Well I have to complete the second part of my true story “when I first came”. It will take time, bear with me. Hope you guys will enjoy reading this .this ones a bit true but mostly fantasy….
At the point of my life described in this story I had been fucking my mother almost daily for over two years. If you read the story “When I was Twelve” then you know how this started. My mother was introduced to illicit sex by her father, and she became addicted to the point that moral barriers meant nothing to her.
Her Middle and High School years were a continuous orgy of anal and oral sex. Her ten year marriage ended when her husband caught her with a neighbor and his friend. She had one cock in her ass and another in her mouth, when he walked in on her. After two years of abstinence, I became her boy toy—her release from sexual tension. I guess I forgot to tell you before, my name is Ron.
I used to put up with a lot of razzing about my name, but, what the hell, I was fucking a grown woman, and using my skills to bang a lot of high school girls. I could put up with a little bull shit from kids who would give their left nut to be in my place—if they only knew. Anyway here are some of the things that happened to me when I was fifteen.
Often, on the weekends, we didn’t bother to get dressed. There was nothing to hide between my mother and me. Most of the time we slept in the same bed, and we often took showers together. If Mom was cooking she might wear a robe or just an apron, but usually on the weekend we just didn’t bother to put on any clothes.
On the Saturday morning I want to talk about I walked naked down the stairs to see what was for breakfast. As I went past the door to the living room I saw Mom bending over the coffee table looking at the TV Guide. She was wearing a silk, shorty robe; in fact, it was so short that I was staring at her bare ass. A beautiful ass it was, and still is, plump and rounded with her tiny pink sphincter peeking out at me, and, beneath that, her sexy shaved pussy with its inner lips protruding. I loved to suck those lips and stretch them open to lick inside her cunt.
I slipped up behind her and reached between her legs to grasp her shaven pussy. She started to stand up, but I held her in position with my left hand on her back.
“Oh shit, you scared the hell out of me.”
“Sorry Mom,” I said, “don’t you like it?” I slid a finger into her cunt and massaged her asshole with my thumb.
“Mmmm, that feels good Honey.”
“Let’s see how this feels.” I dropped to my knees and swirled my tongue around her asshole, tasting the slight tang of her butt. I licked and sucked on her little butt-hole, getting it nice and juicy and loosening it up for what had in mind to do next. When she gave a little moan to show that she was ready, I probed her sphincter with my stiffened tongue. She pushed back, trying to get it inside her. I had a better idea.
I had her move over so she was kneeling on the floor with her shoulders down flat and her back arched so her tiny pink asshole was winking at me. It was nice and wet, so I slid the head of my prick up and down her ass crease to lubricate it, then eased the head into her crinkled orifice. She gave a groan as my cock stretched the tight rim, then I was in. I slowly pushed, with her help, until my whole shaft was buried deep in her bowels. I pulled back and drove in again; she pushed back to meet my every thrust. Her ass was lubricating itself as I plunged my cock faster and faster. She reached back with one hand and massaged her engorged clit, moaning loudly as she approached a climax. I could feel the seed boiling up in my balls, looking for a way to escape.
“I’m almost there, Mom. I’m getting ready to cum.”
“Do it, Honey, don’t wait for me. Let me feel it shoot in my ass.”
I shoved my cock all the way into her bowels. She tightened up her sphincter muscles to grip my rampant prick. I could feel the sperm getting ready to blast out and fill her suctioning ass.
I was right on the verge of cumming—when the doorbell rang.
“Oh shit.” I felt me dick go soft as I pulled it out of my mother’s ass. She scrambled to her feet, tying the sash on her robe as she went to the door and peeked through the little view port.
“It’s an old school friend,” she whispered, “hide in the coat closet so she doesn’t see you.”
I slipped into the closet and left the door slightly open so I could look out. Mom opened the door and I saw a luscious looking woman in her mid-thirties standing there. She was dressed in a short skirt and a blouse with a plunging neckline. Her long slim legs looked fantastic in high spike heels. Her blond hair caressed her shoulders and her mouth was grinning as she saw my mother at the door.
“Eve, what are you doing in a robe this time of day? Did I wake you up?”
“Oh God, Joyce, it’s so good to see you again. No, I didn’t just get up. I wore this to make you horny. Come in so I can kiss you without the neighbors talking.”
“You do make me horny. I bet you’re not wearing anything under that robe.”
Mom grabbed Joyce and gave her a hug. Their lips met and I could tell they were working their tongues in each other’s mouths. My mother reached down and hoisted Joyce’s skirt up around her waist; she squeezed the blonde’s ass and laughed.
“Why you little slut,” She said, “you aren’t wearing any panties. And you talk about me.”
“Remember in school, we never wore any undies,” said Joyce, “We were both always ready for a good fuck.”
“We were a couple of whores weren’t we? If I didn’t get some cock at least once a day I would have gone crazy.”
Joyce laughed, “I bet between us we fucked or sucked half the guys in school, and a few of the girls.”
“Come on in and sit on the couch,” Mom said, “I’ve got a surprise for you.”
“The way you’re playing with my ass, I think I’m going to like your surprise.”
They went into the living room and Joyce sat on the couch. Mom shrugged out of her robe and sat beside her. They started kissing again and feeling each other up and, pretty soon, Joyce’s blouse was open and Mom was massaging a beautiful set of tits. Joyce’s skirt was up around her waist, so my mother dropped down on the floor and began planting kisses on Joyce’s plump little pussy. There was Mom, on her knees with her face buried in Joyce’s cunt, and I was in the closet stroking a raging hard on.
Mom stopped what she was doing for a minute and smiled at Joyce. “Now for your surprise; Ron, come out here and finish what you were doing before Joyce got here.”
I left the closet and went into the living room with my dick pointing at the sky. Mom and I had fucked in front of other people at a couple of swingers meets, so I wasn’t at all embarrassed. Joyce took one look at me and laughed out loud.
“Oh my God, you are fucking your son,” Joyce said, “Unbelievable, you are such a slut. I love it.”
“Ron’s my sweetie,” Mom said, “He was fucking me in the ass when you rang the door bell. Come on, Ron baby, do your horny mama. Fill my ass like you were doing before we were interrupted.”
I got down on my knees and lined my cock up with Mom’s shitter. She was still nice and loose so my prick slid right in, and I continued where I had left off.
“Give it to her, Ron. She is such a fucking whore. Ram that cock up her ass and make her scream,”
My mother was rubbing her clit and moaning like crazy. She was lunging back, trying to get more cock in her shit hole. I was slamming my hips against her ass cheeks, and she still wanted more.
Joyce said, “Make her scream. She always screams when she cums. Shit, I’m gonna cum too. Suck my cunt you beautiful slut. Suck my clit and make me cum with you.”
Mom was the first to cum.
“OH SHIT BABY…YES, YES, YES…OH FUCK MY ASS…FUCK ME HARD…I’M CUMMING…FUCK YES…FUCK…FUCKME……AAAAAGH!!
Joyce wasn’t a screamer; she just fell back with her legs flopped apart, and looked like she’d passed out. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were glazed. Mom pulled off of my cock before I had a chance to cum. She turned around and pushed me down on the floor and grabbed my cock and started sucking on it. Joyce stared at her in amazement.
“Jesus, he just had that cock up your ass, and now you’re sucking it. You are so fucking nasty.”
She was right about Mom being nasty. When she got turned on she would do the nastiest things she could think of. This was mild. Besides, I was shooting my load down her throat, and she was swallowing every drop of it. When I finished cumming she licked my cock clean and grinned up at me while she licked her lips. That’s my Mom. I’ll tell you how nasty she could get.
