. I want my turn. I want to tell you something as I ride your beautiful cock."

My cock twitched as Lynne's face now changed to determined lust. She sat on the bed and wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started pumping. Her eyes glazed over as she leaned over and kissed the head. She kissed it again and then sucked the head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around me. My hips undulated as her mouth and fingers pleasured me. 

She leaned back and spread her thighs as she mounted me. I arched up against her as she took my cock in her hand and guided me.

"Oh it feels so good!" Her voice trembled as I slowly started to penetrate her, "I want to feel you cum in me, I want to feel you cum inside my pussy." 

Lynne's slippery cunt grip was milking me. "My gawd, you're so big," she gasped. "Give me a second, honey." Our bodies were grinding against each other. "I can feel your heart beating through your cock. You're cock is throbbing, oh gawd it's throbbing like a vibrator inside me."

I flexed my cock and Lynne moaned. "Don't! That feels, oh, oh..." I kept flexing the thick muscle of my cock and it finally forced her legs to release their hold on me. I began pumping up into her and pulled back out as she held herself up above me on her knees. "It feels almost as good going out and it does going in." 

I sat up and suckled her nipples. I concentrated on the nipple in my mouth to try to control myself. Lynne pried my mouth away from her tits and kissed me, her tongue wandering inside my mouth. "Fuck me," she whispered. She spread her thighs even wider and sat on my cock fully. Her voice was barely audible but got louder. "Fuck me...fuck me..." She lifted her body up and down on me. "Pound me with your huge cock." I started thrusting up in rhythm with her body. She was rising and falling on my cock, really fucking down on me. Her face contorted with pleasure.

"Fuck me!" she demanded as we worked into a frenzy. "Oh my gawd OH!!! You're so good!!!"

She sat down on me and hooked her legs under my ass and rolled us over. I took her legs and raised them to my shoulders to give her some deep thrusting. Her pussy was so wet now that my slick hard cock easily penetrated her. This was the perfect position for fucking Lynne harder. Everything felt so natural. I felt like I totally controlled her, grabbing hold of her ankles and fucking her, driving myself into a sweaty fury. 

There was a loving the glimmer of anticipation in Lynne's eyes. "I'm gonna pound you."

I fucked her, thrusting over and over again. I loved watching her writhe in ecstasy, loved hearing her scream and moan as I pumped her with my cock. I wanted to give her as much pleasure as she'd given me. I felt her powerful muscles twitch and clench as my churning cock brought her to orgasm after orgasm.

"Cum in me, please!" she begged. "I want to feel you shoot inside me, I want to feel that hot cum filling me up." Her big tits shook with every thrust, and watching her tits bounce sent me spinning into that bottomless spiral. "Oh...oh...Lynne, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum in you... But..."

"Oh Yes! Yes! Cum in me, cum, cum...OHHH!!! Don't hold back baby!!"

I wanted it to last. "But you said you were going to tell me something. Something... Tell me..." I grunted, trying to hold back my cum.

"Oh... Oh.... Just fill me up, cum inside of me and I'll tell you baby."

I arched my back and pulled back again. "Tell me now Lynne...." I groaned as the tip of my cock was released from her lustful grip. 

"No... Put it back in me Paul. I... I... need to feel you in me...."

"Tell me Lynne. Tell me or no more cock...." It was hard not to just shoot my load in her but I wanted to tease her and hear what she had to say. I knew she couldn't resist my cock. 

"Uungghh!!! OK... Ok Paul..." she said licking her lips. I pressed my cock against her clit and pulled her onto her side against me. Stroking her body I asked her in a quiet voice to tell me.

"Oh baby, your cock is so good." 

I kiss her gently and urged her to talk. 

"Well, um... A few months ago, I was talking to your mother and ummm... We were a little drunk." she sighed. "We were both lonely and missed our husbands. When your father died, Meg... your mother, devoted all of her attention to you, Paul. But when my husband died, I went on a sexual rampage and... I told your mother about some of my adventures. We've been friends forever.... And... and I guess in some bizarre way she wanted to know that I was fulfilling my needs with...." Lynne paused as my cock slid against her clit. "Oh... Baby...." She caught her breath. "Well, your Mom loved my outrageous stories and she.... You know, she has a little kinky streak in her as well... But...but she wants true love and doubts that she'll ever find it again. So as a joke, I told her that she had the body to have any man and that maybe she should seduce you because you're just like your father."

I was shocked. "What are you talking about?"

"Listen Paul, as you can tell, I have a thing for younger men and you're very special. I told your Mom that she might enjoy the energy of a younger man. Of course, I never thought that I would ever have her son or that you would have such a wonderful cock. Anyway, as a bit of a joke, I told her she had something at home that she could use¼ Honey¼MMmmm, just fuck me now...."

"You're crazy? You tell me you¼said that and then¼"

"All I'm saying is that I think¼ Sweetie¼it wasn't like that¼we both were drunk and having fun¼and I just suggested..."

"Oh shit! I don't believe it."

"Well, I don't know but maybe you shouldn't give up."

The conversation got my cock throbbing. Feeling it, Lynne added, "I bet your Mother has fantasies about you."

With that comment, I drove my tongue into Lynne's mouth and rammed my hard cock into her. She responded with unbridled lust and soon I was filling her with my love juice. With every thrust I filled Lynne's pussy with more and more of my cum. It went on and on, we kept fucking and the incredible tingling of our orgasms grew. I fucked Lynne so hard that my cock seemed to become a part of her. 

After coming down from the intense feelings, I held Lynne. We were both sweaty and breathing hard. It took a while before either of us could speak.

"That was fun." I said.

She giggled. "Yes, it was. You're incredible. I've had a few men even bigger than you but none match your enthusiasm." 

"You're absolutely delicious. You make me feel so special Lynne." I told her.

"Paul, when you're inside of me I feel something very special too. I bet Lisa feels it. You'll find a lot of girls who'll appreciate you and want to share those special feelings."

"Like you?"

She stroked my hair. "Like me. Like Lisa. Like girls your age you'll date and fall in love with. Perhaps even your Mother." She laughed. "Based on what just happened, I bet your Mother would love to be filled my your beautiful cock. I don't think she's had sex in a while."

I thought of my Mom and how she would react if I fed my big cock into that sacred space between her long, sexy legs. I couldn't bring myself to talk about my Mom with Lynne so I mentioned Katie from school. "There's this gorgeous girl at school I'd love to fuck."

Lynne's fingernails stroked my face. "Well, do her like you just did me and she won't be able to resist you."

We laid there for a few more minutes before getting dressed. As I was about to leave, Lynne said, "Lisa will be bugging me about setting you up again. And when I tell all my women friends about how incredible you are, well, you're going to be very busy."

I was smiling. "Yeah, anytime."

Lynne hugged me and fondled my crotch. "This monster will be in big demand."

She laughed, a deep, sexy laugh, and she kissed me on the lips. She gave my cock a squeeze. "Now go home to your Mother." Lynne pushed me out the door with one last kiss. 

********** Intimate Initiations with Mom

Thinking about my imminent dinner with Mom made it hard to concentrate at school. After my conversation with Lynne, I began to think that my fantasies about Mom might come true. I knew my Mom loved me but the prospect that she might have sexual thoughts about me was almost too much to handle. I was spending time with her friend Lynne and fucking other women too. It was all a little weird and the only time I seemed to be able to concentrate was when I was fucking.

When Mom got home she asked, "Want to go to that new Italian place? I really want to try it." I agreed and hoped that the evening's conversation wouldn't be too tense or strange.

"Go get changed into something nicer. I think I'll put on a dress."

Mom seemed oddly at ease. Something in the tone of her voice comforted me and I simply watched her as she went to her room. Her ass swayed its way up the stairs and my arousal grew. Still, I was nervous and took a deep breath as I got up to change clothes.

I put on a dress shirt and a pair of slacks. As I stood in front of the full length mirror I began fantasizing about watching my cock slide in and out of my Mother. She was bent over on the bed, staring into the mirror as I pumped her from behind. Loving thrusts as she turned, bending up, telling me how good it felt. Her beautiful breasts swaying as I pumped her. In my fantasy, I pulled her nipples as I made love to her. I moaned and then was brought back to reality when I heard Mom calling for me. 

Mom was ready. I knew it had been a while since she had been out on the town although she loved dressing up to go out. Her dress was black and form-fitting, showing off her sweet ass. The hemline extended to the middle of her thighs which were covered in stockings. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra because a trace of her nipples was apparent and her glorious cleavage left little to the imagination. She wore high heels to complete her outfit and I could only stand there taking in the beautiful details.

"Mom! You look wonderful." I tried to discreetly slide my hands into my pockets to adjust my cock so that my excitement wasn't too obvious.

"I'm ready. You drive." She offered me the keys and picked up her purse. 

"OK." I smiled and in a gentlemanly gesture offered her my arm. I led her to the passenger door and opened it for her. She smiled at me. 

"Are you going to treat me like a woman tonight?" She asked softly. 

"I'll always treat you as the most beautiful lady in all the world. I miss spending time with you Mom." I said, remembering how nice it was to be with her. Mom kissed my cheek as she slipped into the car. Despite my fantasies about Mom, I felt like maybe we could resume our relationship as it was before "the question."

As we drove along, I glanced at her and noticed that her dress had ridden up her thighs. I thought that I could see that she wasn't wearing panties but turned away with mixed emotions. Eventually, Mom tugged her dress down, covering herself up and I could only wonder what she was thinking as she crossed her legs. 

We arrived at the restaurant a few minutes later. I didn't talk in the car, fearing what might come out. Once inside, I immediately went to the restroom. I slipped into a stall and adjusted myself. Breathing deeply, I calmed myself enough to return.

I sat across from Mom in a booth back near the kitchen. It was private and somehow I got the impression that Mom wanted it that way. 

Mom had already decided what she was getting. She looked at me and smiled. "I looked over the menu, I think you'll like the fettuccini or this dish," pointing to something on the menu.

"That does look good. I'll have that." I said as I noticed the swell of Mom's breasts. When the waitress approached to take our order, I was smiling in a daze. I was feeling conflicted but Mom pulled me out of it by telling me a variety of stories that made me laugh. She was unusually energetic and our dinner went by quickly. There seemed to be something going on between us but I didn't dare let my imagination turn toward fucking her. She looked so desirable sitting there across from me and I knew it would be the ultimate to have her. Not to just fuck her but to make love with her. I imagined that with her it would always be making love.

Pushing those thoughts aside, I turned inward and was silent. We didn't talk until Mom suggested we rent a movie for the evening. "Let's get some movies. We haven't watched movies together in a while."

"Uh... OK..." I said with a distracted nod. I pulled into the parking lot of the rental store and hesitated. When Mom got out of the car, I was again treated to a view of her sweet thighs. 

Mom wandered off. I noticed her walk toward the back of the store where I knew the adult movies were. My mind was racing now and I started to tremble. Then I remembered what Lynne had said. Just then Mom returned and asked, "Ready?" She seemed nonchalant as we walked toward the counter. The clerk gave us a look and I was as bewildered as he was.

On the drive home, I couldn't help but wonder if Mom was going to try to seduce me. After her reaction to "my question" I thought she thought I was the most perverted person on the face of the planet. Then when things started with Lynne, I thought I was getting everything under control. Now, it seemed that I was going home to watch porn with my Mom. I was overwrought with strange thoughts but my cock was getting hard. Still, I didn't know what to think and didn't know what I would do if what I hoped was happening was actually happening. 

Once inside the house, Mom suggested that we change into more comfortable clothes and disappeared. As I changed, I started consider the possibilities and my cock started to throb. To hide my excitement, I grabbed a blanket and sat on the couch waiting. 

When Mom entered a few minutes later in one of her shorter night gowns, I could see all of her in the light. I swallowed hard and shifted to hide my arousal. 

"A blanket, great idea, mind if I just curl up with you?" She asked, as she sat down beside me. She smiled, cuddling next to me.

I turned the movie on in an attempt to shift my attention and for the next two hours tried to concentrate. It was hard and I just sat there trying to maintain control and not look at her or caress her. Mom smelled so good and her body felt amazing against mine. Finally, the credits began to roll I looked at Mom and saw that she was dozing. She sat up when I shifted my position. "Mom, I think I am going to go to bed." I said. 




MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 02



Domestic Delights with Mom

After a quick but vigorous shower, I calmed down and waited for Mom. When she got home, I helped her with the bags and offered her a tender kiss. We busied ourselves getting ready for dinner and I enjoyed the domestic nature of it all in a new way. Working around the kitchen with Mom had a nice feeling to it, especially because she let me kiss her when I wanted and she touched me often as she set the table.

We had a lovely dinner and I couldn't keep my eyes off of Mom. She wore business suits to work and always looked so sexy in a classic way. Tonight she was wearing a red jacket with a white blouse that accentuated her breasts. The firm, round shape of her tits was apparent and her tan only added to the effect. The skirt came down to just above her knees and fit her curves nicely. The beautiful shape of her body was obvious. She also wore matching red heels and red lipstick that made her full lips mouth-watering. 

As I gazed at her across the table, her deep eyes sparkled in the light. 

"Mom, I'll clear the table. Why don't you go change?"

"What would you like me to put on?" she teased as she turned to go upstairs.

Mom returned as I was finishing up in the kitchen. I did a double take when I saw what she was wearing. She had on a silky short night gown. It was cut low, allowing a good view of the swells of her tits. It was red, with the hem cut just below her ass, leaving all of her thighs exposed. It was obvious she wasn't wearing panties but the final touch was that she had kept her red high heels on.

Mom turned to the side in a sexy pose and asked, "You like it baby?"

"Gawd Mom, you look gorgeous," I said. 

She smiled and reached out for my hand. There she stood in front of me as I gazed slowly from her face down to her toes. She was more beautiful than I could imagine. The new dimension of our relationship colored my perception of her. I was in awe of her toned and tan body--her tits hung deliciously, her nipples were hard, her stomach was flat, her thighs were nice and firm. 

She bent down toward me and put her lips to mine. Softly, slowly, she kissed me. She reached down with her right hand and placed it on my hard cock. She then pulled away and sat on the kitchen table. "Well Paul, do you like what you see?"

I was speechless.

"I see you're helpful around the kitchen. As the man of the house, are you just going to stand there? Why don't you come take care of your other chores?" 

She reached for my hand and pulled me to her, once again kissing me. With my body against hers, I let my hands drift down her back to feel her ass as we kissed. She pushed her tongue deep inside of my mouth, exploring with her tongue as I sucked on it. As we kissed, she rubbed her pussy on my crotch and I pushed back against her. We finally broke away from each other and Mom began to undo my pants. 

With my cock unleashed, Mom took it in her hand and rubbed my cockhead against her pussy lips as she leaned back on the table. I let her take her time and enjoyed the jolts of pleasure shooting through my cock. We continued to kiss and tongue.

It felt like my cock had never been so hard. Breathing hard, Mom shifted her position and extended her legs. I moved between them and pressed my cock into her waiting hole. In two quick thrusts, I was in her all the way and she locked her legs around me and leaned back.

With my cock buried in Mom's hot pussy, the table squeaked rhythmically as we coupled. I felt contentment as I worked my hips back and forth, lost in the sensations of my union with Mom. I felt wonderful being so deep inside Mom and I began to pump her harder so that her asscheeks slid against the table. The eroticism of the evening was too much and I couldn't hold back. I pumped every inch of myself inside of her and let my orgasm erupt into her womb. She shrieked and twisted her hips as my cock flexed and twitched inside of her. Reaching down she began to rub her slick clit, cumming as I continued to cum in her. Grinding together we gave ourselves to the intensity of our lovemaking. Finally, I collapsed on Mom's chest as she lay on the table.

Quietly she said, "I don't think I'll ever get used to that, how it feels when you cum inside of me."

"I hope you don't get tired of me."

"Don't worry about that. I don't think that could ever happen." She rolled over and got to her feet wincing a little. "I'm a little sore. I need to get used to your big cock Paul."

That night we made love again, but there was no penetration. I feel asleep with the woman of my dreams in my arms, feeling something new and alive.

********** Lisa's Lustful Longing Leads to Her Daughter

The next day when I got to Lynne's to tell her about Mom and me, Lisa, the gorgeous blonde who I'd fucked earlier, was waiting for me with her skirt hiked up and her panties tucked away in her purse. Lisa was gorgeous and she fucked like she was possessed. It was so much different than it was with Mom. She knew that I liked it and I knew that she lusted for my cock. 

For some reason Lynne wasn't home and I began to wonder what was going on. "Sweetie, are you OK?" Lisa asked. She was staring at me. I took a quick step back, thinking about how to get out of the situation that seemed to be unfolding. 

"So, I found out that you go to school with my daughter. Isn't that interesting?" Lisa interrupted my thoughts. 

"What's your daughter's name?" I asked trying to keep away from Lisa.

"Katie Jackson." She said with a smile. 

I was shocked, Lisa's daughter was Katie Jackson. I wasn't surprised given the equal beauty they shared.

"Yes, Katie's my girl, can't you see the resemblance? All the boys think she's hot. What do you think? I think you like the older version." Lisa said as she approached me. She seemed to get turned on by the fact that I went to school with her daughter. She pushed me back onto the sofa.

I stuttered, "Please, Lisa, don't." 

"Paul from now on," she said aggressively. "Your cock belongs to me. You don't fuck anyone else. Not Lynne, not her friends, not your girlfriend. Your big cock is mine." Lisa was pulling my cock out.

In a forceful move, Lisa got on top of me and sat straight down on my cock. "Uhhhng!" we groaned in unison. My cock was enveloped by Lisa's slippery wet pussy as she pumped and shrieked in ecstasy. As she got into it more intensely, Lisa put her hands on my shoulders and pushed herself up and down my shaft. Resolving myself to the situation, I helped her along to orgasm by resting my hands on her waist to work her harder.

"Jeezuz, you're so big. You're cock is fucking perfect." She buried her head on my shoulder and moaned, "Oh. Oh! Oh!" She shook her body and let me pound her harder as she came. Despite my relative denial, her wet strokes on me were good and I moaned as I shot my load inside her. "Oh, fill me up, fill me with your hot cum!" she screamed. 

I hoped that she would let me leave quickly after she came but Lisa just sat on me. "Your cock, your beautiful cock... it's all mine." She sighed and then kissed me hard. "I want your cock in me like this everyday. Remember I told you I had a surprise for you?" she added. 

She got up slowly and began to put on her skirt. "My daughter and I have a special relationship. I want her to enjoy sex and I think you're going to be the one to help me teach her how to. You'll love it and she will love your cock. My daughter needs to enjoy all the pleasures of her body and your cock is the perfect tool for her to learn."

I was turned on by the thought of fucking Katie despite the strange nature of the situation. "You want me to have sex with Katie?" I got dressed to leave.

"Yes." She said in a nonchalant manner as she finished dressing. "We'll see you on Tuesday."

Lisa made it sound like I couldn't refuse. I did want to fuck Katie but I didn't want to lose Mom. "This is fucked-up." I said to myself, angry with my desires, wondering what I would do.

*********** Intoxicating Intimacy with Mom

When I got home, Mom was waiting. I was worried she would smell Lisa on me but she was busy cleaning and only turned to me to suggest that we take a bath together. Thankfully, Mom told me to run the bath while she finished cleaning up. 

I soaked in the tub thinking—Lisa, Katie's mother, had fucked me into abandon and now I was going to have the opportunity to fuck her daughter. This wasn't going to be easy but it was something I had dreamt about. I was going to have sex with Katie while her mother participated. I had to compose myself however when Mom came into the bathroom.

"Is there room in there for me?" she asked with a smile.

No reply was necessary and I simply watched Mom undress. Her breasts continued to intrigue me, they were so well-shaped and firm. Her nipples were perfect. Her little panties were snug and it was so sexy knowing that she was removing them now for me.

I noticed that she didn't have much pubic hair but I knew why. I had once secretly watched her shave herself while she took a bath. Perhaps she would let me shave her now.

We sat there in the water together, face to face, kissing slippery and passionate in the humid heat, enjoying the textures of our tongues and bodies. After a while, Mom turned and laid back against me with my arms around her cupping her breasts. Feeling the sensuality of the moment, I decided to ask her if I could shave her.

"Mom, can I shave you smooth?"

"You want to shave my pussy Paul?"

"Yes."

"Well, if I let you, you have to let me shave you?" 

"Umm... OK."

I got out of the tub and got some shaving cream and a razor. When I turned back, Mom was sitting on the edge of the tub with her legs spread. Without making eye contact, I knelt between her legs and kissed her inner thighs. She moaned softly.

I sprayed some shaving cream into my hand and began lathering her up. She arched her back to raise her hips as I thoroughly coated her with the rich foam. "That feels so good Paul." 

I took the razor and began scraping away her pubic hair. I worked slowly, carefully using my fingers to spread her pussy lips to make it smooth around her delicate folds. Every time I touched and shaved her sensitive pussy she writhed and gasped. It took about 10 minutes to finish and when I was done, I slid a finger back and forth across her clit and through her beautiful pussy lips. She was so smooth, I wanted to taste her. 

I turned Mom back toward the tub and used the hand nozzle to rinse her clean. The water glistened against her naked pussy and I ran my fingers between her cunt lips. 

"I want to eat your gorgeous pussy Mom. And then I want to make love to you."

"Not so quick young man. It's your turn now." She said, getting up. I helped her out of the tub and wrapped a big soft towel around her, cupping her big breasts and kissing her neck. Her wet hair tickled my face.

Mom took the shaving cream and started to stroke my cock, making it nice and hard. As I stood in the tub, she held my cockhead and began shaving me. It was incredible to watch her, the loving care she used as she stroked back and forth, making my cock and balls as smooth as her pussy.

When she finished, she turned on the shower and stepped back into the tub. Under the cascading water, she took a sponge and lathered every inch of my body. As she did this, I took the opportunity to study every inch of her body with my soapy hands. We began to kiss as the water rinsed us clean, our bodies sliding smoothly together under the liquid waterfall. My cock was incredibly hard and I felt Mom trying to capture it between her legs. 

I wanted Mom to feel special so I suggested a massage. I turned off the shower and wrapped her in a soft towel and led her to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed and asked her to roll over onto her stomach. Then I stood on the bed and dripped scented oil onto her back, from the nape of her neck to her ass cheeks. I watched the oil slide down her ass crack and she squirmed a little. I poured some oil in my hands and knelt beside her and began massaging her legs. Working down to her feet, I ran my fingernails down the soles of her feet. Taking my time, I ran my hands up her legs to her ass in a long, slow motion. Her ass cheeks danced in my hands as I worked them. 

"Honey, that feels wonderful." 

"Mom, I want to major in the study of your body when I go to college next year."

I continued up her back and pressed my hands firmly across her curves. Then I moved to her shoulders and up her arms, extending them over her head. My cock slid up between her thighs as I did this. Our bodies were sliding sensually together as I worked on her shoulders. I playfully moved my hips so that my cock slid up against her pussy. I rubbed my cock against her a little before I rolled her over. 

I got on my knees between Mom's legs and reached for her ankles. Lifting her legs straight up against my chest, I rubbed oil on the tops of her thighs. I could see her pussy lips were glistening and there was a sexy look on her face. I ran my slick hands down her stomach and back up her thighs. Her tits were so big and they shook as I continued to massage her. 

Releasing her legs, I move to massage Mom's breasts. I straddled her tight stomach and began to pull her hard nipples through my slick fingertips. As her tits were stretched, she moaned. My cock was throbbing and it bounced against her tits as I continued to roll and pull her nipples. I pulled on them and shook them. I loved the look on her face.

Sliding back down her body, I began to explore her smooth pussy with my tongue. Her pussy lips were inflamed and I pushed a finger inside of her and I tongued her clit. Her wetness coated my tongue and I could feel the ridges on her inner walls. 

"Mom, I want to make love to you. I want to be the best lover for you." 

She spread her legs spread wide as I slid my finger against her upper wall. She squirmed as I took her clit between my lips. Mouthing her pussy, I added another finger into her, feeling for the right spot. 

Mom moaned, "Oh sweetie!! I need you in me now. Give me your big cock and make love to me."

I knelt between her spread legs and rubbed my cock up and down through her pussy lips. It was so smooth. Electric jolts ran through my cockhead. Slowly I started easing the head of my cock in her hole, watching it stretch open for me. The ring of her cunt hole swallowed my cock as I leaned forward.

She cried out and grunted as my cock filled her. Slow sensual movement. She raised her ass off the bed to take more of my cock. As I slid into her, I could feel Mom's pussy muscles adjust to my cock. It was amazing to be engulfed in her loving sweet grip. We began to pump and pump, rocking back and forth, holding each other tight. 

She moaned, "Stretch me, stretch me baby. I love it. Make love to me. Yes! YES!!"

Nice smooth thrusts into her slick cunt. The ridges of my cock caressed by her inner walls, a sexy suctioning action as I pulled out of her and then and the folding in of her cunt-lips as I push back into her womanly glory. Our long smooth strokes, the sensual rhythm, and the intimacy of our intertwined bodies radiated our love. I wanted it to last forever. 

"Oh sweetie. It's so good. Keep loving me. You're so gentle. Cum inside of me. Give me your love. Then I want you to pound me." 

"Oh Mom, I want to be inside of you forever like this."

It seemed to last forever and I could feel the erotic tension build between us. I caressed Mom's skin with my hands and her insides with my cock. I wanted to keep going but she was too much, it felt too good. My breathing quickened and sensing this, Mom began to clench on my cock. In a wave of moaning that matched the undulations of our bodies, I erupted inside of her and she began to spasm. There were no words, just passionate movements and moaning. We gazed into one another's eyes as we laid there caressing each other with loving touches.

I held Mom tight with the thought in my head that I never wanted to let her go. I had never felt like this. I was drifting into sleep with Mom in my arms. She didn't move and I assumed she was sleeping.

Sometime later, I felt her stir and get out of bed. I rolled over and drifted off again. When I awoke, I felt a new sensation. It took me a minute to realize that Mom was sucking my cock. She held my cockhead in her fingers and was licking my shaft. I laid back and enjoyed her ministrations. 

It felt like the most loving blow-job in the world. She looked up at me and smiled as she flickered her tongue all over me. Then she swallowed my cockhead and pushed more and more of it into her throat. She hummed and moaned as the length of my cock slid deeper. Holding it there, she began to breathe hard through her nose.

When she turned her eyes up to me again I shuddered. "Mom, I can feel your heart through your mouth. Oh... Oh!! Yes! Sooo good. Mom, I love you." I held her head gently in my hands and was overwhelmed by the feelings surging through my torso.

Slowly, she pulled back and released my cockhead with a final slurp. "Paul... Sweetie, I want you in me again. This time I want you to fuck me hard. I love the feeling of having you in me and I want you to know that you can have me whenever you want. Take me, make me yours. I am so ready, fuck me good, love my pussy and make me cum." 

There was an urgency in her voice. I pulled her up and kissed her lustfully as I rolled over on top of her. Looking into her beautiful eyes, I lifted my body above her, propped up by my arms. 

Then I began to jackhammer into her juicy love-grip as I looked into her eyes. Slick hot friction grew between us as I pounded in and out. I looked down and watched my cock slide in and out of her sweet cunt. Her tits shook below me as the bed rocked with my intense thrusting. Faster and faster I ramrodded as I heard her begin to whine. Her juices were creating a hot suction and I loved the juicy sounds of her pussy slurping on my cock.

"Oh fuck me so good Sweetie." She said through gritted teeth, "Your big cock's so good!! I need your huge cock, I can take it... beautiful... cock... " She wrapped her arms around the backs of her thighs and leaned back to give me total access to her pussy. She was so wet that I could thrust in and out in with long penetrating strokes. I pumped her with abandon.

"AAHHHHH!!" She gasped. "Oh!" I gasped back. She was incredibly tight, so tight I wondered if I could ever pull out. Beads of sweat covered our bodies. "Oh Paul! Oh Paul! Oh Paul!" she cried out as she came and came. Her orgasm seemed to last forever and just as she finished I started peaking. I put my hands around her ankles and pinned her back, ramming with long loving thrusts, I kept pistoning.

"KEEP CUMMING FOR ME MEG!!" I called Mom by her name. Something seemed different in this moment and I wanted it to last. I held my cock deep in her and drove my tongue into her mouth. As we kissed, I felt my balls unload and I came. Her legs fell around me as I caught my breath and collapsed against her. Her eyes were squeezed shut in a look of pure bliss.

I watched her face and knew. When she opened her eyes, I looked into them without inhibition. She winced a little as we pulled apart, the pleasure still vibrating in our flesh. I kissed her gently and held her until we fell asleep—whispers of "I love you's" echoing in our dreams.

********** Too Much Temptation on Tuesday

The days flew by and each day was a mixture of elation with Mom and slight dread knowing that Tuesday would come soon enough. Every time I saw Katie at school I was overwhelmed by images of her naked as I fucked her. She was gorgeous. It was almost painful to see her and know that I would be fucking her unless I could somehow restrain myself. I didn't want to jeopardize my relationship to Mom but my cock still responded to Katie.




MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 02



On Tuesday, I was a nervous wreck. When I saw Katie, she gave me this sly smile and licked her lips. Then she came up to me and licked my ear with a moan. It was crazy. Lisa was fucking bizarre to set this up and her daughter was even more bizarre to let it happen. 

After school I could still feel her tongue in my ear. I wandered through my empty house thinking. I didn't know what to do. Should I just stay home? I got in my car and headed out of the driveway. 

As I walked up to the Jackson's house, I felt like I would fall down. Still, my cock tingled as I rang the doorbell. Lisa answered the door and held a finger to her lips. I silently followed her to the bedroom. 

"Honey, Paul's here."

"Hi Paul." Katie said as she began to slide her blouse from her smooth shoulders. "I can't wait to see if what mom said is true."

Lisa kissed me and told me to undress as she stripped. When she saw me watching her, she said, "I can't just sit and watch. I'm going to control your movements to ensure that it's good for Katie."

She led me by the cock to the bed where Katie lay naked. She was a goddess. Her firm tits were perfect. Her nipples were pink and hard. Her skin was radiant all the way from her tight stomach to her smooth thighs and the space between her legs was covered only by a thin stripe of pubic hair. 

Lisa squeezed my cock and said, "You're throbbing in my hand. I guess you like what you see." She gave my cock a tug as she turned to Katie. "Look at his cock, darling. Isn't it lovely?"

Katie sat up. "Oh, it's really big." She got up on all fours and crawled over, until her lips were just a few inches from my cock. "Are you sure it won't hurt me?"

"It might hurt a little, honey, but not for long. All you'll feel in the end is pleasure." 

Katie laid back and spread her legs. I was breathing through my mouth, trying not to faint. 

Lisa said, "Honey, get yourself wet while I get Paul ready." I watched Katie for a second but then I felt Lisa's mouth on me.

"Ooh... oh... I'm already wet and that looks so good. I'm ready... "

Katie's long legs were wide open and her fingers glistened with her juices. Her hips slowly undulated as she played with herself, her eyes shut, a smile on her face. After sucking me to the verge of cumming, Lisa got up and said, "Come on, darling." 

I could see Katie's pink pussy. She looked up at me when I climbed on the bed. My cock was so rock-hard. Lisa got behind me and took my cock in her hand. She pushed me toward her daughter and nestled my cockhead in between Katie's pussy lips. I tried to ignore the guilt that lingered in me and the moment I felt Katie's cunt against my cock, I couldn't think of anything but penetrating her for the first time.

Katie shifted her hips so that her slippery lips caressed my cockhead. "I want it inside me." She beckoned.

I thrust forward, my cock forcing apart the tender lips of her pussy. She was so tight and so wet, I just held my cock there. Lisa reached around me again and stroked my cock. It was so hot to have my cockhead in Katie with her mom stroking me. 

Slowly, Lisa fed my cock into Katie, using her hands on my hips to work me back and forth. I was half inside when Katie cried, "It hurts!"

"Do you want me to pull him out?" I asked, wanting only to pleasure her.

"No, push it in deeper!" Lisa urged. "But slowly... slow... oh, sweetie."

"Oh, yes, yes!" Katie moaned.

I was fucking a dream girl. I wanted to fuck her hard now but Lisa had me under control. And she was patient, taking her time, making me fuck her sexy daughter with long, patient strokes.

"Isn't it wonderful, honey?"

"Oh gawd, it feels so good! Uhh, I can feel it throbbing. It's throbbing! Oh gawd it feels so good!"

Katie was getting used to me and Lisa started moving me faster and faster. The three of us developed a luscious rhythm with Lisa doing the thrusting. I looked down between my legs and saw my huge cock spearing Katie. I felt like a porn star as the lips of her pussy spread wide open to accommodate my cock. The scene was certainly like some porno flick.

The bed start to rock under us and I leaned down to lick Katie's breasts and suck her pert nipples. "Uh, oh, you're fucking me. I love it! Fuck me!"

The faster I pumped, the more she moaned. "Uh, oh, fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, Paul! Yeah! Deep inside me! Oh yeah!" Lisa's hands were on my hips and worked me faster in short strokes. I groaned and fucked Katie for all I was worth.

"MMmmm, it's getting really big in me... Oh, I'm gonna cum, oh, yes, yes! Paul!! More... "

"He's gonna cum in you, baby," Lisa said. "He's going to fill you up with cum and you're gonna love it... " I kept thrusting. 

"MMMMmmmmmmm!!" I screamed. I arched my back and buried myself deep in Katie's pussy and erupted. My balls clenched and a torrent of cum flooded her. My cock trembled, shooting more and more cum. "Ohh, it feels so warm, so wet inside me, oh, there's still more, it's still cumming, oh, yes, yes!" She screamed, "I can feel it!"

"Uhhhhhhh!" I bellowed one last time. I couldn't believe the intensity of my orgasm. I collapsed and rolled over. Lisa licked my slick cock once and then quietly left with a smile.

After a while, Katie began to stroke and caress my cock. "You made me feel so good." She said as she began to suck my cockhead. She just sucked and licked it for a few seconds but it was electrifying. "I've never given a blow-job. Maybe you can teach me on Prom night. Will you take me to the Prom Paul?" 

I was stunned. I had just fucked this fantasy and now we were going to go to the Prom together. 

"I loved it when you were fucking me. I never thought it would be so good."

Somehow I stumbled out of the house without having to say much. I was still in a daze as I got in my car. I felt a pang of guilt and wondered how I could face Mom and rushed home. 

************************************************************ Losing Lynne

After all that happened on Tuesday, I spent a few quiet nights around the house with Mom. Each day after school I would clean, do laundry, and try to make things a little nicer for Mom. I brought her flowers and one night I even cooked her dinner. I decided I needed to put some order back in my life and finally resolved to go to Lynne's to end our affair. When I went to visit her, she was so understanding as I told her everything. She listened patiently and nothing I told her surprised her.

When I was done, she giggled. She told me she was horny. The way she looked at me made it seem like I wouldn't be able to stop her no matter what. She licked her lips and took my face in her hands. 

"Do you think you could find it in your heart to let me use your beautiful cock one last time? I've missed you, honey."

"I missed you too," I whispered nervously. There was more I wanted to say, but I was afraid to.

"Let's go upstairs, I think your Mother would understand and besides, she owes me one." she said, nibbling at my ear.

We went up to her bedroom and Lynne took off her clothes as I laid on the bed. I wanted to make this good for her in return for all that she had done for me. When she joined me, I immediately mouthed her tits. I tugged at her big nipples with my mouth and started sucking. Her nipples became erect and I spun my tongue around her sensitive tips, enjoying the way they felt in my mouth. 

"Oh, Paul, honey," she said. "How long are you going to make me wait for your cock? Darling, fuck me. I want to feel you inside me."

I got into position between her legs and wiggled my hips against her. My big cock found her opening, and then... 

"AHHH... " we both sighed as we coupled. I slid myself inside her, slowly, every throbbing inch of me. Lynne's eyes closed. "Honey, just fuck me, fuck me any way you want, but fuck me hard."

I put her ankles on my shoulders and rolled her back and pumped her pussy with long, liquid strokes. I felt the sweet squeeze of her pussy. I closed my eyes and concentrated, pulling my cock out of her pussy until the head nestled in her slippery lips, then thrusting my hips forward and burying my cock inside her. Her lips opened to form an O as she shook her head in pleasure. "Harder!" she begged.

I rolled her over on her hands and knees and fucked her doggie-style, her big tits swaying as I pounded her. I looked down and watched Lynne's pussy take my cock, my shaft sliding in and out, glistening with her juices. Her asscheeks rippled as my hips pounded them.

"Oh, yeah, fuck me... fuck me.." she hissed. "Fuck me, baby. You're so big! You feel so fucking good in me. OH!! I'm cumming!!"

She moaned and shoved her ass back against me. "Honey, I'll miss your cock. Fuck me good!!" 

I was getting close to cumming and began to pump her harder until I came. "Oh, Lynne... " All the tension was released as my cock shot its load. My emotions were surging and I said, "Lynne, I love you."

She pulled away as my cock spurted its last rope and took me in her arms. Our eyes met with kindness and tenderness. She snuggled with me. "You know I love you too. I do. I love you very much. But I think what we have is different than a romantic kind of love. You can only share that with your Mom if what you told me is true."

"I'll never, ever forget you Lynne."

"I know." She smiled.

She kept caressing me and I kissed her on the lips. And just like that, it was over. 

********** Lisa's Lesson 

"I want you to show me how to give a blow job." Katie said. 

My cock twitched with anticipation but I started hyperventilating with guilt. I watched as Lisa took Katie by the hand and led her to the bed. Both women were so beautiful in their naked glory but I could only berate myself--how the fuck did I get myself into this situation.

Lisa crawled between my legs and Katie laid down next to me. The two women looked into each other's eyes with my cock throbbing between them. "Take the head in your mouth and get it all wet." Lisa said as she demonstrated by taking my cock in her mouth. She slowly pulled my cockhead with her lips. After a few liplocking strokes Lisa pulled her mouth away. Katie stared at my shiny tool. 

"His cock is so big."

"It is. You can take an average penis all the way in your mouth and deep-throat it but Paul's cock is too big for that unless you have a lot of practice."

Lisa started sucking on me again, bobbing her head up and down. "Oh," I moaned as her tongue slid on the underside of my shaft. She pulled her mouth away. 

"As you take it in your mouth, use your tongue on the shaft." She instructed. "It tends to be more sensitive and using your tongue there will drive him crazy." She planted some lip-smacking kisses on my cock and then said, "Your turn."

Katie stared intently at my cock, but didn't touch it. I couldn't speak and sort of wanted to run but it was just too good. The bizarre dynamic between Lisa and Katie, mom and daughter, would have been a dream come true for most but I still had my Mom to think about. Still, I was enjoying my role as a teaching tool even if I felt some guilt. 

"With a cock this big, you have to use your hands as you suck." Lisa gripped my cock and stroked. "As you work your mouth, pump with your hand like this." The sound of her mouth slurping on me were so sensual.

"I want to try." Katie said.

Lisa moved back and Katie leaned down and tentatively took my cock in her lips. I watched her beautiful face as she licked and sucked and wanted to coat her in my love juices.

Slowly Katie took more and more of me into her mouth and moaned as she caressed my shaft with her lips and tongue. I was getting close to cumming as both mom and daughter stroked my cock with their hands. Katie sucked harder and nibbled with her teeth. I cried out, "Oohh!!"

They got more aggressive then and worked me toward ejaculation. Katie continued to pump her hand as Lisa took over the sucking. She leaned down and took me deep into her throat, almost gagging. I began to spasm and shot rope after rope into her mouth and all over their faces when she pulled away. 

Both women cooed in amazement as I caught my breath. They rubbed my cum all over in silence. 

"Wasn't that fun Katie?" Lisa asked. 

"Oh, there's so much. It's like a fountain."

"On prom night, you can suck him and then feel all of that hot cum shoot up inside of you."

"That's going to be fun."

I laid there with my eyes closed, listening to the exchange, wondering how I would get out of the situation. When they finally got up to shower, I dressed and hustled out the front door. I felt a little weird because mother and daughter seemed to treat me like an object for their own purposes but I didn't really care.

********** The Possibilities of Prom

I got home and was relieved to find that Mom wasn't there yet. I hurried inside, showered, and changed into some comfortable clothes.

When Mom got home, she looked tired. "Long day?" I asked.

I kissed her on the cheek. "Oh well, sort of. No problems... It's just been a tough couple of days. I've been working on a special research project." I got her a glass of wine while she relaxed in front of the TV. She took the glass and gave me an odd look. "Thanks Honey. Anything new at school?"

"Well, no, not really, just looking forward to graduating and hearing back from colleges."

"Paul, do you remember when you told me that you wanted to major in the study of my body in college?"

"Yeah, and I do Mom." 

"Baby... I'm not sure about what's going to happen. I don't want you to miss out on anything in life... I'm worried that I can't give you... give you all that you should have."

I stopped her and whispered, "Mom, I couldn't stop if I wanted to... and I don't want to because I love you... you give me everything I need and want... " I kissed her cheek and a smile crossed her face but there were tears forming in her eyes. 

"Paul, I want to move away after graduation and be together. I love our secret little world. Everyday I seem to be falling deeper for you and it makes me happy. But it also scares me and I don't want to be selfish and ruin your life."

"Mom, you could never ruin my life. I wouldn't trade what we have for anything. I want to move and be together next year."

"Paul, I'm having second thoughts. It's been a while since your father died, and I'd forgotten some things until recently. You've awakened the best part of me and I love you for that. But you have so much ahead of you. I'm not sure about next year and in the next few weeks, you may feel differently with graduation and your senior prom coming up. Are you going to the prom?"

I suddenly got nervous. "Actually, a girl asked me to go to prom."

"Really! Who is it?"

"It's... um... Katie Jackson. But I'm not gonna go."

She paused. "Honey. Listen. You should go to the prom. It is a special event and I want you to be happy."

"But Mom, I... "

Mom interrupted, "You should go. It's a part of your high school experience and I don't want you to miss out on any of it." She looked away but I could tell she was a little disappointed.

"Mom, I just want to be with you. Couldn't we just go out to dinner by ourselves or something."

"No, Paul. You should get all dressed up in a tux and have fun. I know you will be so handsome."

"Mom, I don't want to."

"Paul, you're going and that's it. No more discussion. We'll go get you fitted for a tux tomorrow."

"Mom." I said. "I don't want to... "

"Oh Paul... You know that you should have some fun. If... If things get serious with this girl, you should just... Just let yourself be with her." She put her hand over her mouth as tears came to her eyes. "Don't worry about me. I will always be here for you... " 

I was getting upset too. "Maybe we... would you go with me instead?"

"Don't be ridiculous. You can't take me to the prom." Mom said, "Honey, you're too good to me. But you should go with this girl. We can discuss the rest later."

Mom put her hand on top of mine. "I love you, honey. I know that we'll be together, but this is a chance for you to experience something normal while you're in school."

"Mom, everything that we've done is normal because I love you. Isn't a man supposed to want to spend all his time with the woman he loves?"

"You're sweet Paul. And you're right. But if you love me, you'll go to the prom with this girl. I'll be here for you at the end of the night."

Mom wiped away her tears and took a deep breath. "This girl, Katie, is she pretty?"

"Yes, but not as pretty as you. And I'm still not going with her." 

"Paul... You have to go. I couldn't stand it if you didn't. Just promise me you will come home to me." She collected herself, and added, "You shouldn't miss out on your prom. You'll go, promise?"

I reluctantly agreed. "I promise."

She sighed. "All right."

We went to bed that night emotionally fatigued. I held Mom, my lover, and stroked her. Mom's gentle touch had soothed me on so many occasions, and now I was soothing her. Although we didn't make love sexually, our embrace through the night nurtured our deep feelings and in my dreams I was overwhelmed by both sexual and sensual images of Mom... 

Mom wrapping her lips around my cockhead, corkscrewing her mouth up and down my shaft, loud wet slurping sounds cumming from her lips... 

Licking Mom's asshole while she sucked on my balls, my cock against her cheek... 

Mom's tits shaking in her blouse as she lifted her skirt to fuck me at her office... 

Mom sucking a load of cum from my balls, holding it in her loving mouth to show me before she swallowed it all down... 

********** The Promenade of Performance

So everything began to fall into place in my life. Everything was fine with Mom and Lynne and Lisa were distant memories. Just one potential problem remained--Katie and the Prom.

I walked into the main school hallway and there she was. She was dressed down today in jeans, a crisp white oxford, and pink lipstick covering the lips that had recently sucked my cock.

"I need to talk to you Paul." she said motioning to me.

"How's it going?" I asked.

Katie looked at me. "I'm OK. I just wanted know if you were really going to take me to the Prom. After what we did together, I got really excited about spending time with you." 

"Um, yeah, I'm gonna get my tux after school."

Katie seemed to get more animated. She leaned in close and took my hand in hers. "I loved having you inside my mouth and in me."

I was overwhelmed by the look of lust in her eyes. I focused on Katie's lips and watched them say, "And after the Prom, I'm going to get your big dick all hard. I want you to put it inside me. I want to feel you penetrating me, I want to feel your huge cock fill me up Paul."

"Uhh... " I didn't know what to say. 

Her finger slid up my arms. "I want you to fuck me until I'm screaming because thinking about your huge cock is driving me crazy."

"Uhh... "

"Meet me at my house after school."

"No. I can't. My uhh... the tux." I said as I thought about Mom.

"You can get it after can't you?" 

I tried to deter her. "We should wait Katie. It'll be better if we wait until Prom."

She grabbed my wrist and caressed it. "I need your dick. I can't wait." 

I had to get away from her. "Katie, you're so beautiful. Prom will be fun, I promise. I'll pick you up at 6:00 on Saturday. Be ready."

"Ready for what?" she said with a mischievous grin.

"You'll see." I said and walked away awkwardly.

On Saturday night, I picked up Katie, but only after sharing a long delicious kiss with Mom. To show her support, Mom got a corsage for me to give Katie. Wanting to avoid Lisa, I quickly put it on Katie's wrist, posed for a few pictures, and led her to the car. Fortunately, before we left, Lisa only made one sly comment about my cock, whispering, "Maybe I can share your cock with my daughter again tonight." I suppose she didn't want to upset Katie.




MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 02



The prom was a typical high school affair. It was held in the gym with streamers and balloons and other decorations all over the place. It was kind of stupid and I kept thinking about how I would rather have taken Mom out for a formal, romantic evening. 

We had been there for a while and Katie and I danced several times. All eyes were on my date because of what she was wearing. Katie's dress was split in both directions, down the front on top and up from the hem. It showed off a lot of her incredible tits as well as her delicious thighs. Everywhere, the boys were swallowing hard and the girls were looking jealous. As we danced, it was difficult to look anywhere but at her exposed breasts and thighs.

When the first slow song began Katie led me to the dance floor. As we danced I found out that she wasn't wearing panties. In spite of myself, I felt a little thrill go through me. It should have been a boost to my ego to have this young, hot blonde in my arms with everyone watching but it wasn't. I could only think about what Mom was doing at home. When the song ended, I asked Katie if she wanted to leave soon. She misunderstood my intentions, "Yes, I want your cock in me. I can hardly wait." 

Flustered, I went to get some punch and left Katie in a group of friends. I noticed her giggling as she whispered to some of the other girls. They looked at me in surprise when I returned.

We were sitting at a table with a few other couples. I was antsy to get home but Katie accepted an invitation to a party. I would have gotten mad but then it occurred to me that I could leave Katie at the party. She smiled and winked at me, "We'll go for a little while and then find someplace to fuck." I couldn't believe how nasty Katie was but of course, I wasn't surprised either.

With a silent resolve, I drove Katie to the party. She held my hand all the way there. It was loud when we arrived and the house was packed. Every room was filled with partying kids, not an adult in site. 

"Hey everyone, we're going downstairs to play Truth or Dare."

There were a lot of sofas in the dark basement. It was obvious what was happening and normally I would have been in heaven, but not anymore. In their drunken states, everyone quickly lost interest in the game and began kissing. I should have left at this point but Katie squeezed my hand.

Applause and hoots echoed as one couple began doing more than kissing. A girl named Kathy was sucking on her boyfriend's tongue as she pulled down the top of her prom dress. His hands were working on her ass and then moved to her tits. Then they began to hump into each other like they were having sex. The crowd encouraged them with a variety of comments. 

Another couple got into the action when a guy named Bill raised up his date's dress up until her panties were visible. The girl wrapped her legs around him and he grabbed her ass, lifting her off the ground with their lips locked together. Their bodies were grinding together like they were fucking. Everyone was in awe as they watched.

Katie began to initiate a kiss with me. I felt a mixture of dread and lust. Watching as her lips approach mine, I kissed her on autopilot. She forced my mouth open with her tongue. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest and my head was spinning. I opened my mouth and felt her tongue enter. Our mouths worked together as the kiss continued. I could feel the growing sexual tension as Katie melted into me. 

After a minute, Katie slid to her knees wanting to out perform the other couples. She began to rub her hands on my groin, working up a giant bulge in my pants. Katie was just pretending but when she heard the hoots from the crowd, her excitement grew, making her bolder. She squeezed my cock, causing me to moan involuntarily. Lisa had taught her how to give a blow-job and so far it seemed that Katie had learned her lesson well.

She smiled up at me and then reached up and pulled my zipper down. The room got silent. I couldn't believe what was happening. Everyone watched as Katie pulled my cock from my pants. Audible gasps filled the room.

Katie squeezed her fingers around my cock, her hand unable to close around it. She held it up for the crowd to see then brought it to her lips. Their were more gasps in the room as her mouth stretched wide to suck on the giant head. The crowd watched as she sucked and licked me.

"Oh gawd baby, suck it," someone yelled. Although I wanted to grab Katie's head and pump into her face, I was able to exercise some self-control. More than anything, Katie seemed excited by the show she was putting on. She shook her blond hair as she worked my cock, pulling back to flicker her tongue on my cockhead, letting her saliva coat me. 

Katie looked up at her lover, it wasn't me anymore. With a wide smile she turned to her audience and sucked on the tip of my cock, releasing it with a loud kissing sound. She made sure the entire room saw what she was doing. Finally she stood up and put her hands on her hips. She did a quick shake with her hips as she raised her gown up her thighs revealing her naked ass. 

It was a hot scene and I wanted to pull Katie's dress up and fuck her. But luckily Katie grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd. Everyone made room as we passed, no one knew what to say. 

"Oh my gawd," Katie breathed as we found an empty room. "I've never done anything like that." She threw herself into my arms and kissed me.

The wild situation had excited Katie beyond belief and I couldn't think my way out of any of it. I couldn't take anymore and pushed Katie gently away.

Sitting down on a couch, she moaned, "Oh my gawd!" I sat down next to her and whispered, "Katie are you okay?"

"Yes," she answered in a barely audible whisper. "I don't know why I did that, but it was kind of fun."

I looked into her eyes. They looked glassy. I asked her, "Do you want to go back downstairs?"

"No. I think I want to go home. I can't believe I did that in front of everyone. What will they think of me?"

"Katie, it's probably a good idea for us to leave now. Uh... I don't think you have to worry too much, but you should probably lie low for a while. At least the school year's almost over." I gently kissed Katie on the cheek. I could see that she was feeling some regret. I led Katie through the house and took her home. Thankfully, things hadn't gotten too out of control and I actually was a little worried about Katie because she didn't say anything on the way home.

********** The Promises of Prom Night

I had to get through these last few weeks of high school and go away to college. Then things would settle down. Not much longer until I would have a lazy summer with Mom, after that it would only get better.

When I got home after the prom, mom wasn't home. I was surprised but found a note from her saying that she had decided to go out for drinks with a friend. 

Although I still wasn't entirely comfortable with doing it, I went to bed in her bedroom which was now ours. After a quick shower, I got in bed and laid there trying to sleep amidst all the memories of the night.

I must have fallen asleep for a while. Mom came in and gently shook my shoulder. When I opened my eyes, I had to rub them to make sure I was seeing reality and not a dream. Mom was wearing a black suit, the skirt cut a bit high, showing a bit more cleavage than usual. Her hair hung in soft waves to her shoulders, her makeup was perfect, and she smelled wonderful.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm was bit tense and decided to go out. Did you have fun?" She asked with a quick peck on my lips.

I could tell that she had had a few drinks although she didn't seem drunk. "Yeah, it was OK. I ended up taking Katie home early."

"Well you know honey, it's customary to get laid on your Prom night."

"Well, I guess I missed out on that part."

"Ummmm... " she moaned as she pulled back the sheets. "I don't think you did. Prom night isn't over yet. Didn't I promise you that you would have fun on your prom night?" She said with a coy smile.

I sat up to kiss Mom but she pushed me back down and straddled me. Hiking up her skirt I could see that she wasn't wearing any panties. Towering above me, this incredible woman slowly tossed her jacket aside and undid her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra either. Seeing this, I sat up and attacked her tits with my mouth.

She moaned and announced, "In case you are wondering about my bra and panties, I lost them somewhere... Right now, I just want you to fuck me."

The bed started rocking as Mom slid down onto my shaft. She was so slick and wet. For a moment, I did wonder where Mom had left her panties and bra but the slippery sensations of her cunt on my cock consumed me and I could only close my eyes and enjoy it. 

"I want it all!" She groaned. "That's it... oh, Paul, oh yes, give to me. Oh, gawd deeper... Oh, oh, fuck me, ooh, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Harder! Ohhhhh!! Make me cum!!"

Mom seemed possessed. "I love it Paul. Oh gawd, so big, so strong, you're so good in me." Her aggression turned me on and I began to pound up into her. She leaned forward so I could play with her big tits. I squeezed them, the pulled on her nipples and even shook them. This seemed to make her hotter and she fucked down on me roughly.

She was bouncing up and down hard. Lost in the feelings, I slapped her ass and told her, "Harder, harder Mom!" Bouncing faster, she reached for my hands and put them back on her tits. 

"Ooohh... Play with my tits. Fuck your Mom good with your big cock!! I love it... Oh gawd yes, I love it. Paul, you're making me cum!" 

I kept on pumping up, grabbing her ass cheeks to raise her up and down so that I could impale her deeper. "Cum on my cock Mom. It's only for you. I'm almost there... " 

She went wild riding me, slapping her clit and bucking. I could feel her pussy tighten its grip on me and I flooded her as she continued to cum and scream. Her beautiful face contorted as she stopped her movements. Our bodies were locked together in a slippery love union. 

Finally, she slipped off of me and laid on her head on my chest. Her eyes were distant before they closed in slumber. I was happy to be with her now like this, with the love of my life, in bed and satisfied.

********** Carnal Confessions

Mom slept late the next morning. I brought her a cup of coffee and found her laying there, so sexy in the morning light. She took a sip and said, "Sit down, honey, I need to talk to you." She paused and added, "I'm sorry I was so brusque with you last night."

"Mom, I enjoyed it. You know I love being with you and having you like that was just... "

"Honey, I think I had you last night." She grinned remembering. 

Taking another sip, Mom asked. "So how was your date with Katie?"

I looked away toward the window and mumbled, "It was fine. You know I didn't want to go but it turned out OK." 

"Yes it did, didn't it." She kissed me. "MMMmmm." And then asked, "Did you get a kiss from your date?"

Mom was playing with me but I got embarrassed and she knew it. "It's OK Paul. At the very least, I expected that you would kiss Katie."

"Umm Mom, can we talk about something else?"

"Paul, sure... but you can tell me anything. I love you and I want... well, just know that it doesn't matter. Whatever happened... what did happen Paul? Just tell me."

I tried to get up to leave but Mom stopped me. "Paul? It's OK, it really is."

"Mom, I'm scared. I don't want to ruin what we have... I... " I felt like I was going to cry. In my mind, it had all seemed fine but now that I was forced to think about it, it scared me to think that I had jeopardized what I wanted most. "Mom, I don't care about Katie... But I... "

"You kissed her didn't you Paul."

"No.. um, yes, I did. But it didn't mean anything to me. I couldn't stop... "

"Paul, listen to me, it's OK. I understand. It's OK." She said as she stroked my thigh.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Was all I could say in response.

"Did anything else happen?" 

"We went to this party after the Prom."

"And what happened there?"

"Well, um. Everyone was kissing and fooling around and some things just started... I don't want to talk about it Mom."

"Did you have sex with Katie? Paul, it's OK. Don't you think we should talk about everything."

"No!" I blurted out. "No, I can't... "

"Paul, communication is an important part of love. We need to be open, even when it's not easy."

I sighed. "We didn't have sex... I... I didn't but she umm... she went down... "

"She sucked you?"

"No!" I repeated, "Umm, well, she took me in her mouth but I didn't... "

"It's OK. I love you. Remember that. But are you trying to tell me you didn't cum? Were saving your cum for me?" Mom said in a playful tone. She smiled and squeezed my thigh. I wiped a tear away, amazed at her. 

"Paul, I should tell you something too." She kissed me softly and took my hands in hers as she laid there. "After you left for your date, I was a little upset and even a little angry. I felt stupid for being jealous." I closed my eyes and listened. The tenderness in her voice felt good.

"I was overwhelmed by what I was feeling and had to get out of the house so I drove around and ended up at this bar. I thought a drink would calm me down so I went inside."

"I was sitting there alone with my thoughts, feeling emotional. After the first drink I ordered another. I even asked the bartender for a cigarette and smoked one. It's been years since I did that." 

"I was about to order my third drink when this man came up and offered to buy me one. He was nice but I wasn't much in the mood to talk. He ordered another round and talked about himself. I sort of listened but I was thinking about you, about us."

"I was getting a little drunk by then and when asked me to dance, I just followed him to the dance floor. I didn't pay much attention to him, but I did notice that he wasn't too bad looking. I was just enjoying the music and the dancing, it had been so long. When the first song ended a slow one followed. The man, I think his name was Bob, pulled me into his arms. As we danced, he pulled me closer and put his hands on my hips and asked, 'So, are you here alone?' His hands slowly slid lower on my hips to my ass. I could feel the bulge in his pants as it pressed into me."

I started to get nervous and an odd feeling overcame me as I listened. I swallowed and imagined the worst.

"In spite of myself, I felt a little thrill go through me. I let him feel my ass for a while and even pressed myself into him to give him a little thrill. At one point, I giggled at my naughtiness. When the song ended, I thanked him for the dance and walked away. When I looked back, he was just standing there with an obvious erection in his pants."

"Oh Paul. It was just a little fun. I went to the restroom and took off my panties after that. I had to play with myself. My nipples were so hard too. I took off my bra and stuffed it in my purse with my panties.

"Paul, I'm telling you this because I love you. I don't want us to keep secrets. I want us to be together and I am hoping that this will only make us better and stronger together."

After she said that, I hugged her closer, never wanting to let go. We just laid there a long time, nearly an hour. I was thinking about the past few weeks, about Katie and Lisa and Lynne, wondering how my life got pulled in so many directions. I was a little disgusted with myself. But eventually I found my thoughts back with Mom. I loved her and I knew that what she said was true. We would be better and stronger together.

********** Closure on Katie

When I saw Katie at school again I was nervous. Here was this sexy, white-hot girl who fell in love with my cock and who wanted me and all I could think about was Mom. Any normal boy would give in to his raging hormones and fuck Katie as often was humanly possible. 

But what I shared with Mom now began to push all thoughts about other women from my mind. When Katie finally confronted me at lunch she said, "I played with myself last night thinking about you." 

She leaned across the table. "When I think of you Paul, I'm sitting on you with every inch of your dick in my pussy."

I could only mutter, "Katie, I'm not going to have sex with you."

"Yes, you are." She acted as if she was just stating a fact.

"No, I'm not."

She smiled. "Why don't you want to have sex with me?"

She looked so glamorous, so sophisticated. I tried to sound mature, "Katie, in a few weeks, it'll be summer and then we'll both be off to college. We should just have fun while we're young."

"That's exactly what I want Paul. To have fun with you. My mom says that your dick is the best she's ever had, that it's not just big, but that it hits all the hot spots in her pussy. I want it now. Just for the summer if that's how it has to be."

"Tell your mom I appreciate the compliment."

Katie grabbed my wrist. "I don't want you anywhere near my mom! I want us to be together. We'll have a lot of fun Paul, I promise."

She leaned close, the front of her blouse fell open. She pulled the neck open, and I could see her nipples. "Don't you want me?" 

"It's over Katie."

"You still want my mom don't you? You know my mom wants me to share you with her." she said. "First she begged me not to go to the prom with you, and then she begged me to bring you to her. She loves your dick as much as I do."

I have to admit, it was a bit flattering to have a gorgeous woman and her goddess of a daughter both so smitten by my cock. But I had better things in my life now. Out of a sense of masochism I said, "Well, if you want me to pay your mom a visit, I guess I could... "

I thought Katie was going to hit me. "Don't you even fucking think about it!" she hissed. "Don't go near my mom! I fucking hate you. Get the fuck away from me!!"

I guess offering to fuck your would-be girlfriend's mother isn't the best route to her heart. But of course, I didn't care because I was on my way home to make love to my Mother. With a big smile I walked away. 

********** Graduating to Mom's Perspective

In the morning, I was up before Paul was. I watched him for a while as he slept. When he turned onto his side, I saw his morning hard?on and was overwhelmed. I did what I had done on several mornings, I took my son into my mouth and gently let my tongue roam over his warm flesh. He stirred a little and I felt his cock begin to flex in my mouth. Reality erased the dream as I sucked him. He was rock hard when he opened his eyes and saw me with my lips around his cock. He smiled at me and stroked my hair as I began bobbing up and down on his long rod. He sounded a drawn out "Ohhh¼." as his body stretched flat on the bed.

I sucked and licked vigorously until the flow of cum into my mouth began. It was more than I expected but I was experiencing his pleasure with him and so I kept sucking on him as long as he came. When he caught his breath he said, "Mom¼you're amazing¼."

If practice makes perfect then we practically achieved perfection in those early weeks together. He would pump me to an orgasm and then he wanted me again. For a few days he wouldn't let me go to work and we never left the house. He began to study my body and he came to know my heart. He was constantly inside me until I was ecstatically sore. I was overwhelmed by the ferocity of my son's desire. 

I began to feel like Paul's newlywed bride. It was as if he had wiped my memory of any life before the one we now shared. I felt as if I was his wife because I had given him my anal virginity, because I wanted him all the time like a blushing bride. Each night I opened my mouth and my legs and my ass to him feeling the intense pleasures ripple through me as we made love.

Graduation was a good example of our growing intimacies and the eroticism that each moment with Paul seemed to bring out in me. We were on the way to the ceremony at the school and we were both very dressed up. My dress made me look quite busty and Paul came into the room and said, "Wow mom, you look great." I had some new white thigh highs on and Paul asked, "Are you wearing panties that match those stockings?" I laughed and flashed him my white thong. He gave me a serious look and said, "Mom, I want to fuck you before we go."




MEG-a-doses of Mom Pt. 03



We'd been at it for a long time. Finally, the sensations eddied into a silent satisfaction. We crawled deeper into the sheets, the heat still radiating from our bodies. I put my hand on her hip and nestled into a comfortable position next to her. I could feel my Mom's juices drying on my cock. Mom slumped back against me. She took another drink and got more comfortable.

Continuing, she told me, "When you were in high school I did date some. It had been a few years since your father died and I finally felt ready to get involved again. I loved your father but we didn't have much time together it seemed. You and I have been together almost as long as we were married. I went to bars now and again with friends and even ended up in bed with a man once or twice."

"As you know now, after a few drinks I can get a little wild. There was this one time when I'd had a few drinks and this man asked me to dance. I could feel how big he was as he pressed up against me. I had never really fooled around a lot before I met you father and I was lonely then so I just let things happen. He did have a big cock, he told me it was eight and a half inches..."

She paused making my already awkward feelings about her confession linger. She added. "I think you're bigger though. Paul have you ever measured your cock?" She didn't wait for a response and got out of bed. 

Mom returned with a ruler and continued her story. "It was fun but it was short-lived. He had a big ego and I wouldn't let him into our life." She took the ruler and held it against my flaccid cock. "With you at home and work, I didn't really crave male attention and it was never really anything more than a little sex... Oh my Honey, you're over seven inches and you're not even hard." 

I stroked Mom's thigh as she sat there talking while staring at my cock and the ruler. "I kept it all from you because I was insecure about being able to take care of you by myself."

"Mom, you did a great job and it's even better now." I said as I squeezed her thigh. She laid down with her back against me.

"Paul, you have the biggest cock I've ever had..." She whispered. Lost in her own thoughts for a moment—I can't believe what the years have done for me. I love this man more than anyone, even his father. He's loved me and now he's taking care of me. I can't believe the way he makes me feel, what he can get me to do...and his cock is so good, so fucking hot and big...

"I love you Mom. I don't ever think I can say that enough." I whispered kissing her back.

"Paul, I want you to know that I have never felt this way with anyone. I know we have sex a lot but it's more than that. We wouldn't have lasted unless it was more. The strength of our relationship is only magnified by this..." She reached back and squeezed my cockhead with her fingers. "What I love most about you is how you pay attention to me, the special things you do and the openness we've been able to share over the years. When we're together, everything seems to just flow in this comforting pattern." 

"Mom, I feel it too. Like everything just falls into place and there aren't any barriers."

"Yes baby, like that... And when we make love, it's the embodiment of it all. Whether it's intense and wild like tonight or tender and gentle, I feel like I am learning more about love and like we are growing into each other..." She giggled and leaned back. "I just love you Paul... And I don't ever want to lose your monster cock..."

I cuddled her into my arms, "You won't Sweet Love. You won't."

"Promise?"

"I promise dear Meg. Besides, if we get our tattoos, what would people think if they saw us naked."

"If?" 

"OK, when..."

"When we get our tattoos dear boy, we'll be marked in love. And when we're old and gray, we'l have some interesting memories..." Her voice trailed off. "Will you still love me Paul? Sometimes I worry about the future..."

"Well, there's always 'viagra' Mom..."

"No, I'm serious." She rolled over to face me. "What will it be like?"

"Mom, you just said that our love is more than sex and I know that. We'll live on a golf course and sit on the porch and do what people do. Enjoy each day, hold hands, talk about our lives, travel, and make love in new ways. This is 'til death do us part' my dear wife. I will always take care of you and our life together can only get better."

"Oh Paul." A tear fell from Mom's eyes. "I love you. Hold me baby." 

She rolled back to her side and I held her for the rest of the night.

********** Epilogue of Eternity

A few weeks later, we did get tattooed for each other. Mom was a little embarrassed to have to expose part of her ass to get hers but she did it. Just above the center of her ass, she was marked with "PAUL'S" in a stylish calligraphy. All capital letters in brilliant red ink.

My tattoo was in the middle of my back. I was simply marked with a big "M" which we knew represented 'Meg' and 'Mom' for our special union. Mom chose a distinct font for the single letter. She often touched that spot on my back just I did hers. It was a hidden sign of our love as we walked through crowds and stood together at parties.

On the vacation we took for our 10th anniversary a few years later, we went to Mexico. Mom's skin took on a rich deep tone through the lazy days we spent on the beach and I never tired of seeing the responses from people who noticed her tattoo. 

The days and nights were held in a constant state eroticism. Her wardrobe for the vacation was new and chosen with detail and care. Mom knows how to dress to complement her assets and she dresses to please me. Two new bikinis, a few wrap around skirts, some very sexy silk lingerie that she wouldn't show me, some tight blouses, and a few pairs of pointed-toe high heels as well as more practical sandals.

Mom wore my favorite outfit on our first night in Mexico. It consisted of a short sexy wrap-around red skirt that certainly drew attention to her and showed off her legs, especially with the matching high heels keeping her calves tight. She also wore a sleeveless white blouse that she kept unbuttoned deep into her cleavage. We danced the night away in the humid heat and walked on the beach before a slow session of loving making primed us for sleep.

We woke up late the next morning and had a leisurely breakfast before heading to the beach which was just outside our backdoor. I couldn't see what Mom was wearing as she had put on shorts and a t-shirt over her bikini. 

When she stripped down on the beach, she took my breath away. Her bikini was an electric blue color made of textured fabric. The top was basically two triangles of material that stretched tightly across her nipples leaving her beautiful tit-flesh bulging from all sides. The bottom of the suit only covered half of her succulent ass cheeks, exposing their curves nicely. 

It was a pleasure to rub tanning lotion all over Mom. Mesmerized as I again studied her delicious body. I almost lost my breath as I stared at the sight before me. Mom was on her stomach, the tie on her top undone, and I had straddled her to spread lotion on her back and ass. Mom's nearly naked ass with my name tattooed on it was unbelievable. Something about this part of her body in particular never ceased to amaze and delight me. I was tempted to slip my growing erection into her then, imagining my cock penetrating her as we clutched together doggie-style. That would happen later that afternoon before our nap but for now I just enjoyed the feeling of her silky skin.

We lounged there for a few hours in the ocean air, sipping drinks, reading, dozing, and playing in the surf. It was so sexy to see Mom's body shimmy as we walked down to the water. I felt proud to have her with me as others stared in awe. Later, when we returned to our suite, I asked her not to put her shorts back on and I purposely walked behind her to watch her ass. By the time we got there, I couldn't help myself and bent her over and took her doggie-style until we collapsed.

After a short nap, we got cleaned up and dressed for dinner. Mom's body was already showing tan lines and her outfit that evening accented the added color. I wanted to make dinner as romantic and possible for Mom, so I had made reservations at a nice little restaurant and requested a table in a private corner. We had a leisurely candlelit dinner with some champagne and went to the hotel club to dance for a while. 

Mom was shaking her body sensually as we moved around the dance floor. Several men couldn't resist and asked her to dance but she declined each of them. As it grew late, we headed back to our room and got ready for bed. We laid there naked for many minutes and kissed. I moved on top of Mom and held her, gazing into her beautiful face. 

We held that position with our eyes connected as my hard cock penetrated her. Holding my cock deep inside of her, we kissed, eyes still locked together, never flinching as our hips began to work. Ever so sensually, we made love, pumping in a steady motion, letting the pleasure surge. After what seemed like an eternity, the tension within us mounted, the undulations of our bodies constant, and we experienced the flooding sensations of orgasm together. Our moaning was subdued but it felt like the most emotional pleasure we'd ever shared. It wasn't until the moment of climax that we closed our eyes and then in the silence, there was only our breathing. 

The next few days were loving and intense. As always we included variety in our sexual activities and all that we did brought us closer together. It was a beautiful and relaxing anniversary. We have celebrated many more anniversaries since then, each having special memories, and all of them enriching our life together...