Mom Fulfills Son's Desires

Tim rolled out of bed, took his shower, and dressed for school still
half-asleep. It had been a brutal week and week-end what with final
exams and non-stop partying. This week should be a breeze, he thought,
just show up and prepare for graduation. He stumbled blindly to the
kitchen where his dad sat reading the paper and his mother stood at
the sink rinsing off a few of the dishes prior to putting them in the
dishwasher. Tim stopped behind her and leaning forward, reached for
the cereal box in the cabinet above her. With one hand opening the
door and the other reaching for the box he was unable to maintain his
already poor balance and fell against his mother.

Jill Morgan was an executive with a large manufacturing firm. At 37
she still had the shapely body of a woman of twenty, and was dressed
in her usual business suit skirt and white blouse. Her coat was hung
on a nearby chair. Under the skirt she wore tiny nylon panties and
panty hose which tended to keep her ass cheeks tight together. When
Tim fell against her therefore his morning hard-on only rested between
the outer split of her very shapely ass. Still for both of them it was
a significant event. Each was acutely conscious of the sexual nature
of the contact.


Tim!
He struggled to regain his balance and straighten up. For a moment he
was grinding his semi hard cock into her firm butt. In the process,
his cock got harder and harder until he was rigid as a piece of pipe.

Sorry, mom, I was just trying to slip in and grab the cereal box. He
braced himself for her angry reply.

I could tell you were trying to slip into something, I just wasn't
sure what it was. Next time be sure you're a little more under
control She turned toward him slightly and he saw the corners of her
mouth turn up in a little grin.

He was surprised at her response and looked quickly at his dad to see
if he was aware of the conversation, but he appeared buried in his
paper as usual.

Next time I will he said. Now why in the hell had he opened his mouth
and said something so stupid, he thought. That was only going to make
matters worse. But she didn't respond, she only looked up at him out
of the corner of her eyes. He ate his breakfast quickly and hurried
out the door to school.

Jill continued to rinse the dishes while this discussion was going on
and could still feel the impression of her son's cock against her
cheeks. It had been quite awhile since she had had a stiff cock
pressed against her ass. Her husband, Thomas, had long ago limited his
sexual activity to the missionary position once every two weeks. He
was a lawyer and thought of nothing else but his practice. In fact, he
was against anything that even appeared to be sexual. Jill on the
other hand was a very sexual creature that was becoming more
frustrated with her love life. She was slightly shocked and chided
herself for the randy thought that had gone through her mind while her
son was grinding against her ass. For a moment she had hoped he didn't
regain his balance for at least an hour.

Tim had never considered his mother a sex object. Well, at least
nothing more than checking out her panties and bra in the clothes
hamper. The 36c bra size gave him a reference point to judge the tit
size of the girls at school and the perfume of her worn panties raised
a rigid hard-on that lasted through two masturbation sessions.
Although he had never thought sexually about her firm ass, now, he
could think of nothing else. At the end of the day, while walking
home, he was unable to remember a single thing that had occurred; the
whole day at school was a total blank. His mother's firm round ass
cheeks occupied his brain and his cock, which got hard as a cement
pole each time he relived the moment at the sink.

The following morning, even though Tim had beat his cock senseless the
previous night he didn't have the guts to press against her again. His
dad was an eagle eye and would kill him if he became aware of Tim's
efforts. But Tim sat at the table in such a position that the coveted
ass was directly across from him. As Jill scrubbed the plates and
cups, her ass wiggled back and forth acting like a red flag to Tim.
Soon he was wishing he had tried the cereal box routine again this
morning. He vowed that the next day he was again going to plant his
cock between those wiggling, jiggling cheeks.

Jill was quick to notice that Tim had been very careful not to lean
over her to get his cereal that morning. She felt a trifle bit let
down.

God, Jill she said to herself, what kind of a thought is that. You
are feeling bad because your own son didn't put his dick between the
cheeks of your ass? Just before that thought was forced from her
mind, she imagined Tim's uncovered cock between the globes of her
naked ass. She shook off such an image and shouting her good-byes she
quickly rushed out of the house, glad that the drive to work would
keep her mind occupied.

Wednesday morning dawned bright and sunny. Tim was out of bed at the
first sound of his alarm. He took a quick shower, struggling to keep
his steel hard cock from punching holes in the shower door, the towel
and his underwear. At the last minute he took off the underwear, he
wanted to be able to feel his mother's ass and the underwear would be
one more piece of insulation. He didn't want to change his schedule
too much or his parents would get suspicious, besides if he were too
early his mother wouldn't be at the sink doing her usual chores. He
arrived in the kitchen at the precise moment his mother rinsed the
first cup. Watching his dad carefully as he walked toward the sink, he
was convinced his dad's newspaper kept him from seeing anything that
was about to occur unless his mother called attention to it. This time
Tim lined up directly behind Jill before leaning forward. His aim was
flawless. His bone hard cock pressed exactly between his mother's
curved flesh. As he allowed his weight to drive him deeper into her
crevice he raised on his tip-toes. The resulting movement mocked the
fucking action and for a moment he was performing the age-old rhythm
against his mother's ass.

Jill gasped at the blatant contact, her mind recording his size and
the rigidity of his member. Speech failed her and she could only stand
unmoving as he retrieved his cereal and slowly disengaged from his
obviously sexual thrust. Before she could recover her composure, he
had moved to the table and poured the cereal into his bowl. She swung
around to face him as he poured the milk. The image of the white milk
splashing around the holes in the oats was suddenly too suggestive and
she was able to say nothing more than,

Were you able to reach everything?

Yeah, thanks, mom, I got everything.

Good, I was pretty sure you were getting what you wanted. They were
both stunned by her comment. She had no idea why she had said
anything that gave tacit approval to his actions. Tim on the other
hand couldn't believe she wasn't beating on his head for what he had
done and had even implied that she was aware of what he was going to
do and wasn't keeping him from doing it.

School was a worse drag than Monday had been. Finally he could take no
more, and went to the restroom and pumped his stiff member until he
had twice shot a load against the wall of the stall. It made him feel
better, but his cock was only slightly less hard. He wondered how his
mother would treat him during the evening.

After Tim left for school and her husband had gone to work, Jill had
about fifteen minutes until she too had to leave for work. She moved
as though in a fog. She was having a difficult time accepting the fact
that her own son had made sexual advances to her. She had little doubt
that the first time on Monday had been an accident, but there was no
mistaking the episode today for anything but what it was. Tim had
deliberately thrust his hard cock against her ass, even going so far
as thrusting upward after the initial contact to increase the sexual
connotation of his movements. Her first reaction was hoping her
husband hadn't seen it. For the next few seconds she had been too
involved in the feeling of the rigid cock between her tight spheres to
think of anything else. Finally she had admitted to herself that the
pole between her ass cheeks was her eighteen-year-old son's cock, and
was there through no accident. But her real concern was her panties,
which had become soaked when her pussy flooded as she realized that
her own son was dry fucking her ass. That flooding had almost been her
downfall. She hadn't been that turned on since the first time a boy
played with her bare tits in high school. In all their marriage years
her husband had never been able to arouse her to that pitch and now
her own son had sparked a drenching response. Afterward, she had been
weak in the knees, and rather than finish the dishes, she had grabbed
her coffee and sat down at the table. Thomas looked at her strangely.

Aren't you feeling well? He asked.

I'm fine, just a little tired. I've had a hard couple of days this
week and it's just catching up to me. It certainly was hard, she
thought.

Maybe you should take a couple of days off. I'm going to Chicago on
Sunday for a week to finish up that lawsuit, why don't you come
along?

Oh, I'll be fine. A couple of nights of rest and the week-end off
should fix me right up. A good screwing would help too, she thought.
Okay, whatever you say, Thomas said. He didn't seem too broken up by
the fact she wasn't going to accompany him.

The phone cut off any answer from her. It was her best friend, Carrie,
begging Jill to meet her after work and help pick out a dress for a
Friday party she was planning on attending. Jill accepted immediately.
It would mean she would be out when Tim got home and he would be in
his room for the night by the time she got back from shopping. She
wasn't sure she could face him; she didn't know how to handle this
morning's incident.

Tim too was relieved to find his mother gone for the evening. He
wasn't sure how to respond if she challenged him on the incident
during breakfast. But as luck would have it, he saw a movie was going
to be on TV that he had been waiting to see. It started at 9:00 and
went until 11:00. Without giving it another thought, he stayed up to
watch it. At about ten o'clock his dad put away his law book and said
he was going to bed. As the movie was ending his mother arrived home.
Tim couldn't face her and kept his eyes glued to the screen.

Did your dad go to bed? Jill asked.

Yeah, about ten, Tim responded. He still didn't face her.

Jill walked around the chair he was sitting in and stood between him
and the TV.

You had better not let your dad catch you at the little game you're
playing in the mornings. It wasn't exactly the words she meant to
say.

I won't, he said.

That's not what I meant, Tim. She studied him for a moment. Her voice
dropped to hushed tones. You'd better be sure of what you want before
you try to get it.

For the first time he looked at her. What?

You heard me. Better think it over carefully. She turned and went to
her bedroom.

Tim tossed and turned until the wee hours thinking over his mother's
comments. But there was little doubt in his mind that come the dawn he
was going to feel her ass again. He was just too hung up on her to
give up. He wasn't even sure he understood her remarks.

Thursday, he again rose early and dressed minus his underwear. He was
anxious to get to the kitchen, but he first had to wait until his
raging hard-on had cooled slightly. Not that he wanted it flaccid. He
wanted to be hard enough to force his mother's cheeks apart as he
pushed against her. He was hoping her little talk would make her think
he wouldn't try anything this morning. Finally he went down the hall
and entered the kitchen. His mother was just leaving the table. She
stopped in the middle of the room.

Good morning, honey, you're up early this morning, she said.

Couldn't sleep. I guess I was looking forward to getting started
today.

Would you like me to get your cereal? Jill asked.

No, that's okay, mom. Some things make me feel better when I do them
for myself. But Tim didn't move toward the cereal shelf. He stood in
the doorway into the kitchen.

Jill continued to stand in the middle of the kitchen for another
moment, then surprising even herself, she picked up the dishes and
cups from the table and moved to the counter. Leaning against the sink
front, she began running water into the sink. She was bent over
slightly with her curvy, firm ass pushed back. Tim waited only another
minute then checking to see that his dad was still engrossed in his
daily paper, he moved toward the cabinet above his mother's head.
Quickly he found himself directly behind his mother, her form bent
over the sink. It took him another few seconds to make up his mind to
continue with his usual contact. Then throwing caution to the winds he
moved forward. The very thought of what he was about to do and the
fact that his mother had gone to the sink when she could have remained
in the middle of the room until he had retrieved his cereal caused his
cock to harden into a full rigid hard-on.

Tim lined up and leaned against his mother's fleshy rear-end. He heard
her gasp as his rigid cock spread her cheeks. This time he knew she
was aware he was doing it on purpose rather than by accident and could
have stopped it if she wished. As his hand contacted the cereal box,
his cock rode up and down his mother's ass. Tim risked everything by
moving his cock in a fucking motion between her cheeks. He knew if his
dad saw what was happening he probably would be kicked out of the
house for good, but a rigid cock will not be denied. His mother
stopped washing the dishes and stood with her head tilted down almost
in a stance of submission. In fact for a moment, he thought he felt
her pressing back against his throbbing rod. He continued his sexual
advances against his mother's ass for much longer than previous
incidents until his mother turned her head to look toward her husband.
Tim knew she was checking to be sure they were not being observed.
Still she said nothing. Finally his sanity returned and he grabbed the
cereal box and pulled his cock away from her curved posterior. He
heard her sigh and straighten up and begin to again rinse the dishes
as she had in the past. He ate quickly as under the table his hand was
trying to press his hard cock down where it wouldn't be visible when
he got up to leave. Finally he finished. He told his dad good-bye and
then doing something he seldom had done since he became a teenager he
walked to the sink and kissed his mother on the back of her neck.

Bye, mom, see you tonight.

He heard her gasp at his kiss and she turned her head and looked him
in the eye.

Good-bye, honey, I'll see you when you get home.

He couldn't read the look in her eyes, but it certainly didnt look
encouraging. He knew he was in for a lecture when she got home that
evening. He hoped that was all it was going to be.

Jill was stunned by the morning's events. She was well aware she could
have waited until Tim got his cereal before she moved to the sink. By
not waiting she had opened herself up to the incestual contact. She
tried to claim to herself that she didn't have time to wait, that she
had to get the dishes rinsed off and get ready for work. But that
didn't explain why her pussy had began to flood when she saw Tim
waiting by the door for her to go to the sink. It didn't explain why
she was so wet at this very moment that she wondered if her juices
were going to saturate her panties and run down her leg for everyone
to view. The question she was afraid to ask herself was what was she
going to do about her eighteen-year-old son dry fucking her every
morning at breakfast. She knew what she would like to do, but mothers
didn't do that with their sons. All day she was in a confused state,
making errors she would never have made. Every time she sat down in
her office chair she thought she felt his cock pressed against her
ass. By the time she drove into the driveway at home she was able to
think of nothing else. She wasn't prepared for her son arriving at the
same time as a friend dropped him off at the end of the drive.

Tim walked up to his mother and took hold of her door just as she
spread her legs to get out of her car. He was treated to a panty shot
as her skirt slid to her crotch. Her panty hose tops were sheer, which
hardly blocked his view. Jill was unable to recover from her actions
by lifting her other leg quick enough to close the wide spread, so for
what seemed to them both like minutes, but were in reality seconds,
she was wide open to his searching eyes. In the past he would have
turned away, but now he couldn't tear his gaze from her displayed
charms.

If you like looking at my panties that much, When I take them off
I'll give them to you. Or were you expecting a view of something
else? Jill said a touch of irritation in her voice.

I'm sorry, mom, but I couldn't help it, you're not like a mom, you're
beautiful.

Jill was stunned. Of all the things Tim could have said he had blurted
out the one thing that could cool her anger. He hadn't tried to lie
out of it or come up with a smart remark, but had told her exactly how
he felt. She had taught him since he was a baby to tell the truth and
take your punishment.

But, honey, are you forgetting I'm your mother? What's been happening
lately isn't proper behavior between a mother and son.

Mom, you told me to be sure of what I wanted before I try to get it.
Well I'm sure of what I want.

Tim, I didn't really mean that. What you're thinking just can't
happen, honey, it just can't. Jill suddenly realized that all during
their talk she had never closed her legs. God, it was no wonder he
was acting like he was. She stood up, pushed the car door shut and
fled toward the house. The situation had gotten out of hand. Her
feelings were getting in the way of her morals.

Friday morning the phone rang before six. The manufacturing facility
Jill helped manage was experiencing difficulties and they needed her
right away. She dressed quickly and left before Tim was up. She was
thankful she had postponed another incident with her horny son.
Tomorrow was Saturday, maybe she would get a chance to cool down his
raging hormones before things got totally out of hand.

Tim ate his breakfast in silence and the whole day at school he was
edgy and hard to get along with. His best friend called him a jerk.
Tim of course didn't try to explain. What could he say, I'm mad
because I didn't get to push my dick against my mother's number ten
rated ass? When dinner was over he went straight to his room. His
mother had put on a robe that reached from her ankle to her chin. He
wasn't likely to get any views of her gorgeous body anyway. He went to
bed looking forward to morning.

As Tim walked into the kitchen the next day, he heard his dad pulling
out of the drive on his way to play golf. Jill was sitting at the
kitchen table drinking her coffee. She shook with tension when Tim
came through the doorway.

You're up early for a Saturday, she said. Her gaze flicked to his
crotch where he already was showing a sizeable bulge. Her mouth went
dry, but her pussy began to flood. God, she thought, I'm like a
teenager, ready for sex when a male walks by. But she wasn't ready
for sex, well at least she shouldn't be, this was her son she was
lusting after.

It's the first day of my life. I graduate Tuesday night and
That...that...that's all folks. So officially I'm done.

And in two months you'll be leaving for college.

Tim had stopped just inside the door. Once he glanced at the cereal
cabinet but didn't bother to move in that direction.

Jill was aware of his actions and kept telling herself not to give him
any opportunity to force himself against her. The phone jarred her out
of her thoughts, and without thinking she rose and went to answer it.
The phone was mounted on the cabinet end next to the window by the
sink. She stopped in front of the sink and pulled the white receiver
to her ear. It was her friend Carrie, anxious to tell her about the
fabulous party of the previous evening.

Tim was surprised by the thin, filmy, nylon gown his mother was
wearing. It was pale orange and her bikini style sleeping panties were
plainly visible underneath. He couldn't see a bra. He was instantly
hard. He stood admiring her beautiful back, her rounded hips, her
curvy ass, and shapely legs. Finally he moved forward to a position
behind her. The crevice between her cheeks was a shadow under the gown
and panties. He had deliberately worn an old pair of shorts worn thin
from age and no underwear. His cock had grown to massive proportions.
He positioned himself directly behind his mother and only inches away.
Forgetting all consequences, he laid his hands on her hips and thrust
forward. His solid rod easily separated the cheeks of her ass and he
suddenly found himself lodged between the shapely flesh.

Ohhh, Tim, Jill said. Ohhh, no.

Tim had leaned against Jill and his head was close enough to hear
Carrie on the phone.

What's wrong, Jill? What's going on? Carrie said.

Ahh...ahh Tim just spilled some hot stuff all over the place. I have
to go. I'll call you later. Bye, Jill told her friend.

Tim pushed his hands around her waist until they met under her
breasts. He could feel the weight of them resting on his wrists. His
cock got harder. He thrust forward a little more, burying himself even
deeper between her spheres.

Jill squirmed, trying to get free of her son's grasp, but only
succeeded in creating a fucking motion between them.

Tim, no, no, honey, don't do this. You shouldn't have your, your
penis against me like that. I'm your mother.

Tim lowered himself slightly and then thrust inward and upward against
his mother. But, mom you said to go after what I wanted, and I want
you.

Ungggg, Jill grunted as Tim's cock drove between her ass cheeks. He
didn't realize it but the last thrust had slid right along her
puckered little hole. She felt her pussy flood and her nipples get
hard. God, he is big, she thought. Honey, you shouldn't want your own
mother like that. Come on, Tim let me go. She continued to struggle,
which only increased the friction between their bodies. As his cock
again thrust along her rear entrance, she tried to drop down some so
his cock would be higher on her ass and not near her opening, but she
forgot the position of his hands. As she dropped, his hands slid up
her body and suddenly he had both hands full of Jill's 36 c breasts.
They were equally surprised. Her hard nipples pressed into his palms
and the thin material offered no protection for her. She may as well
have been naked. Tim quickly took advantage of the accidental gift.
He began kneading her tits. Jill squirmed harder than before.

Tim, quit. Let go of my tits; quit feeling me like that. She started
to spin one way then reversed her direction. The ploy worked and she
was able to spin around. But Jill realized her mistake when she found
herself face to face with her son and his rigid cock buried against
her pussy mound. Tim too was caught unaware. It took him a moment to
realize his good fortune. He dipped slightly and thrust hard against
the v between her thighs. His cock head lodged against the slit of
her pussy. It was almost as if he had penetrated her. She gasped.
While she was still trying to keep Tim from making any more attacks
into her private parts, Tim did the one thing that had entered
neither of their minds. He looked at his mothers face only inches in
front of him. Her wet mouth and red full parted lips struck a chord
in his male heart. He kissed her, full on the lips. Jill stopped
struggling as the shock of the contact registered. Before she could
fully understand the forbidden action, her body responded. Her lips
opened, her tongue darted out and her pelvis thrust against the hard
rod lodged against it. For longer than either of them would have
believed, mother and son sucked, and thrust tongue against tongue,
cock against pussy, nipple against chest and palm.

While her body was saying yes, yes, Jill's mind was screaming no, no.
Finally she forced Tim back. The shock of their kiss had caused him to
relax his hold around her. Jill slipped away and moved to the middle
of the room.

Tim, Tim, my God, what are you doing, what are we doing? Stop this
right now. You act like you're trying to fuck me.

Tim had never heard his mother swear before except for an occasional
damn, or hell. The word fuck was a surprise. But it gave him the right
to use the same terms.
But I do want to ahh...fuck you. I love you and besides you kissed me
back and pushed your, your pussy against me when we were kissing, so
I know you want it too.

Tim, I love you too. I'm your mother, we're supposed to love each
other but not like a girlfriend-boyfriend or a husband-wife love. As
far as me responding to your kiss, women's bodies sometime react to
sexual contacts that they don't really want. I'll admit I felt good
when you were thrusting against me, after all you are very manly and
sexually well endowed, any girl would have responded the same. And I
also admit your kiss excited me for a minute, but then reality set in
and I no longer wanted you to continue. As for you wanting to...fuck
me, well, honey, at your age boys want to fuck anything with a pussy.
Jill grinned to take the sting out of the put-down and to lessen the
tension between them.

That's not true, mom, most of the girls in school don't even interest
me. But when I see you, I am ready to do it in an instant. I would
sooner ahh fuck you than any girl I know. I would be happy just to
see you naked and feel you.

Tim. That is exactly the thing that has to stop. You can't go around
trying to have sex with your mother. Now why don't you go to your
room and cool off a little then come down and I'll fix you a nice
breakfast.

I will be cool in my room, but the minute I come back down stairs and
see you I'll want to make love to you.

Tim went to his room and stretched out on the bed, replaying in his
mind the scene in the kitchen. She had kissed him back and thrust her
pussy against him. True, after she thought about it she claimed she
didn't want to do it anymore, but he was sure that was her head
talking not her heart. He had to get her thinking with her heart or
better yet, her pussy.

As Tim left the kitchen, Jill sank into a chair at the table. Her
nipples were hard; pushing her thin pajamas into little tents over her
rounded breasts. Her channel was flooding with her sweet juice and the
lips of her pussy were puffy. She felt her engorged clit rub the thin
panties as it grew firm from the contact with Tim's cock when he
thrust against her. It had been so tempting to just let him fuck her
right there against the sink, to force his big cock into her needy
pussy but she had not been able to let herself go. Had he forced her
just a little, however, he would have attained his goal. Did she dare
allow a little sexual play to occur between herself and her son? She
wouldn't let him fuck her of course, but would a little fingering and
dry fucking really hurt anyone? She knew she was rationalizing, making
it seem less a violation, making her seem less than a morally,
corrupt, incestuous mother. Suddenly she knew what she would do. She
would play her own little game with her son and see if he could handle
a stronger form of sexual by-play, and tonight would be an ideal time.
More nectar flowed into her hot channel as she thought of what she was
going to do to her son and his hard cock.

Tim left the house early in the evening but in his usual fashion told
his mother he would be home by midnight. Jill immediately began to put
her plan into action. She knew her husband well. One of the few nights
of the week when he watched TV was Saturday. Jill beat him to the
program listings in the paper and pretending to scan them she
announced that there were no good programs to watch. Thomas, her
husband, picked up one of his law books and began to read cursing
under his breath about the poor programming on the TV. Jill smiled in
spite of herself. By ten PM Thomas' head was nodding and he was
rubbing his eyes.

Since you have such a big day tomorrow what with flying, registration
and meetings maybe you should take one of your high potency sleeping
pills the doctor prescribed to guarantee you a good nights sleep.

Maybe I will, even though I don't like them. They knock me out for
eight hours and the devil himself couldn't wake me.

If you take one now and go to bed you should wake up by six-thirty
and feel ready to tackle what promises to be a difficult day.

Okay, I guess I'll go right up and get my shower; should be in bed by
ten-thirty.

Jill smiled. Perfect, she thought, he won't hear a thing the rest of
the night.

At eleven fifteen Jill went to her bedroom and after checking to be
sure Thomas was indeed out like a light, she took her shower, then put
on a baby doll set of PJ's. The top was white and completely see-
through. It stopped exactly at her pussy. The panties were also sheer
and bikini cut. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she blushed.
Absolutely nothing was hidden from view. She took a tube of KY jelly
from her bathroom drawer and placed it on the nightstand. She climbed
into bed next to her husband and waited for Tim to get home.

Tim quietly passed her bedroom door at eleven-forty-five. By this time
Jill was more than ready for her little end of the game. She waited
until she heard Tim leave his bedroom and head down the hall for the
bathroom until she slipped quietly from her bed. Picking up the tube
of KY jelly she padded barefoot down the hall. As usual, Tim had
failed to close the door all the way assuming that no one else was up
at this time. Without knocking Jill pushed the door open and walked
in. Tim was standing naked in the middle of the room just getting
ready to turn on the shower for his bath. He saw her out of the corner
of his eye and whipped around.

Mom, holy cow you should have knocked. He tried unsuccessfully to
cover his slowly rising cock.

Why? Your game playing made me think you wanted me to see you naked?

Well, well, yeah, I guess, he stammered.

Do you like the way I look or would you like to see me naked too?

For the first time Tim took a good look at his mother's PJ's. At her
nipples standing firm and hard, erect under the thin material, and her
dark pussy hair forming a small patch at the v of her legs.

Wow you look good the way you are.

Oh, you mean you want me to stay dressed, you don't want to see me
naked?

No, I mean yes¡ I mean no I don't want you to stay like that¡ yes, I
do want to see you naked.

Jill turned away from him and hooking her thumbs in her panties, she
slid the transparent bikini's over her hips and down her legs, bending
over as she reached her ankles. As she stood bent over Tim was treated
to a full view of her beautiful shaped ass and tucked between her
legs, her glistening clamshell pussy now slightly opened with lust.

Tim gasped with pleasure. Unable to believe this was his mother
showing him her naked ass and pussy.

With no hesitation, Jill took the top off the tube of jelly.

Come here, she said.

Tim took the two steps to move within inches of her.

Hold out your hand.

Tim gingerly stuck out his hand unsure of her intentions. Jill
squirted a liberal amount of the jelly into his palm.

She turned her back to him. Now grease my ass; make me slippery. And
whatever you do, be quiet, we don't want to wake your father.

Tim stood unbelieving for a full minute.

If you want to do what you like doing to my ass, you'd better hurry.
Tim carefully reached out and slid his hand over her firm curves.
After only seconds he was using both hands to cover her full cheeks.

Get between them too, don't miss anyplace, Jill said in a husky
voice. Her channel was flooding and she felt ready to grab his cock
and ride it until she was too weak to move.

Tim finally worked up the courage to slip his fingers between the
globes of his mother's ass. It was the most exciting thing he had ever
done. She didn't even yell at him when he slid across her tight
puckered opening not once but three times. The last two times
deliberately. He almost shot his load all over the beautiful body
before him.

Okay, that should be enough, she said. Jill turned and looked at her
son, then raising on her tip-toes, she kissed him full on the lips.
Before his arms could encircle her she twisted away. Walking to the
counter she faced the mirror and bent over slightly.

Okay, baby, do what you like to do to Mommy's butt.

Tim stood frozen. He was in shock, unable to act.

Come on, honey, slide your cock into your favorite spot. Or don't you
want to slip your cock between my ass cheeks?

With a little cry, he lurched forward and laid his rigid hard-on
against her the same as he had been doing every morning for a week.
The slippery flesh allowed his member to slide easily into the crevice
until he was all the way against her puckered hole. Jill groaned and
Tim gasped for air as he began to hyperventilate. He quickly recovered
and grasping his mother's hips he began a fucking motion up and down
between the lubricated globes. He could feel the fluid building in his
balls and suddenly after less than a dozen strokes it was rocketing up
the tube.

Mom, mom. Uhh, ohh, ohh, mom. The juice spewed from the end of his
cock between Jill's hot slippery cheeks and up onto her back.

Jill's orgasm was so violent she almost fell. Unable to resist, she
thrust her ass against his erupting rod. Tim continued to thrust up
and down, fucking between her glorious ass cheeks. Finally he became
too weak to maintain the movement and he stood unmoving with his cock
buried between the inviting orbs.

Oh, mom, that was, that was-ahh the greatest thing I ever felt.

Jill stood up and her son's cock slipped from its resting place. She
faced her son. His cock was still half-hard and sticking out in front
of him like a banner. It was all of seven inches long and bigger
around than his father's by a considerable amount. Jill decided there
was going to be a little more to the evening than she had originally
planned.

God, honey, you were really ready weren't you? she said. Well mommy
was too. You made mommy cum, something I didn't expect to happen
tonight. She walked across the room and putting the lid down she sat
down on the toilet.

Come here, honey, she said beckoning with her hand.

Tim approached her, his cock leading the way. He was still in shock
from the night's events and moved as though in a trance. He stopped in
front of her. Tim watched in awe as Jill reached out and wrapped her
fingers around his still firm cock. Immediately the blood rushed to
his meaty tube and it turned to a hard pole of flesh.

Baby still needs to cum some more, doesn't he? Jill began a slow
movement of her hand up and down. Pausing at the top to tickle the
little hole and rub the sensitive ridge around the head. Tim groaned;
his eyes locked on to the exotic sight. Then she squeezed the hard
mass and drove down to his balls as she cupped them with her free
hand. Her hands were now coated with the slippery jelly from his cock
and she began rapid strokes up and down the towering flesh. Tim
thrust his hips forward as the speed of Jill's hands increased.
Mother and son stared at the purple headed rod disappearing and
emerging from the top of her fist. Both knew this was only the
beginning of their sexual sessions. They had crossed the line, incest
or not this was only the preliminary to their sexual play.

Come on, baby, cum for mommy, shoot your juice for me.

Can I touch your...your breasts? he said.

Jill took the hand that had been caressing Tim's balls and raised the
baby-doll top pulling the flimsy material over her head. Now she was
fully exposed to her son.

Feel mommy's tits, honey, but just for a little bit, until you shoot.

Tim needed no urging, He took in her perfect size thirty-six c tits
that he remembered from her bra size His hand hefted the nearest tit
and tweaked the hard nipple, Jill sighed as his hot fingers pulled on
the sensitive flesh.

Some night, I'll let you suck them. Would you like that?

Oh, God, mom, yes, I'd love to suck on you. Ohh, mom feeling your
tits and talking like that is going to make me cum.
Yeah, honey, cum, cum for mommy, shoot, baby.

Mom, ohhhh, mom, mom, mom ohhhhh. The white ropes of cum spouted from
the purple head Jill was pumping and rained down the front of her
body. Her tits suddenly had white streaks across them. Even one
nipple was dripping with her son's cum. Tim shot string after string
of juice, as his mother jacked-off his hard meat.

Oh, honey, that's a lot for the second time. And you're still hard.
I'll bet you could cum again if we tried. But I think that's enough
for tonight. You said this was what you wanted, Well, baby, you've
got it. You had better be prepared to keep this little game up. And
during the day and especially at breakfast there will be nothing said
or done that reveals what is happening, clear?

Oh, you bet, mom, that's clear. I wouldn't do anything to cause this
to stop.

Good. Jill stood up and started to walk from the room. Half way to
the door, she stopped. I know you are just dying to feel my pussy
aren't you. When Tim nodded, She walked back to him and took his hand
in hers, guiding it between her legs. She allowed him to take one
swipe the length of her wet open channel. She guided his middle
finger in a little bit so he could tell he was actually feeling her
pussy opening, then pulled his hand back. Now you know in your own
mind that you have felt your mother's tits and pussy. That should
give you enough masturbation ammunition to last during the times we
can't get together. Jill kissed him on the mouth that was open with
surprise. And, still naked, she left the bathroom and returned to her
bed. Her husband lay snoring in almost the same spot he had been in
when she left. She wiped her still wet hand on the sheets near her
head. She would change them tomorrow, but right now she wanted to
smell her son's juice. Before wiping the cum off her tits with a
tissue she dipped one finger in the white streak and touched it to
her tongue. She had never tasted cum before; she had never wanted to,
now she wanted her son to shoot his load into her mouth. God, she was
becoming a slut as well as an immoral, incestuous mother.

She smiled to herself as she heard her son being sick in the bathroom.
He had just found out that the real thing was a lot more shattering
than the fantasy. It was one thing to dream of having a sexual liaison
with your mother; it was a lot different when it really happened. She
wondered how he would feel when she let him fuck her.

Tim was up early on Sunday, he was anxious to see what the next
session with his mother was going to entail. Since he wasn’t supposed
to press his raging hard-on against her ass when his dad was around he
wasn’t sure how he would be able to play with his mother’s sexy body.

He stopped at the kitchen door to get a feel for the situation before
he ventured in. Jill, his mother, was standing near the table wearing
a straight skirt, which stopped just above her knees, and a knit top
with a high neckline. He was disappointed. He certainly wasn’t going
to be able to get a view of those luscious tits in that outfit. Tim
figured she was dressed to take his dad to the airport and hoped she
would change when she got home, or even take everything off. At the
thought of seeing her naked again his cock began a slow swell.
Nervously he crossed to the cereal cabinet and grabbed the box and as
quickly dropped into the nearest chair.

Oh, hi, honey, Jill said, I didn’t hear you come in, I’m glad you’re
up already, I was just going to come up and wake you. I think it
would be nice if you took your dad to the airport. It will give the
two of you a chance to talk man talk.

His dad grunted. Tim wasn’t sure if his dad was agreeing with his
mother or was against the idea or he was merely saying hello.

Ahh sure mom, I’d be glad to. Inside he was anything but glad. He
and his dad had nothing in common—well, unless you counted a bare
cock pressed against his mother’s naked ass. They had both shared
that experience, although at different times.

You had better eat up, his dad said. I’m about ready to go.
I’ll be ready in five, I have to run upstairs and get my wallet, I
wasn’t planning on going out.

I’ll be in the car, I’ve already loaded by bags.

Tim finished off his cereal and raced to his room. Thank god my stiff
cock has wilted, he thought.

He clumped down the stairs and moved quickly toward the kitchen. He
wasn’t prepared for the picture that greeted him as he charged into
the room. His mother stood facing him in the middle of the room. She
had pulled her top up to her neck and her perfect 36c tits were thrust
nakedly in his direction.

Would you like a lick before you go? Jill asked.

Mom, oh God, mom, would I. Tim moved quickly to stand in front of
her and as he bent his head to suck her rigid nipple into his mouth
she cupped the back of his head.

Suck, baby. Suck me. Nibble on my nipple. Feel how firm they are
waiting for you to nurse from them. Ohhh, yes, baby, suck, suck.

Tim licked and ran his tongue around the hard little nubbin. Jill
groaned as the tingling sensation sped from her nipple to her pussy.

Suddenly she pushed him away.

That’s enough for now. Later, later, honey, you’ll get more. She
reached for his crotch and grasped his steel hard cock that was
pressing out the front of his pants.

Take it out for me. Hurry, I want to see it.

What if dad comes back in?

He won’t, he’s probably out there stewing about being late, but don’t
worry there is plenty of time. You will still get to the airport two
hours early, enough time to go through all the new check-in
procedure.

Tim had already unzipped his pants and was having a difficult time
trying to get the rigid piece of meat out of his underwear and out
through the fly. Jill didn’t want to wait, she pulled his belt open
and unhooked the metal tab, Tim’s pants dropped to his ankles. His
pipe like shaft stood tightly against his belly. Jill stepped back and
grasping her skirt at the hem, she shuffled it up her thighs until her
panty-clad pussy came into view. If possible, Tim’s member became
harder and lurched back and forth like a snake’s head. Jill groaned in
her lust.

She moved toward Tim and grabbing his massive hard-on she bent it down
until it was pointing straight out from his body, then she moved
against her son and guided his raging cock between her legs, the top
of the shaft rubbing against the soaked panties cupping her wet pussy.
Finally he was as tight against her as possible.

Oh God, mom, I think I’m… His voice was cut off as Jill pressed her
mouth to his. Her tongue thrust into his mouth and dueled with his.
Tim’s balls began tightening, his juice was churning at the base of
his tube, the seed was seconds away from erupting from the purple head
of his thrusting cock. The cock that was nestled between his mother’s
legs. The cock that was nestled against his mother’s pussy. The cock
his mother was squeezing between her thighs.

Jill stepped back from her son; his cock sprang upward as it slipped
from its nest between her legs.

You have to go, honey, your dad is waiting. We’ll continue this
later.

Mom, mom, you can’t mean that, I was so close, so close.

Now, baby you feel what I felt on those mornings when you pushed your
hard-on against me then left me all hot and bothered. But there is
one difference, I will take care of you later tonight. In the
meantime, you can dream about how you had your cock between your
mother’s legs. And I don’t want you masturbating today. Understand?

Tim was shaking from the tension. I understand. But how am I going to
walk to the car, it will take a week for this to go down. He pointed
to his pole-like member.

Jill giggled. Alright, just a minute. Jill walked to the door and
opening it called to her husband.

He’ll be out in just a minute, he had to go to the bathroom.

Jill turned back to Tim. Okay, she said, you can masturbate just
this one time. Tim started toward the bathroom.

On no you don’t, his mother said. If you’re going to jack-off,
you’re going to do it right here.

Mom.

Don’t, mom, me. If you are going to masturbate I want to watch. After
all I’m the one that got it hard for you. Go on, get started, you
don’t have much time. Jill was grinning from ear to ear. She could
feel her pussy flooding even heavier than it already had from the
earlier action.

Tim was too horny to continue being embarrassed. Taking hold of his
monstrous shaft, he began a slow stroke up and down the pink meaty
member. Jill held her dress up and pushed her panties down below her
pussy allowing Tim to stare at her bare pussy while he beat his
thrusting cock. Tim groaned, Oh, mother, your…pussy, your pussy,
makes me want to shoot a stream clear across the room. I want to cum,
I’ve got to cum, oh, mom, mom, mom…oh God, oh, oh, Tim was so hot he
knew it wouldn’t take much hand action to cum, especially since he was
staring at his mother’s open burning pussy.

Cum for me, baby, cum like you did on my ass last night. You remember
my ass don’t you, baby, mommy’s ass that you shot your white juice
on, that you greased up so nice. Do it, honey, do it to me again,
cum, cum for me.

Oh, here it is, mom, here it is. Ohhhhhhh, mom, oh, mom. The white
ropes of cum rocketed from the end of his massive shaft; splashed
against Jill’s thighs, splashed against her legs, and sprayed her
feet. Finally the flow slowed and finished by running over Tim’s
fingers.

Oh, Tim, honey, that was marvelous. I’ve never seen so much cum. I’m
going to have a real ball draining my son dry. And you can count on
the fact that I am going to drain you until you can’t shoot another
drop, no matter what it takes. You started this sex game between us,
and we’re going to explore its boundaries until there is nothing you
can think of that you haven’t tried at least once. I know mother’s
aren’t supposed to do these things with their son’s, but I love
teaching you, having sex with you, and yes teasing you. I suppose the
day is going to come when I let you fuck me. What would you think of
that?

Mom, mom, ohh shit, you just made me cum in my pants. Now I have to
go change. Dad is going to kill me.

Jill laughed. Well at least I know what you think of the idea of
fucking me. We’ll discuss it a little more tonight. Better hurry, I
think I hear your dad coming up the back walk. Jill grabbed a towel
and began wiping off her legs and cleaning up the floor.

What the hell is Tim doing, Thomas said as he pushed open the back
door.

I just spilled some white sauce and it got on Tim’s pants he ran up to
change he will be right there. Don’t yell at him, Tom, it was my
fault.

Okay, but tell him to move fast we have to get on the road. The door
slammed and Jill heaved a sigh of relief.

Tim returned to the kitchen. Could you have less clothes on when I
get back? he asked.

Jill put her arms around her handsome son.

Feel my pussy, Honey. Stick your hand inside my panties and run your
fingers through my wet pussy. You can carry the smell of my hot pussy
with you all the way out and back.

Tim eagerly lifted his mother’s skirt and slipping his fingers inside
the leg band of her panties he allowed them to slide up the slippery
lips of her foaming pussy. Jill sighed at the lustful touch. Tim
wiggled his fingers in the wide-open channel then slowly withdrew his
hand. Some instinct caused him to raise the hand to his lips and suck
the fingers into his mouth.

Mmmmmm, good.

Jill too was primed for sex. Tim, oh God, Tim, oh I’m cumming, honey,
your making me cum, ohhhh…you made me cum when you sucked your
fingers, ohhhh, Tim. Jill slumped against the counter. It took her a
minute to catch her breath. That’s the first time in my life I’ve cum
without someone or something touching me. You had better get out of
here and take your dad to the airport or who knows what will happen.

Maybe I’d get to fuck you, Mom.

Maybe you would, honey, maybe you will. The day has a long way to go.


On the way to the airport Tim tried to think of everything but his
mother’s full firm tits and her wet pussy. He tried to concentrate on
the road and traffic. His father was outlining all the things he
wanted done while he was gone. Reminding Tim that part of the deal
with his receiving college money was helping around the house
especially helping his mother.

I definitely am going to help mom, Tim thought. First I’m going to
help her out of her clothes, then I’m going to help her feel better by
sucking her big hard nipples. If that isn’t enough I’m going to help
her feel full by easing my cock into her wet pussy. Yeah, I’m going to
help her all I can.

The trip out to the airport went faster than he expected. As he
started home he smelled his fingers. The faint odor of his mother’s
pussy sent electric shock waves up and down his shaft, which
immediately sprang to attention, bulging his pants out in a tent like
shape. He was tempted to pull over to the side of the road and
masturbate, not caring who saw him. Only the thought of his mother
waiting at home with her puffy aroused pussy kept him motoring down
the highway. He roared into the drive and charged into the house.

Jill was standing by the sink cleaning vegetables. She was totally
nude, the tan skin of her arms and back contrasted with the shapely
white cheeks of her exposed ass. Tim was instantly hard. He moved
toward her, but she held up her hand.

No touching. You can look, but don’t touch.

Mom.

You heard me, you can look.

Tim quickly sat down at the table where he could watch her.

How was your drive?

Ah, it was okay.

Was there much traffic?

Traffic? No…no not much.
Jill turned and walked to the table. Her 36c breasts jiggled and
swayed as she walked. The nipples were rigid little nubbins thrust
from high on the ends of the firm mounds. They were magazine picture
perfect. Tim’s eyes swung from the full white flesh to the light hair
covered mound between her legs. The wet lips, slightly open, were
visible between strong thighs. His cock lurched against his pants and
for a moment he though he was going to cum. It was one thing to see
her in the bathroom naked, but in the kitchen it was much more
shocking. She wasn’t just nude she was bare-assed naked. He felt it in
the pit of his stomach. He wanted to grab his raging cock and beat it
until it blasted his juice into outer space.

As she bent over to pick up a plate for the sliced veggies, her
breasts tilted forward until they were only a foot away from Tim’s
waiting mouth. He groaned. A little smile appeared at the corner of
Jill’s mouth. As he was about to reach out and touch them, Jill turned
and returned to the sink. Tim was again excited by the fact he was
watching his mother’s ass moving in a sexy rhythm and bare as the day
she was born. His cock grew into a steel bar.

If you want, you can undress, Jill said.

Tim stripped off his clothes. His rigid cock slapped against his belly
as he dropped his shorts.
Jill watched as the red, firm meat quivered from his movement.

Some little virgin is going to get a real reaming one of these days.
That thing should be registered as a lethal weapon. Be careful what
girl you marry. Once a girl gets a feeling for that much meat packed
in her, she’s not going to want to give it up. There is no way you’ll
ever be able to divorce her.

I have to find one that’ll let me pack it into her first.

 I think you ha…never mind. I’m about done here. Why don’t you come
 into the family room and talk to me while I do a few things in
 there? Jill said.

Tim stood, and making no effort to control the bobbing of his raging
hard-on, he followed her to the other room. He grasped his meat and
slid his hand up and down the long pole once then released it and
watched his mother’s naked body moving. Her ass about drove him nuts
as she wiggled ahead of him. He wanted to thrust forward and drive his
cock between those wriggling cheeks, and he didn’t care which hole it
entered.

Jill stole a quick look at his hard shaft sticking up proudly, but
kept walking. You like looking at my ass, don’t you? Jill asked as
she turned to face him. You want to feel my bare skin against your
cock; put your cock between those cheeks.

Tim sat down on the sofa and nodded his head.

Yeah, you’ve got the best looking ass in this whole town.

Why thank you, honey. For that you get a special look.

Jill moved to a couple of feet in front of him, turned her back to
him, and slowly bent over. Tim caught his breath as she thrust her
twin globes at him. Her puffy pink pussy was displayed slightly moist
and open right before his eyes. Her cheeks spread and her puckered
little anal opening was also exposed for his pleasure.

Oh god, mom, oh, I want to touch you…I have to touch you.

Later, maybe later. If I were to let you, would you lick me there?
Not my butt, my pussy.

I’d lick them both, mom. I’d lick all of you, every inch.

Really. You would lick me all over, even my butt?

Every inch.
Oh god, just the thought almost made me cum. You’re a horny little
monster. You may get a surprise, I just may let you do all that. Your
father has never been much for pussy eating and he wouldn’t think of
doing anything with my butt. I suppose you’d like to fuck me there
too?

Mom, I’d like to fuck you anyplace I could get it in.

Quit. If you keep talking like that, you’ll make my pussy drip even
more than it is. She straightened up and taking the dust cloth she
had brought from the kitchen she began dusting the tables and lamps.
Tim followed her every move. There was something extremely sexy about
sitting naked in the family room watching his mother also naked doing
her housework. It was the most exciting thing he had ever seen. He
watched as she bent over again to dust a tabletop. Her pussy with the
light hair fuzzy on the upper part of the lips and the lower part
almost free of hair was now parted and moisture coated. The lips
glistened. He knew from his one swipe across those same lips earlier
that the moisture was slippery. His cock lurched at the thought of
sliding his rigid member into the folds of her pink showing pussy. He
wanted his cock to feel the slipperiness of the juice as it
penetrated her body.

Stroke it, she said.
What?

Stroke it. Jack-off for me. I want to watch you jack-off.

But…

Use your hand. I want to watch you pounding it. But don’t cum…you’re
not to let it shoot…when you’re ready to cum stop and tell me. If you
shoot, we won’t do anything else tonight. It will all stop here.
Understand?

Tim nodded. He grasped his hard prick and quickly began to slide his
hand up and down the throbbing shaft. Jill knelt down in front of him
and watched as the purple head disappeared and reappeared inside the
circle of the clutching fingers.

Slow, she said. Do it slow.

She felt her pussy spasm. She wanted to grab the angry looking meat
and slam her hand up and down the precome covered length. Instead she
allowed her fingers to trail through her cream covered pussy lips and
flick lightly against her hard protruding clit. She gasped as the
little nubbin responded by quivering and becoming extremely sensitive.
She wanted to scream and jump on Tim’s massive cock, burying it to the
bottom of her channel. She held back, the wait was torture. An
exquisite torture.

In the back of her mind, she was shocked at her actions with her son.
Sex play with her own child. An incestuous bitch. Worst of all, she
already knew that before the week-end was past she was going to let
this manly, muscular, hung-like-a-horse son bury his magnificent cock
in her pussy. Let him fuck her until he couldn’t cum anymore, and
until her pussy was so full of cum that she couldn’t hold another
drop.

Tim was staring at his mother’s beautiful tits as he drove his hand up
and down the corded pole. Jill became aware that he needed to examine
her to keep going. She stood and placing one foot next to him on the
sofa, she spread her pussy lips. Tim’s face was only inches away. He
could smell the mild and intensely exciting odor of her sex. He could
see into the cavern of her inflamed channel flanked by the rosy red
inner lips, see the hood of her clit pushed back and the meat colored
tiny tip sticking out.

Oh. god, mom. Oh god. Oh I think I’m about to cum. Mooooom.

Jill dropped her foot to the floor. No. Don’t cum, quit doing it,
don’t shoot. Don’t shoot. She pulled his hands away from his
throbbing cock. Stop. Save it.
Tim groaned, but let her pull his hands away and was seized with
frustration as the boiling in his balls subsided.

Mom, mom I was ready to shoot. Why didn’t you let me finish? Why? Do
it for me, mom. Jack me off, please jack me off and let me shoot on
your tits.

I’ve got a better idea.

Jill dropped to her knees and leaning forward she took hold of Tim’s
rigid member. Before he knew what she had in mind she lowered her face
to his purple and red head and engulfed his cock with her pouty mouth.
With one continuous motion she slid her lips down the long shaft until
she felt the head touch the back of her throat.

Tim grunted. ohhhh, mom. That did it, I’m going to cum, going to cum.
Now. Now. Noooow. The white cum rocketed up his shaft and flooded
Jill’s mouth and throat. She gulped as the hot liquid spurted down her
throat and squeezed out around her grasping lips to run down her chin.
She was only partly ready for the amount of juice her son shot between
her sucking lips.

Tim grunted and groaned as Jill sucked his still dripping head.
Drawing out the last of the white liquid she had caused to form. She
had waited until she knew he couldn’t hold back if she sucked him and
was rewarded with more juice than she had ever experienced from a
shooting cock before. She had deliberately teased him into being too
hot to control his ejaculation. It was what she wanted. She wanted him
out of control. She would get him in the same shape when she let him
fuck her. Which according to the way her pussy was quivering had
better be soon.

Tim was amazed at his mother’s actions. He had hoped to be able to
feel her pussy and maybe finger her a little bit, but he had never
seriously considered the fact that she may suck him or fuck him in
spite of what she said. He didn’t think his own mother would actually
go through with it. Not only had she sucked him off but, she had
swallowed his cum like she expected to. Like she wanted it. And it was
only eleven o’clock in the morning on the first day his father was
gone. They had six more days together before his father got home. His
cock gave a twitch at the thought.

I haven’t sucked a cock since the day I got married.

But I though you said, my father never liked the idea and wouldn’t
let you suck him.

He didn’t, but your Uncle Bill, was our best man, and he got your
father and I both drunk at the reception. He volunteered to drive us
to the house we had rented. When we got there your father had passed
out. Uncle Bill felt it wasn’t fair for the bride to not have sex on
her wedding night, so he taught me how to 69. That way I could have
sex and still be a virgin for your father. Bill and I practiced all
night until I was able to do it perfectly. Of course we decided not
to tell your father since we were sure he wouldn’t understand. I
admit, Bill wasn’t as big as you and didn’t shoot as much. You were a
little more than I expected. No, the truth is you were a lot more
than I expected. If you really want to know, you have a beautiful
cock and I plan to suck it a lot more in the future. What do you
think of that?

I’m ready when you are, Tim said. Any time you want to do 69, I’m
your man. I’m sure that’s on every young man’s fantasy list, to suck
his mother’s pussy while she sucks his cock. If I had known you were
willing, we wouldn’t be getting this late start in life. I’d have
been sucking your pussy when I was a baby.

You already were sucking my tits when you were a baby.

Damn, why’d you let me quit?

I didn’t let you quit. I made you quit. You always wanted to suck me.
I hate to admit it but I enjoyed your sucking as much as you did.
Most women are ashamed to admit it, but they sometimes get a tingle
in their pussies when the baby sucks. I had a girl friend who
admitted she even played with herself a couple of time when her baby
was nursing.

I wonder if Aunt Becky likes Billy sucking her Tim said. You can
tell he likes sucking her. I’ve seen her feeding him a few times.
I’ll tell you, I’d like it if he doesn’t.

Oh, You’d like to suck Becky’s tits, huh? Well, Becky may let you
suck her tits and anything else you wanted. She likes sex better than
ice cream. And I happen to know that she doesn’t get enough. For now
though I think you’re going to have all the sex you want right here.
Or would you rather fuck Becky than your old mom?

Mom, I would rather fuck you than any one else in the world. Even the
top movie stars. But are you really serious, are you going to let me
fuck you?

I feel like the worst slut in the world and on the one hand I’m
ashamed that I am doing these things with my own son. On the other
hand I haven’t been as excited about sex since I was sixteen and
looking forward to having a cock inside me. As long as you want me, I
have decided to have any kind of sex with you that you can dream up.
For this whole week, while your father’s gone, I want you to sleep
with me. And anytime he is gone you can treat me like your girlfriend
or your wife. You don’t need a condom to fuck me, I had my tubes tied
long ago, even though I’m only thirty seven. But we do it when and
where I say. Is that a deal?

Do you think any boy in his right mind would turn down something like
that. I decide what…you decide when and where. Hell yeah, it’s a
deal.

Just the thought of all the things he wanted to do to he, caused Tim’s
cock to spring to attention.

Well, I see the rest of you agrees too. Jill laughed. Since that
thing already spit at me once maybe you could help me to cum. Would
you like that? Would you like to make your mommy cum?

Oh god, mom, I’ll do anything you want to make you cum.

Jill sat down on the floor, pulled a pillow from the sofa and laid
back against it.

Why don’t you use your tongue and explore my thighs, my belly and my
pussy?

Tim dropped to his knees between her legs. He stretched out on his
belly with his face over her belly button. Without waiting for anymore
instructions he drug his tongue across her pink-flushed stomach. Jill
watched as he began his journey around her private parts. When he
dipped into her belly button he drilled the tip into the curled
center. On his first try he hit the little spot that sent a charge
shooting to her pussy.

Oh, Tim, oh baby you hit the trigger, I felt it right in my hot
little spot. I’ve heard of that, but I never had it happen before.
Keep going, keep exploring me. Mommy loves it.

Tim continued to lick her bare belly as she reacted to the tiny
touches. Her stomach jerked as he traced wet lines across her tender
flesh. The trail led slowly downward until he was feeling the light
curls of her pubic hair. He stopped and switched down to her thighs.
He started just above the knees and licked long lines up to a point
just below her now spread pussy lips. Then he dropped back and started
another line. Lick, lick, lick his tongue worked up the tender inside
of her leg. Jill groaned and spread her legs wide to allow him free
access. Tim was thrilled as he gazed on the quivering open lips of her
sex.. Jill panted and squirmed continuously as his tongue traced long
lines on her sensitive skin surface. Tim switched legs and again sent
her into spasms as he tongued her ultra sensitive flesh. Jill gritted
her teeth and clamped her eyes shut.

Do it, honey. Lick it. Lick mommy’s hot cunt. Lick it. Hurry, hurry,
baby.

Tim was shocked by her use of the word cunt. Before they started
having their love meetings, he had never heard her use any swear
words, now she was using every sex word he had ever heard. It made him
so hot, he was afraid he was going to shoot all over the rug while he
sucked her.

He adjusted his position and slipped his hands and arms under her legs
to raise them up. Jill complied and pulled her feet back and raised
her knees. This new position put Tim at a level with her open lips. He
eased forward and allowed the tip of his pink tongue to touch the
tender petals. As he ran it up the inner lips, Jill gasped for air and
hunched her ass toward his moving tongue.

Ahhhhhh, Baby, ohhhh godddd.

Tim hoped he wouldn’t shoot . His cock was being ground against the
rough carpet and it was tickling the end. He wanted to rise up and
sink it balls deep into the pussy his tongue was caressing. It was
hard to keep his mind focused on satisfying his mom instead of
himself. Even though her pussy was the center of his attention. He
liked the taste of her and repeated his actions of starting at the
bottom and running his tongue up the swollen lips of her sex. He drew
back to get a look and take better aim and watched as the hood
retreated from her clit and the head became exposed. He immediately
targeted that little shaft. He first flicked it with his tongue, then
wrapped his lips around its end. And sucked.

Ohhhhhhh, godddddd, tooooo hotttt, toooooo hottt, eeeeeeeeeeee,
ohhhhhhhhhh, suck, suck, suck it, ohhhh, my goddddd mommy’s cumming,
I’m cumming, cummmmmmming. Jill thrust her pussy up, driving Tim’s
chin into her opening and burying his face between hot wet pussy
lips.

Tim sucked and drove his lips in and out against the throbbing clit,
Then lowered his aim and drove his tongue into her waiting opening.
Jill dropped her ass back to the floor and clamped her legs around
Tim’s head, locking his mouth onto her open pussy. Juice flooded from
her channel and coated his face.

Tim shot his load into the carpet and humped the rough surface as he
tongue fucked his mother.

Jill opened her eyes as Tim drove his cock against the floor. Later,
baby she thought, later you’ll have a warm slot to thrust that hard
cock into. She let out the breath she had been holding, and began her
descent into a warm glow.

I made her cum, Tim thought. I made my mother cum. He was thrilled
beyond words.

Jill lay with her legs splayed open like a mare that had been ridden
too long and too hard. It was a wanton pose and she didn’t care that
her son was looking at her lying like an old whore. His fantastic
loving had caused it and he should get the benefit of seeing the
results.

Tim, honey that was wonderful. You got me so hot I couldn’t hold off
until you really got into tonguing me. I’ve never been loved so well.
I saw what happened to you. I’m sorry. Later I’ll make it up to you.
More than you can imagine. For now why don’t you take me upstairs and
give me a good shower. I’ll just stand and you do all the soaping,
washing and drying. Would you like that?

I’d love it, mom. Can I take as long as I want on each spot?

As long as you want, and I hope you take a long time on some spots.
My god, Tim, you’re getting hard again. Ohhhh, we’re going to have a
wonderful week, baby.

After an hour of touchy feely in the shower, Tim and Jill needed a
break. Tim left to see one of his friends; Jill stretched out on her
bed, and a few minutes later drifted off to sleep. She slept most of
the afternoon. Her dream was of a pussy with legs running around ahead
of a cock with wings. At some point the cock drove the pussy into a
dead end and when the pussy opened, thrust itself into the pussy’s
center. Jill woke with a start. She wasn’t sure of the dream’s
meaning, but had little doubt that her mind was mulling over the
situation with her son.

Was she really ready to commit to an incestuous relationship? Not just
masturbating and sucking, but a full blown fuck session. Was she going
to allow Tim to penetrate her pussy and spray her insides with his
seed? True, she couldn’t get pregnant, but his seed would fill her
vagina, her womb, coat her insides with cum and sperm from her own
son. He would hear her most intimate grunts and groans, feel her pussy
thrusts as she rose on heels and shoulders trying to get her fill of
his rock hard cock. Hear and feel her clawing struggle to draw his
cock as deep into her channel as was humanly possible to penetrate. He
would hear her whimpering and crying as her orgasm opened her womb to
his spurting cock tip. And once he had penetrated her to her core, she
would no longer be just mom. She would be his mistress. She would be
at his beck and call, ready to fuck or suck at his wish. Once having
tasted his huge cock in her pussy she would be able to deny him
nothing. Sometime over the past week she knew she had already made her
decision, she almost couldn’t wait to feel his enormous rod slide
between her hot swollen pussy petals. The thought of his cum spraying
her insides caused her channel to swell with fluid and pearl like
drops appeared along the flushed tingling lips of her aroused sex. She
heard Tim come home…it was time.

Honey, why don’t you get your shower, and I’ll be down in a minute. I
thought we’d eat later…maybe order in a pizza.

Okay, mom. I’m not hungry right now anyway. Bill and I stopped for a
burger earlier.

Tim walked by Jill’s bedroom door slowly, hoping to get a glimpse of
his mother naked or dressing, but the door was tightly closed. He was
tempted to just open it and walk in, but he still wasn’t sure if he
could get away with something like that yet. Things had been going
pretty cool and he didn’t want to screw anything up.

He finished his shower and slipped on a pair jeans and a T. He drifted
down to the family room and flicked on the TV. There was a girl’s
volleyball game on some beach and he watched as tits and ass bounced
around his screen. He decided he would like to fuck the server on the
blue team, and maybe, if she begged, he’d do the girl in the middle of
the front line. He was deep in his fantasy when Jill appeared in the
doorway.

The straight skirt of her business suit stopped at the tops of her
knees. White hose covered her beautiful legs and her dainty feet were
encased in dark blue heels. Her coat was tastefully form fitting. A
white ruffled blouse buttoned to the neck was topped off with a wide
bow. Red lipstick splashed across sensuous lips accenting her auburn
hair which rested lightly on her shoulders.

Tim had seen his mother this way many mornings as she prepared to
leave for work. He was always struck by her beauty. She looked like a
professional model from one of the women’s mags. But this time his
face fell.

Did they call you into work? I thought we were going to spend the
evening…ah you know…together.

Her face had a Mona Lisa smile. No, I don’t have to go to work. I’ll
be in the kitchen, she said. She turned and walked down the short
hall.

Tim felt his cock begin to swell as he watched her firm ass wiggle
away. God, she’s sexy, he thought. Then realization hit him. It was
for him…she had dressed for him. He jumped up and followed her to the
kitchen.

Jill was standing at the sink leaning over slightly, the same as she
had been standing on the day of their first sexual contact. Tim waited
for a moment then crossed the kitchen to stand behind her. He
hesitated only an instant then eased forward to plant his now hard
cock between the firm cheeks of her beautiful ass. Jill sighed as his
heavy meat spread her globes apart. She gently pushed back against the
probing cock head.

Tim slowly ground his cock against her ass. He probed her as he had
done on a number of occasions when his father had been only a few feet
away. Now there was no one to worry about, no one to keep him from
sticking his blood filled cock between the round warm globes of his
mother’s ass. Tim wasted no time, he slipped his hands around under
her arms and hefted her breasts under the snug coat. They felt
different to him. Softer. He tried unbuttoning the coat, but the
button hole was snug and he fumbled time after time.

Tear it open, pull it, she said. She ground her ass against his
cock.

Tim jerked and the two buttons clattered into the sink. He cupped her
breasts and felt the big rigid nipples between his fingers. Now he
knew what felt different , she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her round firm
breasts were full and warm and heaving as she panted with lust. Tim
didn’t even try opening the buttons on Jill’s blouse. With shaking
fingers he ripped the front open and thrust his hands inside to fondle
the twin mounds of white flesh.

Oh, god, Tim, oh god, play with them, honey, they need played with.
Tim was happy to comply with her moaning wishes. He rolled the large
firm nipples between his thumb and forefinger, squeezed, and kneaded
each in turn, all the while forcing his stiff cock between his
mother’s ass cheeks. Finally he realized he was able to thrust almost
to her puckered hole. Usually he couldn’t get the deep, there was only
one way he could go that far. He grabbed Jill’s hips and turned her
around to face him. Stooping down he thrust his hand under the skirt,
but the tightness kept him from being able to reach all the way. He
backed up and grasping the hem slowly raised her skirt. He passed the
tops of her stockings and saw the straps of her red garter belt. Then
suddenly her down covered lips came into view. His guess had been
right she was naked…there were no panties to block his view or his
hand.

Jill groaned as Tim cupped her throbbing wet pussy. She leaned forward
and clamped her lips to his. Her tongue thrust into his mouth and they
dueled with pointed tongues as both dripped juice from the intense
contact.

Tim slid his fingers the length of her open swollen lips and finally
tweaked her white nubbin as it jutted from its sheath. Jill growled
and bit his lip.

Push your finger in, honey, two…three…all. Oh god, oh god oh god.
Jill shook as pleasure overtook her.

Tim thrust two fingers into the saturated cavern and then another. He
bent over and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Jill gurgled like a
leaking faucet. Her pussy seemed to suck on his fingers like a little
mouth. He wanted to grab his cock, jack-off, fuck something with it,
anything…his hand, her cunt…any hole. He pushed his hips against her
thigh and Jill felt his super rigid cock like a pole against her leg.

Take it out, take your cock out, hurry, Tim, take it out. Now now,
Jill hissed.

Tim let go of her pussy and opened his belt. A flick of the zipper and
his jeans fell to the floor. Using his thumbs he forced down his
underwear and kicked both across the room. He stood next to his mother
with his steel hard cock raging out in front as he returned to
fingering her pussy.

Jill grabbed Tim’s cock at the base and stroked it to the top. They
stood hip to hip. Her right hand caressing his cock and his right hand
fingering her pussy. Tim wanted to shoot, his cock was aching for
release.

Suddenly Tim was going to have his way. He knew what would solve his
desire and now he wasn’t to be denied. He shifted slightly until he
was directly in front of his mother. He leaned forward against her and
stooped , driving his knees between her legs forcing them apart. Then
as he straightened he rotated his hips forward and felt his cockhead
contact his mother’s saturated heat driven pussy lips. The contact
thrilled both mother and son and as Tim continued to press his cock
between her swollen lips Jill squatted and hunched forward opening
herself up to his raging cock. Tim felt the opening stretch as his
mighty meat speared into his mothers sopping channel which closed
around his flesh as it drove to her womb. He drove upward and Jill’s
ass slipped up onto the counter as he raised her with his cock. Her
legs encircled his waist, her high heels digging into his taunt
muscular ass. He was only half way to the bottom of her sex when he
began spraying her insides with cum. Jill screamed as she added her
juices to his offering to lust.

Timmmmmmm, oh god, your cock, your cock, Timmmmm. Mommy’s cumming, I’m
cumming.

Mom, mom, ohhh I’m shooting, shooting, it’s so good, oh god it’s so
good. I’m fucking you, really in your pussy and shooting. ohhh mom,
shooting.

They both continued to thrust, driving him deeper into her fluid
filled channel, even as the passion was receding. It would remain the
most intense mind blowing orgasm either would ever experience
Oh, push it in deeper, honey. Push, push.

I wish I could get my whole cock and balls in you, mom

That would be lovely, baby. Mommy would like it if you could get
balls and all in. In fact I would like to shove your whole body up my
pussy. Is that a terrible thing to admit to someone? Especially your
own son, who has just given you the best fuck of your life. How do
you thank your own son for being the best fuck you’ve ever had?

Well, mom you could start by letting him fuck you again. Tim pulled
out of her causing Jill to protest. Tim turned her around and bent
her over the sink. This is the way it had first started, this is the
way he wanted to fuck her. Hard. Then with her skirt still around her
waist and her beautiful round ass displayed above white thighhigh
stockings and red garter belt, he slipped his again steel hard cock
into the puffy pussy lips flushed and throbbing between her parted
thighs.

Oh baby, yes put it in mommy. Put that big hard bar in mommy’s
pussy.

Tim watched as his massive hard-on spread his mother’s cunt open even
more. This time he was determined to give her a fucking they would
both have time to enjoy. He felt his cock bottom against her womb and
he pulled back and thrust again. Jill mewed like a kitten begging for
milk. Tim began a steady rhythm. Jill hung onto the counter, grunting
each time Tim drove into her clasping channel. But his mother was too
sexy, watching her sexy ass, holding on to her shapely hips, he had
waited too long to fuck her the first time. He couldn’t hold out for
the fuck he wanted, instead he drove rapidly as the cum boiled in his
balls and finally erupted from the head of his driving cock into his
mother’s sucking sex.

Mom, I’m cumming, cumming.

Me too, baby. Mommy couldn’t hold off either, she needed your big
cock so bad, needed it, needed it, ohhhh Timmmmmm. Jill shook as the
fluid gushed around Tim’s cock and trickled down her leg. God, she
thought, he is a good fuck.

Tim kept his belly tight against her until his knees began to shake.
He backed away from her and sat down at the table. It took a few
minutes to catch his breath. Jill stood , back to the sink, tits and
pussy bared, legs spread, gasping

Sorry about the coat and blouse, mom. I didn’t mean to tear it.

It’s okay, honey. It’s an old outfit, and I did mean for you to tear
it. Probably other things will get torn at times. I think our love
making is going to have some wild sessions.

Mom, were you serious about me sleeping with you tonight?

Yes, but I think I’ve changed my mind.

Aww, mom, why?

Oh, you can spend the night in bed with me, honey, but I doubt if we
are going to get any sleep. That is unless your cock and your tongue
wear out. Jill giggled.

Or unless your mouth, pussy and ass can’t take it, Tim said.

My ass? Who said anything about my ass?

I love your ass.

Oh my god. My ass. I know we’re not going to get any sleep.

Their touching and feeling and finally fucking in the kitchen had
started Tim's motor running and he was ready to take his mother to
bed. He knew this was going to be the night when he got his way. He
could tell by her actions that Jill was also ready for the final act
in their little game. Tim caressed Jill's ass as they went up the
stairs to their rooms to change into something more comfortable and,
he hoped, more sexy. As Tim picked out just the shorts of his boxer
style PJ's in his room, Jill was standing naked in front of her closet
looking over her nighties. When the doorbell rang and someone opened
the door to the kitchen. Jill looked at the clock in surprise…it was
almost nine-thirty who would be stopping by at this time of night?

Hello, Jill…are you home? Hello?

Jill recognized Cindy Harris, next to Carrie Cindy was her closest
friend. Oh no, she thought. What could she want now?

Be right down, Cindy. Have a seat. Damn, Jill thought. Damn, damn,
damn. I'll have to get rid of her. There was a light tap on her door.
She hurried over and pulled it open.

Tim stared at his mother's nipples- rigid from the cool air rushing
over them- then trailed his eyes to the tuft of hair on her Venus
mound. Stepping inside he dropped to his knees and reaching out
grabbed the cheeks of her ass drawing her forward. Before Jill was
quite aware of what was happening he had driven his wet tongue between
the lips of her pussy and licked upward across the still sensitive tip
of her clitoris. She gasped in surprise and pleasure. Before she could
stop him he had pumped his tongue in and out of her moistening lips
half a dozen times. Jill groaned. She was instantly as hot as she had
been earlier.

Tim, no, please, no. I have to get dressed. Have to go down stairs.
She'll think it's funny if I don't go down or tell her to come up.

Tell her to call for a pizza, we were going to have one anyway. It'll
keep her busy, Tim said. If she has her way she'll talk all night. I
want to go to your bed early.

I said you could decide what you wanted to do to me…I would decide
when.

Tell her. It's important, he insisted.

Jill called down to Cindy and convinced her to call for the pizza
while Jill got ready.

Okay what was so important?

Tim dropped his PJ bottoms. His rigid cock stood purpled headed
between them. He pulled her toward the bed.

Lay down a minute, please.

Jill was reluctant, but she did as he asked. He probably wants to suck
me until I cum she thought. Well, that shouldn't take long. Her pussy
was still itching for cock after their quickie afternoon session.
Wanting to get her hands wrapped around his massive cock helped
convince her it would only take a minute for both of them to cum. She
spread out and made room for him on the bed. As she expected he knelt
between her legs and began kissing her quivering stomach. Wet lips and
a wet tongue trailed up to her breasts and flicked first her right
nipple then her left. The nipples stiffened and Jill arched her back
slightly as her tits reached for his sucking mouth. He did it again
and again. His teeth nipped the rigid flesh. The pink tongue flicked
out and tortured the tan ring of nerves surrounding the hard
protrusion. He lapped her full bulging breast with saliva-laden
swipes. And lapped, and lapped. At first gently, then with more
demanding suction his hot mouth devoured the nipple, the areola and
finally the whole front quarter of her firm breast. It was cannibal
like. If he had chewed her flesh she couldn't have felt more consumed.
She wanted to scream, to cry, to claw him, to bite him, to cum and
cum. Her passage flooded, a stream of fluid bathed her channel and
petal like lips.

Suddenly his mouth was gone…where? What had happened? She needed
it…that tongue, those lips…not now - he couldn't quit. She grabbed his
head as wet trails streaked back and forth across her stomach, going
lower, ever lower, He rustled the hair on her mound, sucked it between
his clamping lips. It pulled pleasantly on the cleft below. She spread
her legs giving him room…arched her back again, wanting his mouth on
her penis like clit thrusting from under its hood.

But he kissed and licked down the crease between her swollen pussy and
her thigh. Nibbling bird like on the rise of her lips leading to her
open inner lips, to her dripping channel. Now and then nipping on her
inner lips, mixing his saliva with her slippery dew.

Tim slid his hands and arms one after the other under her upper thighs
and cupped her hot firm rounded ass cheeks. He slid to his belly and
placed himself on a level with her dripping, spread, pink pussy.
Unable to control herself, Cindy long gone from her thoughts, she
reached down and spread the lips of her saturated cunt, opening her
channel, exposing her clit, wishing she could draw his whole head into
her screaming opening.

Suck me, baby. Eat me. Eat mommy's pussy, honey. Lick it. Please,
baby, I need to cum. Right now. I need it. Turn around and let me
play with your cock. I'll suck you. I want to feel your hard pole.

But Tim had thought about this all day and was not going to be denied,
Cindy or no Cindy. Although he knew it hadn't been that long since his
mother had called down to her, he didn't want Cindy walking in on
them.
Tell Cindy you'll be right down, but tell her to wait for the pizza
man…hurry tell her before she comes up.

Jill didn't want to be bothered she wanted her pussy sucked, her
clitty licked…in fact she wanted fucked…who could be bothered with
Cindy. But some rational part of her brain knew she had to fend off
Cindy and any chances of her coming up to her bedroom.

Be right there, Cin. She called. Hang on for the pizza man and I'll
be done by then. Money is in the little jar on the kitchen counter.
I…I need to take a quick shower.

All right, If I'm not asleep by then, Cindy called back.

Hurry, baby, Jill whispered to Tim. Suck my pussy. Hurry, hurry. If I
don't cum soon, I'm going to die. She tried to reach his hard meat
trapped between his belly and the bed. Soon she was distracted by his
tongue and quit trying.

Tim grunted as he buried his face between the hot wet lips of Jill's
flowing pussy. His tongue wriggling down, down into her passage. .

Jill gurgled deep in her throat. God, he was good. Hitting all the
right spots. She was seconds from cumming.
Then it stopped as Tim raised his head from her wide spread pink
flesh.

Jill groaned. No, don't stop, honey. Lick, lick. Suck me. Baby, suck
me. Suck my clit - make me cum, hon. Make mommy cum. Please, please.
We can't do anything that is too noisy, she'll hear us.

But Tim knew what he was doing. He had wanted to get her so hot she
couldn't say no to anything he wanted to do. He was sure she was
ready. Sliding his hands under her ass he lifted her higher and there
before him was his target, his prize. There below her dripping pussy
tucked between the firm globes of her ass was her puckered hole.
Clean, pinkish tan, clenching as she tightened her ass to thrust her
pussy up into the air. He stuck his tongue out as far as possible and
lowered his head. The tip of his tongue flicked against her tight
anus. Jill gasped. He flicked the tight ring again.

No, baby. Not there, not there.

His tongue again flicked her butt and she quivered as though she had
touched an electric wire. He raised his head and looked once again at
the clenching ring, then his head dropped and his rigid tongue pierced
his mother's ass and drove into her.

Jill whimpered, gasped as her lungs demanded air. Unbidden she grabbed
her legs behind her knees drawing them up along side her head.

Oh my god, my god. I'm going to cum, going to cum, I'm cumming. Oh,
great god. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Goddddddd. Your tongue's in my ass, in my
ass. Oh, god, so dirty, so nasty. Tongue me, baby. Can't stop
cumming. Ohhhhhh, again, I'm cumming again. Ohhhhhhhhhh. Your tongue,
Oh god, your tongue is in my butt. You wanted my ass, didn't you,
baby. I can't believe you did it.

He thrust into her butt time after time and she continued to wiggle
and squirm. She couldn't begin to describe the feeling. Nothing in her
life had prepared her for the shock of her son doing such a thing and
the thrill of him committing such an act on his own mother. Her ass
tingled and involuntarily twitched each time he tongued her. She never
suspected she would like such a thing. Now she wondered if she would
ever get enough of his nasty tongue. She couldn't wait until she could
return the favor to her loving son.

Give me your cock. I want to suck you. Come on, I want your hard
shaft in my mouth.

Tim rotated in the bed and placed his prick next to Jill's face but he
continued to thrust his tongue into Jill's up turned ass. He had never
done anything in his life that gave him such a thrill. Suddenly his
cock was enveloped in a velvet tube. Her lips went down and down until
he felt the tip of his dripping cock touch the narrow opening into her
throat. He felt her swallow and his cock moved deeper. She swallowed
again and he knew he was down into her throat. Her hand was pumping
his prick between her mouth and his belly and her head was moving back
and forth as his cock slid in and out of her throat. She was deep
throating him. It was a first for both of them. She wanted to
literally suck his whole body inside her. She also knew that later,
after Cindy left, she was going to let her son fuck her brains out.
They could sleep tomorrow. In fact she was going to tell him that he
could fuck her for the rest of his life if he wished. Then she felt
his balls jerk, and his cock head swell. Jill had never sucked a cock
to completion and wasn't sure what to expect. She certainly wasn't
prepared for the gusher of cum that flooded her mouth and shot
straight into her stomach. Shot after shot rained down her throat,
filled her mouth and poured from her mouth to run down her chin. In
the midst of the spray she realized the taste of her son's cum was
very pleasant. Tim shot his load into his mother's mouth and at the
same time tongue fucked her ass. The cum gushing down her throat and
the tongue going in and out of her ass was too much for Jill and
gasping and gurgling she thrust her pussy and ass against Tim's face
as another cum roared through her. They clung together for a few
minutes until the shivering and thrusting stopped then flopped to the
side of the bed and lay huffing and puffing next to each other.

They heard a car stop in front of the house.

Pizza man is here, Tim forced the words out..

They waited for the doorbell and Cindy's call. Instead they heard the
door open and close. The car pulled away. A voice came from the front
door area.

Hello, Cindy. How are you? Where is everyone?

Oh my god, Jill said. It's your father!

Tim rolled off the bed, scrambling to his feet. He raced to pick up
his Pj's and headed for the bedroom door. Jill grabbed the sheets and
stripped them from the bed.

Hurry, hon, hurry. Then she stopped and looked toward her son and
lover. Tim…come here.

What?

Come here, she said moving quickly toward him. Dropping the sheets
she flung both arms around his neck.

Thank you, lover, that was marvelous. And I'm yours for anything you
want for as long as you want it. She stared into his eyes. Anything.
Do you understand?

Do you mean…

I mean anything! Now get out of here. Smiling Tim left the room and
raced down the hall. Jill grabbed the sheets and retreated to the
bathroom and the shower. Before she closed the door she remembered to
squirt two or three shots of air freshener into the room. In the
bathroom she jammed the sheets into the clothes hamper and turned on
the shower. She was shaking with nervous excitement by the time she
stepped into the warm stream spraying from the showerhead. She soaped
quickly, flushing away all surface traces of their love making, but
between her legs her pussy fluttered and her ass twitched. God she
wished he'd had time to shove his hard cock into her hungry pussy.
She had passed the point of letting her son fuck her…she was ready to
demand that he bury his hot penis in her needy channel. When had this
switched from a game to a new life style she wondered.

A minute later there was a knock on the bathroom door.

Hey, surprise, I'm home. Are you okay? He rattled the door. Why is
the door locked? Cindy said you had been up here quite awhile. Oh,
yeah, and the pizza is here, her husband Thomas said.

I always lock the door when you're not home. I don't want a Bate's
Motel - Psycho scene in my shower. Something I ate didn't agree with
me, but I feel great now. How come you're home? What happened to the
case?

Client agreed to settle so they called me on the plane. I got off in
Chicago and headed straight back on the next plane home. Where's Tim?

In his room I guess. Better tell him about the pizza. I'm almost
done. Why don't you entertain Cindy and I'll be right down. Glad
you're home. She tried to convince herself that she meant it, but the
truth was she wasn't thrilled with his return.

Minutes later she hurried downstairs and into the kitchen. Cindy, Tim
and Thomas were munching on slices of pizza.

We're waiting on you, Thomas said with a grin.

Tim laughed. Yeah. Like one pig waits on another.

I was beginning to think you were entertaining a lover up there,
Cindy said.

Tim coughed.

Slow down, Tim. There's plenty of pizza. Thomas said.

It's really good, Tim said. I guess I was just rushing it.

I can't tell. I've still got this funny taste in my mouth, Jill said
with a straight face.

Tim coughed even harder.

Be careful, Tim. I'll have to practice my hindlick manuver, Cindy
said.

Tim turned bright red, and Jill laughed uproariously. Thomas grinned.

I think you mean Heimlich maneuver, he said.

It was Cindy's turn to redden. Oh, yes, I guess. She laughed.
Still, he is very handsome.

I'd say at his age he would prefer your method, Cindy, Jill said
still wiping the tears from her eye after the hard laughing.

Mom, Tim said.

Jill, you're embarrassing him. I think Tim is a little more naive
than that. He's probably never even heard of such things, Thomas
said.

Cindy turned to Tim and putting one arm around him pulled him against
her. Firmly planting one 38 c tit into his manly chest.

We're only teasing you, Tim. I don't want to embarrass you, she said.
She was surprised by the rock hard cock she found pressing against
her. Damn, she thought, this kid is hung. Tim liked the feel of
Cindy's tit pushing on his flesh, and carelessly let his hand brush
her ass as he lifted his hand to her back. His cock jumped as he felt
the heat from her body engulf it. Cindy was slow to release him. Her
pussy gave a little twinge. Jill noticed the tiny signs of arousal on
both Cindy and Tim. She wasn't sure she liked it.

Why don't we all go in the family room where we can sit down.

Thomas grabbed the pizza box and Cindy the paper plates and napkins.

Tim you can help me with the drinks, Jill said. As the others went
ahead she and Tim stayed behind.

Don't eat too heavy, Jill said smiling. She patted her pocket. I'm
going to give your dad one of his sleeping pills. That is if you're
up to it?
I'm so hard I could bore holes in wood with it.

Just don't try boring any holes in Cindy.

Mom.

Don't mom me. I saw that little push push game.

Tim laughed. Her tit sure is firm. Her ass isn't bad either. Jill
glared at him. Mom, I'm only teasing you. You 're everything I want.
I could tell by her actions more than a month ago that Cindy would let
me fuck her…Carrie too. Since you and I have been playing around it
seems they are suddenly available. I don't know why.

I do. You have that look about you. You're more assured. It's a
signal women get from a ready to fuck male. Especially a male that
some other female finds attractive enough to fuck. Well, we better
get in there before we have to explain what we're doing.

I know what I'd like to be doing.

Later, baby, later, she whispered. Someday, maybe I'll even let you
do Cindy and Carrie.

Oh god, mom. You just made me start to drip and I'm so hard I could
hang a six pack on it.

Cans or bottles? she said.

Jill stopped abruptly at the family room door. She sighed contentedly
as Tim ran into her, burying his rigid cock between the cheeks of her
ass. She ground her ass against his swollen member. After a moment she
moved on. Tim did his best to hide his massive rod.

Thirty minutes later Thomas decided he was too tired to stay up, Cindy
also left for home and Jill said it was her bedtime. Tim locked the
doors and went to his room His mother's quick squeeze of his cock was
the only sign that there may be later developments.

He wanted to grab his heavy meat and drive his hand up and down the
shaft, but his mother had said she wanted more tonight and he wanted
to be prepared to do what ever she wanted. Though, she had told him
that she was his for anything forever. He was still tossing and
turning in frustration when he heard the creak of the door. He froze.

Suddenly there she was like a ghost. Pale in the reflected moonlight.
Even in the dim light he could see her nipples thrusting against the
breezy fabric of her gown. She was more beautiful each time he saw
her. Each time she came as a lover. She stopped before him and slowly
raised her hem…lifting it up and up…carrying the gown up and over her
head to stand revealed in all her glory. Twin nipple topped tits
thrust forward, back arched, legs spread slightly and her down covered
pubic mound shoved out like a gift to his glorious rigid pole. She
flowed to him and kneeling before him grasped his shaft between her
caressing hands, hands steeped in warm oil. She massaged the oil into
his skin adding even more heat than they already contained. Like bird
wings her fingers played up and down the throbbing flesh. He leaned
back on his elbows wanting to force his meat into the hot sheath of a
woman's receptacle. Struggling to keep from shooting a massive charge
of white cum from balls already full from the earlier priming of his
mighty pump. She knew, but still she played… feather touches of the
butterfly on a column of oiled meat.

He could stand no more. Grabbing her he pulled her onto the bed and
pinned his steel hard shaft between them.

Get on it…I need you to ride it…before I explode I need to be in you.

 Yes, baby, and you will. But first I want to watch you shoot your
 white rope of cum up in the air and over my face, my belly, my tits,
 everywhere. All that juice…please, baby. Everywhere. Your juice.

Turning she grasped his rigid meat with both hands and began pumping.

No. You've always had your way. You said today, everything was mine,
anytime. So, over. Roll over. He clutched her hip and against some
resistance he turned her over on to her stomach.

Get on your knees. As she rose his fingers played with her saturated
pussy. She was so hot that fluid dripped from her open lips. She
spread her knees wide to give him access to her sex.

Alright, baby. If that's what you want, mommy wants it too. Bury your
beautiful meat in mommy's pussy. All the way, baby, all the way. Fill
me with your juice, your white juice. Fill me. Jill dropped her face
into his pillow and raised her firm round sexy ass into the night
air. Tim knelt behind her and crouched down slightly. His tongue
flicked out and stroked her dripping pussy. Jill groaned. Again Tim
licked the length of her swollen lips. Jill wiggled and growled as
his tongue dipped between her pink fluttering petals. He lowered his
head and his tongue flicked her clitty…she gurgled and uncontrollably
humped her ass. Tim raised his head and the hard tip of his tongue
pierced her puckered hole. Jill pumped her ass up and down and thrust
it back hoping to find release for the massive orgasm waiting just
below the surface of her quivering lips.

Tim straightened and leaning forward placed his oil covered dripping
cock less than an inch away from Jill's tiny pink puckered hole. Then
with a fluid motion smooth as soft butter he slid his massive red cock
into Jill's ass. Jill grunted like a rooting pig but the cock eased in
inch after inch. She wanted to scream, she wanted to stop the invader,
she wanted to tell him that she was his mother, instead she had the
most massive orgasm of her life. And still his cock slid in and as the
orgasm eased and began allowing her to come down off her high she felt
his thighs stop against her firm rounded ass cheeks. He waited a
moment than began a slow action. He drew back and back until Jill was
amazed that he had so much cock in her then he eased it forward again,
filling her tube with his mighty meat until again his legs bumped her
firm cheeks. She thought she would hurt, she had feared the pain for
she knew one day he would fuck her ass. Instead it had happened when
she least expected it and now she waited for his next movement, for
the next hard thrust into her innards. When it came she welcomed the
meaty intruder and even pushed back against him wanting more of the
rigid cock to penetrate her. He speeded up his movement and she too
increased her drive against his ramming body. Moisture dripped from
them as they drove against each other. Jill didn't want to admit it
but she had wanted this since Tim had first played with her ass at the
sink. She knew he was her son, she knew it was incest. At this instant
she knew that was adding to the thrill of this glorious fuck.

Mom, I'm going to cum. I'm going to shoot in you. I'm going to shoot
up your butt.

My ass, baby. You're going to shoot in mommy's ass, honey. Shoot,
baby, shoot in my ass, shoot your white ropes in me.

Now, mom, now…I'm shooting in you.

I can feel it, baby, uggh, I can feel it. Shoot, shoot, ohhhh I'm
going to cum, ohhhh. Oh god fuck me you sweet mother fucker. Fuck
mommy's ass, sweet mother fucker. I'm cumming, mommy's cumming.
Ohhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhh oh fuck…fuck.

Jill collapsed face down into the pillow with Tim's massive shaft
still embedded in her anal tube.

Tim supported his body with extended arms. He leaned down and nuzzled
Jill's neck. I did it, mom. I actually fucked your ass, he
whispered.

I think you still are. Either that or someone stuck a broom handle up
my butt. She clinched her sphincter muscle as Tim began to go soft. I
can't believe how much I like the feel of your big cock in there. I
hope you're planning on doing my ass on a regular basis.

Oh boy, mom, I sure am…at least once or twice a month.

Jill groaned. Ohh, Tim,

Too much? Well how often did you have in mind?

She giggled, I was thinking more like once or twice a week, she
said. Jill wiggled her beautiful rounded ass and flexed her muscles,
gripping Tim's cock near its base.

All the talk about being in her ass and his mother flexing her muscles
caused Tim's cock to stiffen.

Why don't we do it again, Tim whispered, and get a start on this
weeks count.

Just having your meat in there is starting my pussy throbbing
already. Better fuck me quick or…oh god, I'm going to cum without
you, baby. Ohhhhh, sweetie, drive it in me, drive it in.

Tim drew back and thrust his now steel hard shaft deep into his
mother's channel.

Ohhhh, god. I can't believe it, I'm cumming, baby, mommy's cumming.
Ohhhhhhh.

Tim continued to plunge his heavy member extremely hard into her
clutching rectum. Jill drove her solid, silken mounds back against
Tim's belly impaling herself on his thrusting peg. He felt the fluid
begin to rise, became aware of that special tickle in his groin as the
hot sperm boiled toward the entrance of his tiny cock hole.

Mom, oh, mom, here it comes, now, I'm cumming, cumming, ohhhhhhh The
white ropes of her son's cum sprayed the walls of Jill's anal
channel, and sprayed, and sprayed. And the thought that her own son
was riding her like a mare in heat, that he was not only fucking his
mother but fucking her up the ass triggered another blinding orgasm
in her pussy and her rectum. She trembled as though being shaken by
some strange animal. She humped her ass violently against the thick
male member filling her. She went deaf and was unaware of her
surroundings except for the meat forcing her ass cheeks apart and
spreading her anal tunnel. She crashed to the bed and felt the weight
fall from her back, but she left the earth and drifted into oblivion.

Jill awoke hours later. Tim was curled around her cuddling her in his
arms. His now flaccid cock pressed against her hip. She slid down in
the bed and with two fingers raised the limp flesh until she could get
the head into her mouth. She sucked almost the whole wrinkled meat
inside and held it there for a minute, When she felt the first
stirrings in his member she allowed it to slip from between her lips
dropping it on his thigh. She stood by the bed and wiped the white
trail from her pussy lips and her legs with Tim's underwear. She
certainly didn't want to go to her husband's bed dripping cum from her
well-used pussy and ass. She pulled the sheet over him and tiptoed
from the room.

In her bedroom her husband was snoring gently. She slipped into bed on
her side and allowed her ass cheeks to warm up before backing against
Thomas. She wished it was her son's ass against her, if it was she'd
mount him and fuck him until he passed out. Jill smiled to herself
when she remembered that this all started with her son reaching for a
box of cereal. She was still thinking about her little mother fucker
when she fell asleep. She didn't know she would fall asleep every
night with both her channels filled for years to come.