Sodomizing Her Son
(m/FFf, teen, inc, ws, anal)

by Kysa Braswell
www.kysaonline.com

Like most stories you hear about, this was a sunny summer afternoon. I guess that is just a good time for sexual relations to start, and I mean relations. My family and I lived just outside of town, so that we weren't too far out in the country, yet we had our privacy, too. We lived on a small hill facing a highway, but the back of our house was totally secluded. Since no one was nearby, we didn't even need a fence. I had often wished we had a pool, but my father didn't see any need for that.

My father was usually away on business trips. I hardly knew what he looked like anymore, he was gone so much. I was only thirteen at the time, and this was a time when I needed someone the most. Because of this, I ended up being much closer to my Mother, who was 35 years old. She would never go out on my father, but her and her friends did go out once in a while, usually just to chat at one of their houses. Sometimes they all came over to our house, but tonight Mom was going over to her friend Kellie's. They would all end up watching some romantic movie, feeling bad about the husbands being gone, and then come home and feel bad some more, usually after I had gone to sleep. I already knew that tonight was going to be one of those nights, and I would just find things to keep myself busy. I enjoyed the time alone, usually taking that time to look through my stash of magazines and have a good cum.

It was only about one in the afternoon, and being a sunny summer day, Mom decided to work on her tan a little. She didn't really have anyone to show it off to, but it made her feel better anyway. And I rather enjoyed seeing her body when I got the chance. A very small woman at 5'0, 100-lbs., but always in great shape, keeping fit. She had brown hair that was fairly straight and came down just past her shoulders. Her breasts were fairly small, too. Although she wore a D-cup bra, they didn't appear that big in clothes. But her breasts still looked very nice, and a lot of times she did enjoy going without a bra. I could tell by her nipples pointing through the fabric of her shirts. They always seemed to be hard. Being the weight she was, she didn't have much of a stomach, and her ass looked really nice, not too large at all. Just right. Sometimes I would get lucky and she would wear half-shirts, and I could catch glimpses of her breasts down the front, or if I was real lucky she would wear her cutoffs, and I would be able to see up the leg at her panties when she layed on the couch. Today, however, she chose to wear a white bikini. It was a string bikini, the top tied behind her back, and the bottoms tied on her hips. I had never seen this one before, and I just got a glimpse of it on my way upstairs to my room, as she was coming down.

"Hi, Paul. I'm just going to get some sun for a couple of hours," she told me as she passed by. Damn, I had to get a longer look at that. I had never noticed her looking THIS good. I was to young to have been with a woman yet, but I had seen videos at my friend's house. And the magazines that I managed to get told a lot about pleasing a woman. I couldn't wait till I had the chance to try what I knew. Too bad I was my Mom I was thinking about. I might have had a chance with someone my own age.

I went upstairs and snuck into my parent's room. This was the room at the back of the house where Mom would lay out. As I went over to the window I carefully looked out and saw that Mom was laying on her back. She had sunglasses on, so I couldn't tell where she was looking, and I had to be careful. I wanted so badly to rub my now hard cock, but I didn't dare, as I might get clumsy and give myself away. But still, my hard cock felt really good. It wasn't that large, but it was fairly thick and measured just over eight inches. Heck, I was only thirteen, and sure I would grow at least another inch or two down there. From what I saw in the locker room at school, I seemed to be above average. It was probably okay for girl my own age, but for someone older, they wouldn't be too impressed, I was sure. At least not for a couple of more years.

Anyway, back to Mom. As I watched, she seemed a little uncomfortable, like she just couldn't stay still for too long. Then I felt kind of strange. Although she had the sunglasses on, I still felt like she was looking back. Then she started to get up, and I just froze with fear. This is it, I thought. But then a wave of relaxation swept over me as she just turned over and laid on her stomach. Then I was treated to something even better - that ass that I liked so well. Her bikini really wasn't that tight, but the bottoms of her asscheeks seemed to be showing. My eyes traveled from the bottoms of her bare feet all the way up to her shoulders and back down to her ass. This was just too good. But I knew I had better not press my luck - I'd get caught for sure. I did the best I could to pull myself away from that window and work my way down stairs again, heading for the kitchen (which happened to right next to where Mom was laying). I only had on a pair of shorts anyway, but I was still burning up, mainly from my heart pumping so much faster from watching Mom, and getting so excited by her. I had decided to go without underwear this day due to the heat.

I walked into the kitchen and got a glass of water from the sink. As I peered out the window, I could see Mom laying there, her fairly pale skin shining in the sunlight. I saw her move around again, and quickly turned back to the sink, not wanting her to know that I was watching. I looked over and she was still on her stomach, but her head was turned towards me again. Then she startled me by calling out to me. "Paul, could you come out here for a moment?"

Hmm, again I was hoping she hadn't seen me looking, but at least I was going to get a closer look if I was careful. I walked out the back door as innocently as I could, trying my best not to eye Mom's body, knowing that she was laying there watching me. But I couldn't believe what she said next.

"Paul, I can't get the suntan lotion on my back. Could you please help me?" Sure, I told her. Sure was not the word for it. I knelt down beside her and fumbled around with the bottle, then she looked away as I squeezed some out on her shoulders and back. Putting the bottle back down I reached out and started working the cool lotion into her shoulders. Very quickly her body started smelling of the coconut-scented lotion I was rubbing into her. And the more I rubbed, the harder my cock got. This was just too much for me. I knew if she turned around she could see it tenting under my shorts, but I really didn't even think about it. I was way too caught up in what I was doing to notice. Slowly I worked the lotion into her back, rubbing lower and lower till I got to the small of her back. I was only inches from that perfect ass that I liked so well, but still I was afraid to go down any further. So instead of chance it, I moved down so I could start working on her legs. I started at the ankles and slowly worked my way up her soft calves, up the back of her knees, and to the backs of her thighs. As I reached her thighs she slowly spread her legs. I didn't know if she realized what she was doing or not, but I sure didn't want to mess this up. As I got to the tops of her thighs I noticed that I could see some of her pussy hairs sticking out around her suit, and the crotch was clearly wet. Damn, I was making Mom horny! My cock was so hard I couldn't stand it, and I was so caught up in what I was seeing that I didn't notice Mom turn her head back towards me. I reached up just a little further and brushed against her ass cheeks, and then I lost it. My cock exploded in my shorts. Mom watched as my cock throbbed under my shorts and the front started getting wet with my cum. I didn't know what to do. I just hoped that her eyes had been closed. She didn't say anything or appear to be upset, so I figured I might have gotten away without her noticing. I stood up and excused myself, saying that I had to go to the bathroom. As I look back, I'm sure she must have known I had to go. When I got in there I tried to just clean myself up so that it wasn't too obvious what had happened, and I sat down in living room, trying to watch TV and get my mind off of what had happened.

About half an hour later Mom came in to check on me on her way back upstairs to change. I noticed her nipples were very prominent through the white fabric, and I could still see her pussy hair through the bikini bottoms. When she left I just sat there thinking of her, wondering why I had never noticed her quite this way before. Maybe it was just my changing hormones, maybe the fact I had never been with a girl before, or maybe I was just plain horny. But at any rate, I was very turned on by Mom, and I didn't know what to do about it. She would kill me if I ever tried anything, and if she didn't, Dad would.

A few hours later Mom decided to leave, and she left me money to order a pizza. So I ate, watched some TV, and around ten I went upstairs and got ready for bed. Although it was late, it was still very hot, so I decided to just sleep naked. I figured I would be covered up anyway, but by eleven I had kicked the covers off and was just lying on my bed, asleep and naked. Being upstairs, I didn't hear the door when Mom came in at 11:30. I didn't know it, but at her "get together" with her friends, the subject had turned to sex, and Mom had gotten herself a bit horny, especially since she started out turned on from what happened between us earlier in the day.

The next thing I knew, I was starting to wake up, and I felt what seemed like a hand rubbing up and down my now hard cock. At first I thought this had to be some kind of a dream, but as I gained consciousness, I could tell that I was indeed in my room, in the dark, and someone was touching my cock. I looked down and in the moonlight I could see Mom standing there, naked, with her fist sliding up and down my cock. I started to speak, but she said "I liked what you did today outside with me. Since you rubbed my body, maybe I could rub part of yours." With one hand pumping my cock, she took her free hand and started massaging my young balls. This, with the sight of Mom's beautiful naked body, was just too much for me. My whole body went stiff, and my cock started erupting in her small hand. Her eyes widened as my cum shot into the air, half of it hitting her chest, and the other half running down her little fingers. Before I could say anything Mom lowered her head and took the end of my cock in her mouth, sucking any cum that I had left out of my cock and into her throat. My cock stayed hard for her as my orgasm passed, but I was still so turned on I couldn't stand it. And so was she - "Paul, have you ever tasted a woman before?" "No, Mom, of course not. I haven't even been touched by anyone before tonight. But I've seen it in videos before over at Steve's house, I think I know what to do."

With that, Mom started to position her pussy over my face, while she could still reach my cock. I remembered this as being the "69 position" that I had seen before. I always wondered what was so great about putting your mouth on a woman's pussy. But I was about to find out. Mom pressed herself back against my face, and I leaned forward and kissed her cunt. The lips were slippery and swollen, not really what I expected. But somehow she tasted GOOD. So I kissed her again and the second time I licked her. Mom went wild. She took my cock and forced her mouth completely down my shaft until I could feel her lips wrapped around the base. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, licking all over her swollen clit. With my eyes open, all I could see in this position was her perfect little ass in my face. I couldn't help myself. I took my tongue and ran it from her clit all the way up to that puckered ass of hers. Even that tasted wonderful. I pushed my tongue in as far as I could, then I ran it all around her opening, then back down to her pussy. All this time Mom was hungrily sucking up and down my prick. Fuck, I had to be swollen twice the size as normal, and I knew I was twice as sensitive. My balls were tight and I knew I was going to cum soon. Mom did too, because as I got closer, she got wetter and wetter, humping her pussy all over my face. I couldn't take more than a minute or two of this. I held onto her hips and shoved my tongue as far in her swollen pussy as I could, at the same time shoving my hips towards her head. Mom squealed as my first shot hit the back of her throat, and all of a sudden her pussy released on my face, completely drenching me. Her lips throbbed and her hole spasmed around my tongue as she came all over my young face. I could feel her swallowing my cum, and after the first couple of squirts I felt her pull her face back and start rubbing my cock all over her lips and cheeks. We had just made each other cum, and HARD! I kept licking her while she stroked my cock, coaxing what was left of my balls out of me and onto her face.

We lay there for a couple of Moments, then Mom raised off of me and turned to lay next to me on the bed, facing me. We wrapped our arms around each other and she kissed me, deeply. I could taste my own cum, and I knew she could taste hers, as we lay there holding our naked bodies close to one another...

The next morning when I awoke, I was alone. We had fallen asleep in each other's arms the night before, but I was a little disappointed that she wasn't there with me now. And I was REALLY disappointed that nothing more had happened. But it was still a mindblowing experience, to say the least. To actually find myself 69ing with my own Mother, and to top it off, we came together. I didn't know how incredible it could be to be intimate with another person, and I sure didn't expect it to be my Mother. I reached down and felt that my cock was still a little sticky from where I had came so much, and I was a little sore, too. I had gotten myself off several times just thinking about Mom yesterday, and then actually came twice with her. What had gotten into me? Was I so horny that I was focusing on Mom? I didn't know. She had been the one to first make contact last night. Maybe I just shouldn't worry about it.

I was still horny from thinking about what had happened, but I was hungry too, and the hunger won out. I put my shorts on and found myself downstairs in the kitchen, looking for what was left of the pizza I got last night. On the table I found a note from Mom saying that she had to work at the bake sale with Karen today. Karen was one of the women that she "hung out" with on her nights out. With Dad gone so much, and me in school, Mom had to find things to occupy her time. And even though it was summer, those commitments were still there from the rest of the year. This time it happened to be a bake sale for a local church. I knew that these things usually lasted till about 4:00 or so, and it was now 11:00, so I had plenty of time to waste until she got home.

After finding the pizza, I headed for the living room and sat down to watch TV. It seemed like every channel that I went to, there were women half dressed, which normally would be great, but right now it made me keep thinking of Mom and last night. Finally after about an hour I just couldn't stand it anymore. I went upstairs and rummaged through the dirty laundry, and found what I was looking for - the white bathing suit Mom had on yesterday. Well, part of it anyway - what I was interested in was the bikini bottoms. So finding what I needed, I headed to my room, bikini in hand, and shrugged my shorts onto the floor. Then lying back on my bed, I started thinking of Mom, how these very bikinis were wet at the crotch from her getting my suntan lotion massage in the sun yesterday, and how we pleasured each other so sweetly last night. My cock was as hard as a fucking rock, and as I stroked it with one hand, I inhaled the sweet aroma of my own Mother's pussy from the bikini bottoms she had worn the day before. Damn this was good, and my orgasm wasn't going to take long. Or at least I thought...

As my cock was close to going off, I glanced over to the door, and there stood Mom. FUCK! I didn't even hear her come in. I was caught. "Paul, Paul, what am I going to do with you? You can't keep doing this kind of thing. I've got to do something to get your mind off of masturbating and watching women like you watched me yesterday." Uh, oh, she DID see me watching her. I was afraid of that. "I guess there's only one thing left." Mom was wearing a flowered dress that came down to her knees, and what I figured was tan pantyhose and black heels. She reached under her dress and proceeded to pull her white panties down and kick them into the floor. She didn't have pantyhose on, she had on a black garter belt and stockings. Damn, I didn't think Mom owned anything like that. Not my proper Mother who just came back from a bake sale. "Karen will be back to get me in about half an hour, so we don't have much time. I'm supposed to be eating my lunch, but I guess this is more important." With that, she took the bikini bottoms from my hand and tossed them into the floor. "You won't be needing these," she said in a rather excited voice. I just laid there and stared at her, mostly in shock from being caught masturbating by the one person that I cared most about.

After dropping the bikini, Mom hiked her dress up and proceeded to straddle my cock, bringing her pussy right to the tip of my cock. Then she reached down, and grasping my cock she rubbed the head all over her wet lips and dark, curly pubic hair. Then without warning she started to sink her weight down on me. Slowly she eased herself down on my member, first the head pressing it's way into her hole, then slowly the shaft disappeared until her ass was resting on my balls. "Mmm, you feel just right. I should have done this last night when I had the chance." Just right? I didn't think I was big enough to please a girl, let alone a woman, but Mom seemed to be enjoying it, so I wasn't about to complain. When she hit bottom she let go of her dress and let it fall around our joined bodies, then she pressed her hands against my chest and, supporting herself, started riding up and down on my prick. Ohh, she felt so good on me. I reached up and undid the front of her dress, and fortunately her bra unfastened in the front, giving me easy access to her little titties. For being so small, the nipples were very erect, and as I found by leaning up and sucking one of them into my mouth, they were very sensitive, too. I had fantasized about seeing those titties, and now here they were, one in one hand and the other being sucked into my hungry mouth. Mom just shut her eyes and leaned her head forward over me while she enjoyed my cock being in her. I was already so horny to begin with, that I knew I couldn't take much, and from the way she was acting, she couldn't either. After just a few strokes Mom was panting and starting to ride my cock like crazy, but I just couldn't hold out. My young cock started exploding in Mom's wet cunt. I tried to hold out, but I just couldn't stop. Blast after blast shot out of my prick into my own Mother's pussy.

Mom could feel my cum shooting into her, and she got this disappointed look on her face. Although she kept riding me, she said "Oh Paul, I was so close baby. Mother needs to cum so bad." She had figured that it was over, but I knew better. I was so aroused by getting my cock into Mom that I wasn't about to stop with just one orgasm. I put my hands on her waist and tossed her next to me on the bed, then lifting her legs up, I kneeled between them and entered her again. Her dress rode up this time and I could clearly see myself sliding deep into her. This time I pumped in her as hard as I could. My balls were smacking that small little ass of hers, and with her high heels up on my shoulders, she was spread wide open for me. I fucked Mom as hard as I could, her tiny titties shaking about, and her head rolling back and fourth in desperate passion. She reached down and started rubbing her clit hard, trying her best to cum. Finally I lifted her legs until her ass was off the bed and slammed in as fast as I could, pulling out with each stroke so that my entire length would enter her. Then, Mom's body tensed up and it happened. Her whole body started to shake, her gasping for air, and her pussy spasming around my cock. I continued fucking into her, taking those long deep strokes, when suddenly I pulled out too far and when I shoved forward, my whole length went up her tiny ass. I thought her pussy felt good, but this was incredible. I wondered why she was suddenly so tight until after a few strokes I realized where I was. And with the way it felt, I didn't care. Hell, I loved looking at Mom's ass anyway, I might as well fuck it, too. Mom was so enraptured in her own orgasm that she just started grunting and fucking back at me, trying to get more of me in her ass. My cockhead was going so deep into her ass, when suddenly Mom's eyes got really big.

"I don't fucking believe it; I'm going to have an orgasm from your big cock up my ass. Paul, how could you make me feel this good? Fuck, what have I been missing?" Then she leg go... Mom's whole body started convulsing again, this time harder than ever, and as I pressed into her I could feel her ass spasming around my cock, just like her pussy did, only so much more powerful. My prick just let loose inside her, and my second load started to empty into her, only this time in her tight shit hole. Wave after wave racked our bodies until all I could do was hold onto her legs and feel her warmth around my shaft.

After a few minutes Mom looked over at the clock on my desk. "Damn, Karen will be here any minute. We sure don't want her to see this, do we?" Slowly and very reluctantly, I withdrew from my Mother's ass. As the head popped out, little traces of my cum started seeping out. I looked down and could see that the same thing had happened to her pussy from where I unloaded in her before, too. I handed Mom her bikini bottoms again, and she used them to wipe herself as clean as she could. Then she stood up and re-buttoned the top to her dress. Turning around, she asked "Is anything showing on my dress?"

"No, I can't see anything," I told her.

"Good. It's a good thing I wore a flowered dress like this. I can feel your cum on it, but at least no one can tell. Wait a minute, I'll be right back." Mom went into her bedroom and then came back in, holding a fresh pair of panties, and then proceeded to put them on under her dress. When she was finished, she picked up the ones that she had on when she came home and handed them to me. "I'll be back in about four hours. But in case you start missing me again, maybe the smell of these will help you to think of me." And with that, she left as quickly as she got home. After just a few minutes I heard a car horn outside, and I knew that it must have been her friend Karen picking her up. Seems like we had just made it. This was all so incredible, I just couldn't believe it. I sure wished I could tell someone, but no one would believe it. And if they did, they would think I was some kind of pervert for doing it with my own Mother. But still, my cock had went from being in my hand yesterday, to being in her mouth, pussy, and even ass today. Surely she wouldn't tell anyone either, would she?

After my lunchtime encounter with Mom, I was just exhausted. It was only the afternoon, but after that incredible sex, I was just worn out. Heck, it must have been good for a thirteen year old to be sleepy afterwards! Mom left me her bikini bottoms so I could think of her while she was gone, and I sure did - I fell asleep with them at my face.

I must have slept about an hour, and when I woke up I saw that Mom should be back from her bake sale in another couple of hours. So I went in and got a quick shower, then headed back downstairs for the second time today. I decided to go out back and walk through the woods behind our house some, so I left the back door unlocked, left a note for Mom, and headed out. I was feeling a little down, because Dad was supposed to be back tomorrow, and I knew that was going to put an end to me and Mom for a while. It was strange, everything has happened so fast, we really haven't had a chance to speak of what was happening between us. That was about to change.

I got back from my walk, right after Mom got home. "Paul, come in here for a minute." Mom was in the living room, calling for me. "Sit down, I think we need to talk. I know that you are a young boy and your hormones are going crazy, but I really shouldn't have taken advantage of you like I did."

Taken advantage of me? Hmmm....

"Anyway, I'm sorry, and I really don't think this should happen again. It's just that with your father away for so long, I just couldn't help it. It's already been a month, and, well I just couldn't help it. Things aren't that good when he's here anyway."

"It's okay, Mom. I understand. But I really don't want to stop what we are doing."

"I know you don't, Paul, but we really have to. I just have to have more control, and you do, too. You'll have a girlfriend soon enough, and she can take care of things like this when the time is right."

Damn! There goes that setup. Fortunately Mom was a little uncomfortable and left the room, or I'd probably have started crying right there in front of her. The last thing I wanted to happen was for this to end. The next day Dad came home, and everything seemed fine. Mom kind of watched what she wore around me, I could tell, and fortunately Dad didn't say anything, so she must not have told him. I figured things were just as she had said they would be. Mom never said anymore about it, and I figured it was just as well. A week went by, and Dad left for yet another business trip. As I said, he was usually gone anyway, but things had been so confusing the week before that I didn't know what to expect. But after he left, nothing changed. Mom still wore the kind of things she wore while he was home, and still didn't bring up what happened again. I wanted so much to start something with her again, but I was afraid to. So I spent the week that Dad was gone trying to get peeks of her, without being too obvious. Things were at least normal, and I didn't want them to get worse because of my own horniness. My hand would just have to do.

I felt a little let down again the day before Dad was supposed to get back, because I knew that with him gone there was at least a chance for me with Mom again. I went upstairs to use the bathroom, and as I did I heard the phone ring. When I came back out, I heard Mom yelling on the phone. "You'll be back when!?! That's another fucking week! What about your family?" then a loud slam! Well, doesn't look like Dad will be back yet. Maybe I'll get lucky again, who knows. Then I heard Mom pick up the phone to call someone. "Yeah, Karen, do you feel like doing something tonight? That ass called and told me he would be another week or more, and I just want to get away. No, Paul will be fine, don't worry. I just need to get drunk or something." Shit, Mom never drank. This must be worse than I thought. Then Mom called up to me, "Paul, I'll be back later tonight. Don't get into trouble, okay?" "Sure Mom, don't worry about me. I'll be all right."

So here I was, horny as hell, and in complete shock because I overheard Mom say she was going to get drunk. She never did anything like that. I kind of wanted to see how far I could get with Mom drunk, but then again, I could end up even worse than I was now. So I just tried to put it out of my head. At least I could try to have some kind of control. Then again, a chance like this doesn't come very often.

Time stood still all evening. I fixed myself something to eat, and watched some more television. In the country there's not much to do anyway, and with Mom being busy all the time, I was used to fending for myself. Hell, I enjoyed the time alone - I didn't have to feel like someone was watching my every move. Finally 11p came, and I knew Mom would be home soon. At least I figured, although being drunk never played a part in her schedule before. But I was right. I made it to the top of the stairs just as the door opened. "Janet, let's get you over to the couch." It was Karen, basically carrying Mom in the door, although I don't know how she could. She was staggering herself. By the time Mom got on the couch, she was out cold. She didn't even have a chance. I kind of stuck around the top of the stairs, waiting for Karen to leave. Maybe I could get Mom to be "close" to me again like she was earlier and last night. As I stood and watched, I started getting hornier, and for some reason instead of noticing Mom, I started noticing Karen. She was pretty much the opposite of Mom. She had large breasts, and was kind of big all over. Not overly heavy, but probably about 180 pounds or more. I really hadn't noticed her much before, but she was really looking nice to me right now. She had blonde curly hair, and was wearing a dark green skirt and button up blouse, and black stockings and heels. As I said, she was quite the opposite of Mom.

I watched for about five minutes, then Karen got up and kind of staggered around, and started heading for the stairs. Uh, oh, I figured I'd better get out of sight, but quick. I dodged into my room and got under the covers. I was already down to my underwear, hoping I could get it on with Mom again. I heard footsteps, then the bathroom light came on next to my room. It made sense now, Karen just needed to use the bathroom. I waited for her to leave, and it seemed to take forever. My cock was hard from the anticipation of going down and seeing what I could do with Mom, and it was getting quite uncomfortable, so I eased my underwear off under the covers and waited. After about ten minutes the bathroom light went off and I saw a shadow in the doorway. I could tell by the shape that it was Karen. "Paul, you awake?" What could I do. I wasn't thinking straight anyway, so I told her yeah. "I just wanted to check on you before I left. Mmmm, does it feel kind of warm in here?" She walked over to the bed and looked down. I looked too, and saw that she had noticed my cock sticking up under the covers. "You know, me and your Mom talk a lot. She tells me almost everything. We've been friends for a long time." Karen took hold of the cover and slowly pulled it down to my ankles, my cock sticking up in the air for her to see. "I don't think she would mind, do you, Paul?" With that she slowly wrapped her fingers around my fat eight-inch cock. It felt like electricity. Her fingers were really cool, and my cock was so hot. Slowly she rubbed her hand up and down my shaft, already coaxing precum from me. "Your Mom really wants you, Paul. She's just afraid. She told me how horny she has been lately. She just doesn't want you to hate her." With that Karen lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth. Fuck, this was HEAVEN! Right now I didn't give a shit about Mom. Karen's mouth was better than Mom's pussy could have ever been. Her head bobbed up and down on me, and each time she went down my cock touched the back of her throat. "Paul, I'm sorry, I can't help it... Ohhh, I just need it so bad." Karen took her hand and pushed it up under her skirt, obviously fingering the hell out of her blonde pussy. I started thrusting upwards, fucking her pretty face, when I just let loose. My cum hit the back of her throat, and Karen hungrily started sucking me harder, whimpering as she frigged her pussy. I could see in the moonlight that her eyes were shut tight as she milked my cock with her mouth. As my orgasm died down, she was still fingering herself hard. I pulled her face from my cock and said "Here, I can help with that." I stood up and guided her to the edge of the bed, then I had her get on her hands and kneed on the edge of the bed, while I stood behind her. Lifting her dress, I could see that her ass was fantastic. It was huge compared to Mom's. Her panties were already on the floor, so I just stepped forward, and inched my cock into her blonde box. Shit, she was tight! No wonder she came up to check on me, she obviously wasn't getting fucked. I ground my balls into her clit as I pressed my meat all the way into her. I grabbed hold of her big hips and slammed into her with all my might. If I didn't get any more from Mom, I was going to make this one worth while. I was hot and horny, and I had plenty of cum for Mom's friend. Over and over I slammed into her big blonde ass, Karen still whimpering. "Pauly, fuck me, fuck me so damned hard! Mmmmm... ohgodyes!" Her heavy breasts swayed under her (although still in a blouse and bra), as I banged up against her ass. When I thought I couldn't take anymore, her pussy started gripping my cock tighter, just like Mom's had. Karen was cumming, and I was going to cum with her. As her pussy spasmed, my cock let loose as I unloaded for the second time. I looked down and could see her soft asscheeks being smacked by my stomach with every push. I just seemed to cum and cum in her beautiful pussy, and her orgasm seemed like it would never stop.

As I pulled out, Karen begged "No, oh God NO! Please give me more. Just one more. I'm so fucking horny Paul. I'll do anything to make it up to you, just FUCK ME DAMNIT!" She would do anything for me? Hmmm, well how could I resist a request like that. Not that I was done anyway. Karen turned over on her back, and layed in the middle of the bed where I usually sleep. I had an idea, though. Before joining her, I reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. "What are you doing?" she asked. "I want to be able to see you while I fuck you. You are so pretty and sexy." Karen just smiled. "Oh, you're just saying that. Come here and give me some more of that."

Well, I wasn't just saying that, I meant it. Karen lifted her ass off the bed and pulled her skirt off, then came her stocking, and finally her blouse and bra. So there was my Mom's friend, completely naked, horny, and DRUNK, lying in my bed waiting for some cock. Looking at her laying there, her pillowy tits, and soft curves all over, long blonde hair, and that red lipstick that was smeared on her face and my cock, I almost came again. I got on the bed and eased myself on top of her, putting all my weight on her, and I kissed her. She tasted wonderful. Her mouth was actually cool tasting, and her lipstick felt funny on my own lips, kind of slippery. Of course that could have something to so with the load of cum I had unloaded in her mouth a little bit ago. Karen put her arms around me pulled me close to her. After kissing for a minute I started kissing down her neck, finally getting to those big titties. They had to have been three times the size of Mom's, probably a G-cup since they hung so low down her belly. Her nipples were hard, and they felt all stiff as I sucked first one and then the other into my mouth. All the while I was rubbing my cock up and down her hot pussy. I kissed my way back up to her mouth, and as I did, Karen reached down and guided my cock back to her wonderful pussy. I laid on top of her and pressed into her pussy. She lifted her legs and wrapped them as best she could around my waist, her soft thighs wrapping around me. This lifted her ass up slightly and made a perfect angle for my cock to fuck into her. And fuck into her I did. I started with slow strokes, but quickly I built back up to the violent thrusting that I had given her before. I was fucking her so hard that we couldn't even keep our mouths joined together. So I figured what the hell, and I raised up on my knees, and lifted her legs up onto my shoulders, just like I had done Mom. "Your Mother is so fucking stupid, Paul. To have someone here to fuck her like this, and she is letting it pass by."

I grabbed Karen's ankles and fucked into her slippery box hard, my balls slapping her big ass. Her tits jiggled up and down as her whole body jerked on the bed. Over and over I pumped her 40-year old pussy, which right now felt like the best thing on earth. Karen fucked back against me, taking me all the way inside of her. Her wet cunt made sucking sounds as it fucked itself on my shaft. She reached up and started pulling her nipples, her eyes closed tight, and her head rocking back and forth. My cock was starting to tingle, and I knew I didn't have much time left.

Suddenly Karen screamed: "Fuck YES! Oh, FUCK PAUL! My cunt, my cunt, oh, fuck my hot cunt. AAAAAAGHHHHHH!"

Her scream was ear piercing. Her whole body jerked and convulsed as her cunt grabbed my young cock tighter that I ever thought possible. Her toes curled up, and I shoved all the way in, shooting my third load of the night, deep into her pussy. I came so much that my cum was running out of her cunt, and was smeared all over her asscheeks, as well as my balls. Blast after blast shot out of my balls as I filled this gorgeous creature under me. My friends probably wouldn't touch her, seeing her age and weight, but I didn't care. She was like an angel to me right now.

After what seemed like minutes, we both calmed down and settled ourselves together. My cock was still in Karen as I laid on top of her, her boobs pressed against me, her warm flesh seeming to be all around me. It was a good thing Mom was passed out, because if she had heard that scream, we would have been dead. We laid together for about an hour, Karen mostly passed out, and me exhausted from that incredible fuck. I woke her up, and told her that she had better get her clothes back on in case Mom woke up and found us. She wasn't too drunk to know how bad that would be, and hurriedly gathered her clothes together and put them on in the bathroom. I did know that she couldn't drive home like that, so I suggested she go back down to the living room and sleep on the couch, and she agreed.

The next morning they both woke up before I did, and went into the kitchen for some coffee. "Karen, I had the weirdest dream last night, but you are going to think I am so weird." "After what we talked about last night, I think you can tell me anything, Janet. What is it?" "Well, I had this dream that you and Paul were, well, having sex. I dreamed you were screaming his name as he fucked you." "That's not weird, in fact it's really interesting."

Monday afternoon, I was in for a surprise. I had told Mom that morning that I was planning on doing some sunbathing myself (what else is there for a thirteen-year old boy to do in my situation). What I didn't know was that Mom had invited Karen over for the afternoon, too. Dad was going to be back that weekend if he didn't cancel his trip home again like last time, and I guess Mom figured it would be a good way for her and Karen to talk. At least, that is what I thought she had in mind. It had been a couple of days since the incident with Mom and Karen being drunk, and I had just spent my time thinking of it and masturbating, when I wasn't doing anything else. It was one thing to fuck Mom, but to fuck her friend, too, and so easily. It just didn't seem like it could be possible. I was sure getting my sex education from some experienced ladies. The way Karen acted in my bed, she must never get sex. Anymore, I kind of figured Mom didn't get any besides the two times with me, either.

It hit about 1p, and I decided to head on out. I didn't see Mom anywhere so I figured she must have been in her bedroom or something. Didn't matter, because it didn't affect my plans any. I went out back and laid out a towel in the grass. As I had said before, it was pretty secluded, so there was really no need to even dress to go out back, but I didn't want to push things with Mom after the talk she gave me. I just wore my black shorts. They are kind of skimpy on me, but I didn't figure anyone would notice anyway. I also didn't see any reason to wear anything underneath. I put the suntan lotion that Mom bought on myself as best I could, and laid down on my stomach.

A few minutes after I laid down, I heard a car out front. Must have been Karen, but it didn't matter. She wouldn't see me out here anyway. When she pulled up Mom heard her and came downstairs to meet her.

Mom greeted her friend and invited her into the kitchen for some tea. She knew I was outside, and she knew that sitting in the kitchen the topic would turn to me. They sat at the table for a while, basically making small talk, when Mom noticed Karen looking out the window every chance she could.

"He's really something, isn't he? I know he's my son, but just look at him. I can't hardly fight the urge to." "Then why fight it, Janet? Sure, he's your son, but he's still a man. Well, almost."

"I know, I know. I keep thinking about what happened over and over. It get's me so wet. I even keep thinking of the dream I had, about you and him, Karen."

"It doesn't make you mad?"

"Well, it did at first. But now I'm to the point that it turns me on thinking of you with my son. I wasn't you to see how good he is. What am I saying though. I'm talking about you having sex with him, when I can't even do it."

"I asked you once already, why don't you just do it? If you enjoy it, and he does too, then it doesn't matter. Is it your husband?"

"No, although it is partly him. If we had sex more often I wouldn't want to do this with Paul."

Just as they got to this point in their conversation, I decided to turn over. It must have been fate, because I didn't know what I was in for. As I laid on my back, I started noticing the sun coming down on me, things started going around in my mind, and my cock got hard. It was all I could do not to touch the tent in my shorts, but I didn't want to risk getting caught, although I didn't think I would be watched or anything anyway.

"Janet, fucking look at that! He's hard right now! You have to do something. Don't make him suffer like that, or yourself."

"Swear you won't tell anyone?"

"Tell? Have I told yet? I just want to at least watch."

"okay, I just have to. I don't believe I'm doing this in front of you." With that Mom slid her shorts and top off, along with her panties and bra. Within seconds she was quietly walking out the back door, naked, coming towards me, with her friend watching intently.

Next thing I knew I looked up and saw Mom kneeling down over my shorts on her knees, pulling my shorts to the side and letting my cock pop out. "I'm sorry, honey, I just have to...," and then my cock disappeared down her throat. Her head couldn't have bobbed up and down more than six or seven times when I just let loose, Mom stroking up and down my shaft with her long fingers as I unloaded my cock in her mouth. Seeing my cum oozing out from the corners of Mom's mouth was all Karen could take. She stripped out of her clothes just as quickly as Mom had, and she stood close by the kitchen window. Her fingers were already rubbing her horny blonde slit as she stood and watched me fucking my Mom's mouth.

Mom pulled her head up and started tugging my shorts down. "Oh, Paul, I'm so glad you're thirteen. If that was the only orgasm I was getting, I'd be so disappointed." Fuck, that wasn't by any means the only orgasm she was getting from me. I hadn't had anything except my fist in days, and I needed this as bad as she did. After pulling my shorts completely off, Mom climbed on top of me, and as quickly as my cock went in her mouth, she lowered her pussy down on my shaft and started fucking me. It wasn't like before - she seemed to be filled with lust, like she NEEDED this. I know I did! I grabbed hold of Mom's hips and thrust up into her. Her little titties barely moved as she rode my cock. She did manage to lower herself down to kiss me. She had on red lipstick that smeared all over my lips as she brought her face to mine. Her mouth tasted so sweet, just like before. She was slamming her little ass up and down my cock as she rode me wildly.

In the meantime Karen's pussy was slamming on something, too: her fingers. She squeezed her nipples as she finger fucked herself, watching her best friend riding her son's cock. A cock that she had once and needed again. Her head was filled with lust too, and her fingers weren't going to be enough this time. She needed a male.

Karen was so horny, she only hoped that Mom wouldn't get mad at her for coming out and trying to join us. As Mom pulled her lips from mine, I looked up and saw Karen standing above my face, her blonde pussy glistening, her nipples hard on her big boobs, and a pleading look on her face. She spoke to Mom... "Janet, please let me... Not his cock, not yet. I need to cum so bad. Oh, I need this cock in me, Karen." I thought Karen was going to cry, when I looked up at her and flicked my tongue out. I didn't need to say anything. Next thing I knew Karen was squatting down on my face. "I'm sorry, Janet, don't hate me. I had to." Mom grabbed Karen's arms and brought her close. "I know, I had to, too. Enjoy him with me." Mom held Karen close, Karen's big tits bouncing around from the pumping I was giving Mom, and she ground her pussy into my face. I was in heaven. Not only my Mom on my prick, but her best friend on my face. I licked Karen as good as I knew how. I licked all over her sweet clit, and down to her wet, rubbery pussy lips, her blonde hair rubbing all over my smooth face. Karen had a big ass, but I loved it. I reached up and held onto her big ass as she rode my face, rode my tongue, sometimes licking my way back to her ass. Then it happened. It felt like an earthquake on top of me. Karen and Mom screamed out at the same time, and they both held each other tight and kissed. Unfortunately I didn't get to see that, but what I did see was Karen's beautiful cunt all over me. Then they really hit. Mom sat down hard on me and I felt her pussy start to squeeze me, and I felt Karen's pussy pulsing on my tongue. I couldn't help it, I had to let go. My cock released inside of Mom, shooting so hard I could hardly stand it. These two women were fucking the hell out of me, and Mom got the orgasm she wanted so badly. Our orgasms lasted for what seemed like minutes, when both Mom and Karen rolled off of me, into the grass. My cock was still hard as a rock, though. I had at least one more orgasm in me, and this time it was going to be Karen getting it.

Mom and Karen both laid in the grass, exhausted. When I stood up, they both looked like they could go to sleep. And it startled the hell out of Karen when I got on my knees in between her legs and, grabbing her ankles, raised her legs up and apart, opening them for me. She looked at me and said, "I didn't think I would get it like this, too. Your Mom really is lucky. I hope she doesn't fuck it up." "Don't worry Karen" Mom spoke up, "I won't, as long as this stays between the three of us." FUCK! I struck fucking gold! This wasn't going to end after all. But with my joy, it was time to get back to business. Slowly I leaned forward and eased my cock into Karen. "Oh, damn Paul, this is so good. I wondered what you would be like." And then she gave me a wink. Mom didn't know about the other night! I held onto Karen's ankles and started thrusting into her, hard. My balls started slapping her big ass while her thighs pressed against me. Her tits were bouncing all over the place. A huge contrast to Mom's petite body. And I loved it! I fucked into Mom's friend over and over again, loving the feel of her warm, horny pussy on my young dick. I wondered what Mom was going to do, just watching us, but I didn't have to wonder long. She got up and walked over to Karen just like Karen had walked over to me earlier. "If we are going to share Paul, it looks like we should probably get used to each other's bodies, too, Karen." Mom then dropped to her knees and lowered her pussy down to Karen's mouth. Then she smiled at me. "Now that's more like it. No need for any of us to get left out."

As Mom got within an inch of Karen's face, Karen's tongue darted out to meet her wet, now stretched pussy. But she got more than just her first tasted of Mom's pussy juice. As Mom pushed down on her friend's face, my cum started to dribble out of her pussy and all over Karen's lips. As I looked down I could see my sperm oozing out of Mom's box. I sure couldn't take that. I started fucking Karen as hard as I could, and Mom and I both held onto ankles as I jammed into her. Karen's tongue ran all over Mom's cunt, tickling her swollen lips and engorged clit. This time it was me going of first. My prick swelled up even bigger than before and my cum started squirting into Karen. She fucked back against my cock as I jammed into her. As I cried out Mom's eyes closed tightly and she too let loose, rubbing her cummy pussy all over Karen's face. Karen's pussy started spasming all over my cock as she exploded with us, gripping me even tighter than Mom had.

Finally I just had to pull out, having reached my third orgasm. But as I sat back on the towel, instead of getting off of Karen, Mom leaned down on her, getting into the same 69 position that we were in the first night we were together. From where I was sitting I could see Mom spreading Karen's pussy and licking up and down her slit. This was unbelievable. Mom and her best friend were eating my cum out of each other's pussy! I watched as they hungrily ate each other's cunts, writhing around together in the grass in our own back yard. I thought my cum with Karen was all I could take, but no, I was still too horny from seeing this sight.

I walked around behind Mom. As I looked down at her ass, I could see Karen looking up at me from between Mom's legs. I knelt behind Mom's ass, with my legs on either side of Karen's head, and I pressed my cock back into my Mother. I held onto her little hips as my cock disappeared into her pussy. Since Karen was pinned under us, her pussy still being attacked by Mom's hungry mouth, she decided to take care of what was in front of her - by licking and sucking on my balls. I usually didn't play with my balls while I masturbated, but this was just incredible. My balls were pretty much hairless anyway, and Karen had no problem with bathing them with her pretty mouth and tongue. This time Karen and Mom came together, pressing their bodies together in the grass, and as I worked my cock in and out of Mom I remembered the last time I was with her, and the special thing we did. I pulled out of her pussy, and right in front of Karen's face, I inserted my cock up my Mother's ass. She was so fucking horny that she just started cumming all over again, this time with my cock buried up her ass. I spread her cheeks and shoved into her, Karen looking wide-eyed at the sight in front of her. Mom hadn't told her about this part. I jammed my cock up Mom's ass, when suddenly I knew I was going to cum. I pulled out and aimed my cock right at Karen's startled face and lost it. Although this was my fourth orgasm in less than an hour, it was explosive. With Mom working on her pussy, Karen's startled look disappeared as she flicked her tongue out to catch what little cum wasn't splashing on her cheeks and chin.

By now it was about 2:30p, and we were so exhausted that our little get together had to end - besides the fact that we were all going to get sunburned if we didn't get in soon. In fact, I could tell that Mom had burnt, as her back was getting pretty red. This would later play into my favor.

That evening after the incident with Mom and Karen, me and Mom were sitting in the living room watching television. Mom hadn't said anything to me about what had happened. The only time she did was when she was scolding me for masturbating or something. But now I knew everything was okay from the comment she made to me and Karen about how this didn't have to end. I sure knew I didn't want it to. Hell, I would be fucking her right now except for the fact that I was exhausted, and so was she. I also noticed that my back was burning. With all the positions we were in, all of us ended up with the sun beating down on our back, and none of us had any lotion on, except for what I had put on the parts of myself that I could reach, which didn't happen to include my bath. As we watched TV, I could tell that Mom was rather uncomfortable. She kept leaning off the back of the couch, trying to give her back a rest.

Tomorrow was when Dad was due home. After about two weeks of being gone, it was about time he spent some time with his family. Not that I really cared, anyway. I hardly ever saw him, and for me this was just going to make things harder with me and Mom. After getting off the phone, Mom called for me to come into her bedroom. When I came in, she was wearing a beige colored, short nightgown, with matching panties. She was sitting on a stool in front of her mirror. "Paul, your father will be home in the morning. My back is just killing me, so would you mind rubbing some cream on it for me? I want to at least be comfortable when he is here. I don't know if he wants me to even be laying out in the sun while he is gone. Heh, if he only knew, huh?" "Sure Mom, I'll help you out."

I walked behind her and she raised her nightgown over her head and laid it on the dresser. She closed her eyes as I began massaging the cream into her small back. She was red as fire, so I doubted that this was going to help much. Slowly I rubbed my hands all over her shoulder blades, working up to her shoulders, then back down to the small of her back. She looked so sexy sitting there in just her silky beige panties. As soon as I walked in I was hard as a rock, but I didn't expect anything to happen. We were both so tired. I worked up and down her back, then I worked my way around her sides and around to her chest. I watched in the mirror as my hands worked their way all over Mom's beautiful little titties. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles, and about the same size. She sighed as I worked all over her breasts, squeezing them softly, loving the feel of her naked skin under my touch.

I worked on Mom for about twenty minutes, and I knew I wasn't going to be able to take much more of this if I kept it up. She knew it, too. After a very sad "thank you" from Mom, I left her bedroom, feeling kind of let down, though knowing that even though it was our last night without Dad in the house, we just didn't have it in us to make love again.

The following morning I woke from the phone ringing. It was probably Dad saying he would be home shortly. Instead of hearing what I thought I would hear, I heard Mom yelling into the phone again, just like last time Dad called. After only a few minutes, Mom called me downstairs. She looked like she had been crying, but I didn't know if it was from being sad, or from being angry.

"Paul, I don't know how to tell you this, but I have to do it and get it over with. Your Dad isn't coming home. He said that he just doesn't want me anymore and I'm not worth the trouble of coming home to." Then she started to cry. I took her in my arms and just held her. I didn't know if I was glad I didn't have to deal with him, or mad that he had hurt Mom. I guess a little of both. She just shook in my arms as she sobbed. "Paul, if our relationship hadn't developed like it has over the last couple of weeks, I don't know what I would do. I just feel like we will be okay together, just you and me." Then she broke down again.

Over the next three days I tried to comfort Mom the best I could. Physically I tried to touch her as much as I could, just to make her feel wanted, but I didn't try anything sexual. I really didn't want to push things. But I found I wasn't going to have to.

On the fourth evening Mom and I had dinner and afterwards Mom said that she had to go upstairs to her bedroom. I didn't think anything of it, until she called me to come up to her about ten minutes later. As I walked in the door, there lay Mom on the bed wearing that same silk beige nightgown, only this time without panties. She was laying there on her back with her feet facing me, and her legs spread wide open. She wasn't making any secret of what she wanted from me.

"I'm so sorry for taking so long to come around, Paul. It's just this thing with your father. You have been here for me emotionally, and now I need you physically."

Hot damn, I was finally going to get back to what I wanted most of all. In less than a minute I was stripped naked and ready to go, my hardon ready for Mom's touch.

"Paul, let me show you how much you mean to me. Do what you want with me!"

That was all I needed. I told Mom to lay on her side. I grabbed a jar of vaseline and laid down behind her, so that we were in sort of a spoon position, with her ass sticking back out towards me, right in front of my crotch. Then I took my finger and first scooped up some of the vaseline, then I took it and I started smearing it all over Mom's ass.

"Oooh, Paul, I didn't know you liked my ass this much. You mean you would rather have my ass than my pussy?"

"Not all the time Mom, but right now I do." As I finished rubbing the lubricant all over Mom's ass, I laid down the jar and reached for my cock. My cock must have been as hard as it had ever been at this point, knowing what I was about to do. Slowly I gripped my cock with one hand and slid the head back and forth between Mom's asscheeks. Her ass was small anyway, and only the head would disappear between her cheeks. I kept rubbing my cock back and forth across her backside, all the while Mom not saying a word. She still had her nightgown on, and it had ridden up right above the small of her back, giving me a perfect view of everything from the waist down. I scooted forward just a little bit, my knees touching the backs of her legs, then slowly I entered her. She was unbelievably tight. As I pressed forward the head of my penis started easing it's way inside. The tight ring of her ass held my cockhead firmly. I had fucked her twice in the ass before, but it wasn't like that. It was just in the middle of a fuck session. This time I was intentionally entering Mom's back hole.

I held my breath a second, then I started pushing again. This time my cockhead started entering the canal of her ass. I let go of my cock and put my hand on Mom's hip. Then I started pushing harder. It wasn't too hard with all the vaseline that I spread on her ass. Ever so slowly I entered Mom until my cock was buried all the way up her ass, my almost bare pubic mound pressing against her cheeks. I held my cock in the depths of her ass, loving the tightness and warmth. Then I felt Mom flex her ass muscles and start squeezing my cock with her ass. She hadn't done that before. She wasn't able to do that with her pussy, as far as I knew. But right now, in complete silence, Mom was milking my young cock with her ass.

Then Mom started to moan. I could tell from the way she lay there that she was savoring the feeling just like I was. I raised my hand up to rest on her waist, lifting the nightgown with it and exposing her naked hip in front of me. Then I started pumping her. Slowly at first, my cock started pulling out of her until just the head was inside, then I would ease it back up her ass. Mom groaned louder the more I fucked her. She took my hand in hers, and raised it up to her tits. With my hand under her nightgown, I was massaging the little pebbles on her breasts. She moaned more and more as I massaged her beautiful titties, and fucked her sweet ass. "Oh, yesssss, Paulie, fuck Mommy's tight ass. Mmmm, yes, that's soooo good baby. Give Mommy your baby seed!" Then I started slamming her harder. I was pulling my cock completely out of her ass now, and shoving it all the way back in with every thrust. Over and over I pummelled her ass, fucking her for all I was worth.

"Oh fuck Mom, I can't hold it much longer!"

"Don't baby, put it in me. Fill me, honey. Fill Mommy's tight ass."

I couldn't take it. My cock exploded in what had to be the hardest orgasm of my life. My cum started shooting into Mom's ass so hard I thought I was going to faint. Then her orgasm hit her. Her ass grabbed my cock so hard it felt like it would break it. Spasm after spasm hit both of us, my cock shooting what felt like quarts of cum into her ass, while her orgasm centered right inside of her ass instead of her pussy. When our orgasms died down, I couldn't hardly move. Slowly I pulled out her ass, and when I did it was completely stretched open. I never knew it could look like that. Then Mom spoke.

"Why did you pull out of me, baby?"

"Mom, I gotta go pee."

"Well, I can at least watch, can't I? I've never seen a man do that before."

"I don't know, Mom, it's kind of embarrassing."

"Please, baby, I want to see it. If you can stick your thing up my butt, then surely I can watch you pee." I guess she did have a point. With that we both went into the bathroom, turned on the light, and I stood in front of the toilet. My cock was still kind of hard, but not completely at this point. Mom pulled her nightgown over her head and knelt down beside me, taking my cock in her hand. It took about a minute, but finally I couldn't hold it any longer, and a stream of piss started shooting out or my cock. Mom's eyes almost bugged out.

"Shit, I never thought it would look like that! Oh, Paul." Then she took her other hand and placed it under the stream of piss, and brought it up to my cock and my balls. It felt really warm, and surprisingly good. I was starting to get excited, and so was Mom. So I decided if she wanted to feel my piss, I would let her. I took my cock in my hand and turned towards her. My piss started gushing all over Mom's titties and chest. It shocked her at first, then she started massaging it into her skin. My piss was running down her stomach, off her pussy, and into the floor. Just as it started to die down, she took me back in her hand and, closing her eyes, aimed it at her face! Son of a bitch, I was pissing on my Mother's face, and enjoying it! As I stopped pissing, Mom opened her eyes and her mouth, and a little bit of my piss dripped into her mouth. She kind of winced at the taste, but I could tell that after she got used to it, she really enjoyed it.

"Paul, I'm sorry I did that. I've just always fantasized about someone doing that to me, and I just figured that since we could do anything in front of each other, then."

"Mom, don't worry. I really liked it. In fact, I'd love to see you do that sometime."

"Oh, you would, would you? We'll have to see what Mommy can do about that."

"Do you have to pee?" I asked her.

"A little, but I know if I had a good orgasm then I would have to even more." I could take a hint.

"Well, Mom, you said we could do whatever I wanted. So come in here with me." I led her back to the bedroom, and laid on my back. "Come over here and stand above my face, facing my dick." She did as she was told, then I told her, "Now, squat down above my face." When she did this, her pussy was right in front of my mouth. How my cum kept from running out of her ass like this, I didn't know. But what I did know what that her sweet pussy was now in front of me to pleasure. I stuck my tongue out and ran it all over her wet pussy. Her lips and clit were swollen HUGE from where she was so horny and her pussy didn't get satisfied. I did the best I could, sucking on her big lips and sticking my tongue into her sweetness. After only a Moment she was gripping her tits and screaming, rubbing her cream all over my face. As her orgasm ended, the piss started. She held as still as she could, and her lips seemed to swell even more. Then I saw the small opening above her pussy hole start to open just a little, followed by a huge gush of piss.

"Oh, Paul, oh, it's so good. It's almost like cumming!"

As her piss flowed out of her cunt, I raised my face slightly and started licking her pussy, letting her piss flow all over my tongue and my lips. Mom started coming again, and when her pussy started spasming for the second time, her pee started coming out with a rhythm. Every time her pussy tightened, the pee stopped, then in between spasms it would flow again. I couldn't help myself. Without even touching it, my cock went off, sending white ropes of cum through the air. Mom would later tell me that I went off about four feet in the air with my cum. As Mom stopped peeing all over me, she stood back on the floor, and went in to take a shower, leaving me with wet hair, a face full of piss, and cum all over myself from my explosion. I was filthy - and I never felt happier. As Mom came out of the shower I went in and took one myself. By the time I got done, Mom was waiting with her robe on. She had already changed her sheets and her pillow. She came over and gave me a deep kiss.

"Thanks, baby. We better get to bed now. Tomorrow will be a big day." A big day? What was going on tomorrow that I didn't know about?

Last night I spent a very kinky evening with Mom. I mean, we had anal sex and pissed on each other! I never dreamed I would like something as weird as that, but I can't wait until that happens again. Last night Mom told me that we were going to have a big day the next day. I had no idea what she meant, but I sure found out. Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with sex. That's how Mom is - first she is wanting really bad to have sex, then the next day she acts like nothing happened. Well, that's okay, because I know it won't be that long before we have some fun. But anyway, what it DID have to do with was moving Dad's stuff out. Most of it she gave away, and the rest she put into storage. In the process though, Mom hurt her back. Oh, it wasn't anything serious, but she went to the doctor and he said for her to do as little activity as possible. So there went anything sexual for us. But after getting Dad's stuff moved out, I got into a kind of "cleaning mode" were I decided to clean MY room out. Mom's room, and the rest of the house for that matter, looked so much better after getting Dad's shit out that I figured my room would look better, too. And with Mom out of commission, other than getting her whatever I could, my time was pretty well occupied. I found that I hadn't even masturbated for a few days. After about six days Mom started feeling better, and I guess going through her bedroom made her realize that a lot of her clothes were out of date. So she decided that we needed to go to the mall and shop. What I thought was going to happen was that her and I would go, and maybe even have a little fun while she tried clothes on. But this wasn't going to be the case.

The morning that we were going to go I heard her call her friend Karen. They talked for a little and then Mom told me what was going on. Karen acted like she wanted to go, so Mom invited her. Great, I thought! Not just one, but TWO. Karen hadn't been involved with us for a while. But then came the part that I didn't want to hear.

"Paul, Karen is going to bring Jennifer with her. So we are going to have to keep it straight. Jennifer doesn't know what's going on between me, you, and her Mom." Yep, Jennifer is Karen's daughter. I had only met her once, which was about two years ago. She is thirteen, the same age as me. But they live across town, so we haven't been in school together or anything like that. When Mom and Karen would ever do anything socially, it was usually at a third party's house, such as one of their other friends. And Karen had only been at our house a couple of times, about the time Dad left, so Jennifer was never in a position to be around me. I guess she just stayed at home like I did when Mom was out.

So this really sucked. Me, with two women I'd LOVE to fuck, in a situation that could have really been erotic, and Karen's daughter had to come along and fuck it up. Well, after sulking for about an hour, I decided to make the best of it.

About 10:30a we arrived at Karen's house, and her and Jennifer came out to meet us. Mom and Karen both looked pretty good, both wearing shorts and t-shirts. I guess they wanted something comfortable to change in and out of in the changing booths. But Jennifer looked fucking GREAT! Since I had only seen her once, and it was such a long time ago, I didn't know what to expect. Karen was pretty, so I should have assumed Jennifer was, too. But to say she was pretty was an understatement. She was similar to her Mother, yet she wasn't overweight at all like Karen was. She was about my height, nice firm legs, and little titties. From the looks of it not a whole lot smaller than my Mom's. She had a very pretty face with just a hint of freckles, and long, straight blonde hair. For just a second I wondered if she had any hair "down there." But the thought faded fast as she got into the car and we left, both of us in the back seat. She was wearing kind of loose black shorts, and a white t-shirt that was rather tight. She also had on white socks that folded down at the top, and white tennis shoes. I was already about to shoot if I didn't watch myself.

It was a long drive to the mall. Our town isn't real small, but it is too small for anyone to put a mall there. So it was a drive anytime that you wanted to get more than just usual stuff. All the way up there I just kept staring at Jennifer's legs. I couldn't help myself. Then when I would glance up at her, she would be looking back at me with her beautiful blue eyes. I felt like I was in love. I wasn't just horny for her, I felt different, but I didn't know what it was. No other girl at school had made me feel like this. When we would make eye contact, we would both quickly look away. I'm a VERY shy person, and from the looks of it, so was she. All the way there we just kept exchanging little glances, smiling, and looking away again. We didn't say a word, Mom and Karen did all the talking. For the first time in a long time I wasn't thinking sexually about either of them. Most of the time my mind can't get at least one of them out of my head, except for the work I had been doing cleaning my room out.

When we got to the mall, we all knew how we would be split up - Mom and Karen would go and buy their clothes, and me and Jennifer would basically entertain ourselves. So we got our times straight and decided that we would meet back in a few hours. We made our way from one store to the next, not doing anything really other than window shopping. But since we had such a late start and got there around lunch time, we quickly found ourselves in a small, fairly quiet place to get something to eat. Our Mother's had both given us some money, so we could get whatever we wanted. We just got a couple of sandwiches and found a place to sit. We made small talk, then things started getting interesting.

"Paul, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't see why anyone would go out with me."

She kind of blushed and said, "Don't say that. I bet lots of girls would. I would!"

I couldn't believe it, she was interested in me, too. She told me that she didn't have a boyfriend either, and her Mom said she wouldn't be allowed to date for a long time. "Mom doesn't like me around boys. The only person she has said anything good about has been you. She really seems to like you. She even told me how the other girls in school say you're really 'big' down there."

Yeah, I thought, she sure does. She likes my cock, that is. Well, at least I knew that I was one person who was in good with her Mom. So we kept talking like this, and loosening up with each other. I had to keep reminding myself that she had no idea of what was going on with me and her Mom, or MY Mom, for that matter. And she seemed to be attracted to me, unlike any of the girls in school.

So, we started getting closer and closer, then we finally finished our meal and decided to look around some more. We still had a couple of hours to kill. We wandered around a little, then found ourselves in a tape store. We looked at stuff together for a while, then went back walking around. As we were walking Jennifer reached over and started holding my hand! Girls have never wanted anything to do with me, let alone to be seen holding my hand, and in public at that. But I really enjoyed it. We walked around a while like that, then we found a department store that had a little bit of everything in it. Somehow we ended up walking around the women's underwear section. I guess it was the most romantic thing that we could agree on, without coming out and saying anything. As we stood looking up at the lingerie displayed on the wall, I maneuvered my way around so that I was standing behind Jennifer while we both looked up. I put my hands on her waist, and suddenly she pressed backwards, pressing her ass right against my cock. I couldn't believe it, she was really coming on to me!

"They are really sexy, aren't they?" she asked as we looked at the clothing on display.

"Yes, you are."

"That's so sweet," she said, turning around and looking me right in the eye, "No one's ever said anything like that to me before." Then she closed her eyes, leaned forward, and kissed me. HARD! We wrapped our arms around each other, and our tongues slipped into each other's mouths. We held tightly, then backed away. It wouldn't be a good idea for someone to see two thirteen-year olds making out in the lingerie area of a department store. Plus what if our Mothers were around? So we decided to play it safe, but for the rest of the day we stayed very close, stealing a little kiss here and there, and holding hands the whole time. We went back to the area that we were supposed to meet our Mothers at, and sat for a while, waiting and drinking a soda.

"Paul, have you ever, you know... with a girl?" What could I say?

I didn't want to lie to her. "Yes, I have. With two, actually."

"I thought you said you don't have a girlfriend."

"I don't, I don't. Don't worry about it." "Were they older than you, or younger?"

"Oh, definitely older. Jennifer, don't worry. That has nothing to do with us right now, does it?"

"No, I'm sorry. I guess I just feel a little jealous."

"Well, you don't have to. I didn't know you when that happened."

"I guess you're right. I'm sorry, that was just stupid."

Damn, what was I going to do now. I didn't want it to end with Mom and Karen, that's for sure. But the way I felt right then, I didn't want to hurt Jennifer. I was starting to feel strongly about her.

"Jennifer, have you ever done something with a guy?"

"Are you kidding? No way, Mom would never let me alone with anyone long enough to do anything. Besides, I haven't met anyone that I want to. I have seen things in video tapes at a friends house." Heh, that sounded familiar. "I do know what to do. Some girls even put it in their mouth."

"Well, guys really like that," I told her.

About then Mom and Karen walked up to us. We had been holding hands, but I thought we pulled apart before they saw us. "So, you two getting along?" Karen said, with kind of a smile. Maybe we weren't as sneaky as we thought.

We all stopped at McDonald's in town, then headed back home. By the time we got back in the car, it was completely dark. There were hardly any cars on the road, and Mom's rear view mirror was broken anyway, so I knew we were fairly safe in the back. So I put my arm around Jennifer, and she snuggled her head against me. I enjoyed sex with Mom and Karen, and I felt very close to Mom after we would do anything, but it just didn't feel like this. Jennifer's hair smelled so sweet and soft. I held her tightly, then I felt her hand move over to my leg. I was wearing shorts as well, and they were fairly loose, just like hers. Slowly she moved her hand up and down my leg, then she rubbed across my crotch. I was horny anyway, not having even touched myself for a few days, and being so close to Jennifer was really getting to me. She let out a sigh as she rubbed against my bulge, then the next thing I knew she had my cock out and was rubbing up and down it's length with her little fingers. Shit, that felt good. The only thing keeping me from cumming was the fear of getting caught, and not wanting to cum all over the back of Karen's seat. Then Jennifer whispered in my ear, "Did they take it in THEIR mouths?" I just nodded, and before I knew what was happening, Jennifer lowered her head and took my cock in her mouth. FUCK! I was in heaven. Almost as soon as her lips wrapped around my cock, I exploded in her blonde teen mouth. Her mouth felt so hot and wet. My cum shot out over and over in her little mouth. She tried hard to swallow all of it, but by the time I had finished, my cock was still covered in cum. But she wasn't done yet. She positioned herself so that she was laying on her side in the seat, with her head in my lap. With my cock still covered in my own cum and hard as a rock, she started pumping her fist up and down my shaft. How I kept from screaming, I don't know. She ran her fingers all over my cock, stopping when she got to the head, then sliding back down to my balls. I managed to reach over just enough that I could slide my hand up the leg of her shorts, and thank goodness, ease my fingers under the leg of her panties. My fingers found her wet, hot pussy. All I could do was rub around her little lips and back to her ass, but that was enough. As I rubbed her, her fingers started working more rapidly on my cock. As we both neared orgasm, she brought her lips back around my shaft and sucked hard. Just as intensely as my first orgasm, I exploded again. But this time Jennifer went with me. Her pussy got extremely wet, and I could feel her body tense up against me. My cum shot over and over again in her mouth, only this time she managed to swallow all of it. And neither of us made a sound! Slowly she pulled back from my cock and pulled my shorts back up around it, and she scooted herself back up against me, so I could hold her again. Then she whispered to me, "I can be better than they were." We kissed for the second time, and this time as our tongues mingled I could taste my own cum. Normally the thought of this would have made me sick, but it seemed that this was my girl, and we could share that together. I just thought to myself that I hoped I would have the chance to let her taste her pussy on MY tongue. She was a virgin, though, that I knew. Aww, we'd probably never get that far.

We got home and dropped Karen and Jennifer off. We said that we would call each other the next day. Then me and Mom rode home. While we were riding, Mom started talking to me. "So, you and Jennifer really like each other, don't you?"

"Yeah, Mom. We do."

"I could tell. We saw you two in the mall holding hands. You didn't think we could miss that, did you."

"No, not really. I really didn't think about it. I was too busy thinking of her."

"I understand. It looks like you're falling in love." Then she dropped a bombshell on me. "Does she give good head?"

"WHAT?"

"Oh, Paul, it's okay. But I'm not stupid, either. I know how you act after you have had an orgasm. And that's how you're acting. Did she cum, too?"

I had to tell her. "Yeah, Mom, I think so. It felt like it. Mom, I really like her, and I don't want to hurt her. But she doesn't know about us, or Karen. And I don't want that to end, either."

"Hmm, that does sound tricky. Well, don't worry about it, I'll talk to Karen about it. We'll work something out. You may be able to have your cake and eat it too. Or better yet, have your Jennifer and eat your Mom, too!"

We pulled into the drive, but instead of getting out of the car, Mom just looked at me kind of funny. "Paul, do you care if I see what it's like, too?"

"What do you mean, Mom?"

"I want to see what it's like, you know, in the car." With that Mom lowered her head and pulled my cock out with her hand. Then she slid her lips all over my prick, sucking hard as she massaged my balls with her free hand. Her head bobbed fast up and down as Mom sucked me. I reached down and slid my hand up the leg of HER shorts, but this time I found no panties in the way. Fuck, she had gone without panties today, and tried on clothes with Karen! More must have gone on than I thought. She must have also made the best of Karen inviting herself to go with us today, too. Since there were no panties there, my finger quickly found its way into Mom's soaking cunt. I fingered her hard as she sucked my engorged cock. Then I let loose in HER mouth, and she swallowed every drop of me as her pussy spasmed all over my finger. I didn't know what to do. I loved Jennifer, but I loved Mom, too. We needed each other sexually. I just had to trust her like she said.

We straightened ourselves out, and I headed upstairs. As I got into bed, I glanced down the stairs. Mom was making a phone call. She must be calling Karen.

"Mother, how could you!" Jennifer couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Look, you don't know how it is for a woman my age," Karen told her daughter.

"Just tell me, how could this happen. I'm really starting to care about Paul, and I don't know if I can handle this or not. Why didn't he tell me?"

"Honey, he was probably just afraid. First of all, I hadn't had sex in over two years, since your father left, and Janet told me about her and Paul."

"Yeah, what the fuck about that? That's fucking sick!"

"No, Jennifer, it's not really. Paul hadn't been with anyone before, and his Mother and father haven't been close for a long time. It just happened. They care about each other."

Jennifer and her Mother continue to talk more about me, my Mother, and Karen, and Karen explains everything that had happened up till then, including the threesome.

"You mean you actually had sex with another woman, on top of everything else, Mom?"

"It just happened, honey. Things like that just happen. Just like it just happened that you gave Paul a head job in the back seat."

Jennifer didn't know what to say. She sure didn't want her Mom to find out about that, but it looked like it was too late. Her Mom was starting to get the upper hand.

"Hell, Jennifer, if you're going to go passing judgement on me, then I shouldn't even let you see him at all."

Jennifer just broke down. She did want to see me again, and she really was starting to care about me. But Karen needed to play this right, so she just left her daughter in her room, crying.

An hour or so later, Jennifer came to her Mother. "I'm sorry Mom. I guess I'm just going to have to get used to this. Paul was with you two before he was with me, and you two really seem to need him. I shouldn't have acted the way I did."

"It's okay, babe, don't worry about it. So, you want to keep seeing him?"

"Oh, yes, definitely. It just seems unfair, though. I mean, I would really like to, you know - and you already have."

"What, have sex with Paul?" "Yeah"

"Well, why don't you?"

"I'm just scared. I'm afraid it will hurt, and I'm afraid I won't know what to do. I know Paul is experienced, but I'm not."

"Well don't worry about it, honey, it will work out."

The next day Jennifer and I talked on the phone. Nothing was said about sex at all. Mom told me not to worry about it, that it would be taken care of. A week went by, and all week we either talked on the phone, or Karen brought her over to our house for a few hours at a time. We would find time alone, but although we were physical with each other, we never talked about actually having sex.

Then one night Karen brought Jennifer over, and we all got pizza for supper and sat together and talked. Nothing really exciting, but for some reason I was really noticing Jennifer on this night. It might have been the fact that I hadn't had sex of any kind in over a week. Every time I tried anything with Mom, she would just tell me to wait, and it would be worth it. So I did as I was told, but this left me completely horny. Karen had also peeked in on Jennifer several times to find her masturbating under her covers, so she knew that her daughter was nice and horny, too. I didn't know it, but this was going to be the night.

Mom and Karen went upstairs together, and they seemed very happy for some reason. Jennifer and I just watched some TV, and in the process we started kissing and getting very worked up. Then something broke our concentration - Mom yelled down to us and told us to come upstairs. We had no idea of what was going on, but when we got to the top of the stairs I noticed that the light in my room was the only one on. What could they be doing in MY room? I didn't realize it, but this was the room that I had first fucked both my Mom in, and then later Karen in, for the first time. Evidently, they DID realize it.

As we walked in the door, I think Jennifer basically went into shock, and I realized I had just entered pussy heaven. Inside, sitting on my bed, were both Mom and Karen, completely naked. Karen spoke first. "We decided that you two are just too shy to put the moves on each other first, so we wanted to help you along. Paul, you would like to make love to my daughter, wouldn't you?" All I could do was nod my head. "And Jennifer, you do want Paul, don't you?" Jennifer nodded her head, too. "Well, get undressed and get your asses over here!"

I was the first to do as I was told. In under a minute I was naked and sitting on the bed. Jennifer undressed a little slower, but it was wonderful to watch her young body become slowly exposed. Her little breasts were just developing, although I was right, they were slightly bigger than my own Mother's. And her little ass was just perfect. And I was also right about her thirteen-year old pussy - it was just as bare as the skin around my cock. We were both too young to be developing hair. As Jennifer approached the bed, Mom told her to lay down in the middle of the bed.

"All right," Mom said, "you two just need to trust us. Do you both agree?" We both looked at her and said yes. "All right then. Karen and I both agreed that I would be the one to help get you two ready and get you started. So Jennifer, you're first. Since this is your first time, you need to be good and wet."

While I stood in shock, my own Mother went down on my girlfriend's pussy. Jennifer just laid there at first as Mom spread her tender young lips and licked up and down her slit, but as she got used to it, she didn't care. As Mom kissed all over Jennifer's bald pussy, Jennifer clutched the back of her head and pulled her into her cunt. Within minutes she was arching her back, thrusting her crotch into Mom's face and soaking her.

After seeing that, my cock was ready to explode, and Mom knew it. "Now, Paul, we don't want you cumming as soon as you enter your girl, do we?" I was sitting on the bed below Jennifer's feet, and the next thing I knew Mom was taking my rod between her lips and sucking me hard. Jennifer just watched wide-eyed as my Mom sucked my cock. I held the back of her head just as my girlfriend had, and I pumped her head up and down over my cock. Then I just let loose. My prick exploded in Mom's mouth, just like she knew it would. After my orgasm subsided, Mom lifted her head and spoke again.

"Okay you two, I think you're both ready. Paul come over here on your knees between Jennifer's legs. Jennifer, you lift your feet up on Paul's shoulders. That's it. Now Jennifer, this is going to hurt, so hold on."

Then Mom took my still hard cock in her hand and placed the head right on Jennifer's opening. Then I felt another hand, Karen's, on my ass, pushing me forward. Slowly my cockhead entered my girlfriends pussy. She was so tight it was unbelievable. Just about as tight as Mom's ass, actually. I kept pushing and pushing, holding on to her ankles, and then slowly my cock started inching deeper and deeper. Then it stopped. I had hit something, and Karen knew it.

"Honey, hold on to Paul, this is where it's going to hurt." I laid down further on top of Jennifer so she could wrap her legs around me. Then with one quick shove, Karen shoved my ass forward, ramming my cock all the way into her daughter's pussy. Jennifer screamed out as I took her virginity. I kept thrusting gently until finally she looked up at me and said, "It's okay now, Paul. It's starting to feel better. Mmm, yeah, make me feel so good, honey."

I started to quicken my pace. Her bald pussy lips were wrapped snugly around my cock. Every time that I pushed into her, her little ass would press into the bed. Then I started to really pound her. I quickened my pace until I was fucking her so hard that the bed was bouncing. I looked over and Mom and Karen were at either side of us, and both were fingering their pussies hard and fast. Jennifer started fucking me back, wrapping her legs tighter around me and pulling me into her.

"Come on, baby, cum in me. Your cock looked so nice in your Mom's mouth. Mmmmmm!" Then we both lost it. My cock started shooting hot strands of cum deep into Jennifer's teenaged womb, and her pussy started clasping my cock in a death grip. Oh, her tight little pussy felt so good on my big cock, so hot, and so wet. It felt like she was going to squeeze my cock off. And as we came together, Karen and Mom came, too. I kept pumping into Jennifer, when she suddenly told me: "Stop, Paul, it's starting to hurt."

"But babe, I'm still so horny."

"Paul, I've been thinking."

Uh oh, this couldn't be anything but bad.



Then she whispered in my ear, "Paul, I want to see you fuck my Mother."

Wait, my orgasm must have damaged my hearing! She wanted to WATCH me fuck her Mother? I looked over at Karen.

"Babe, I need it, too! Why not?" she asked me. Right, why not?

So Karen laid down next to Jennifer, and Mom was on the other side of Jennifer, Jennifer was in the middle, Mom on one side, and Karen on the other. I looked at Jennifer kind of strangely, and she said "Go ahead, baby, if you are going to fuck her, I at least want to see what it's like."

Well, I couldn't be happier with that, and neither could Karen. As I got on my knees between her legs, the voluptuous blonde lifted her feet up on my shoulders, and reaching down, guided my cock right into her pussy. It felt heavenly. Jennifer felt great, but she was almost too tight. Karen was hot and wet from watching me fuck her daughter, and now it was her turn. I held her ankles and pumped my meat into her pussy, pushing towards my third climax of the evening. Karen's big tits bounced all over the place. She closed her eyes and made soft, whimpering noises as I fucked into her.

Suddenly, to everyone's surprise, Jennifer leaned over and took one of her Mother's nipples in her mouth. "Oh, Mom, I'm so sorry about how I acted. I didn't know it would be like this." Then, massaging her Mother's breasts, Jennifer leaned up and started kissing her. Their tongues danced around in each other's mouths as Jennifer kneaded her Mother's breasts.

Well, Mom was lying there getting just as horny as we were, but she didn't have anyone to satisfy her. So I told Jennifer: "Look, honey, Mom's being all left out. If you want to see what it's like with another woman, why don't you." She looked pulled back from her own Mother and looked at mine. Mom was such a small woman, her body didn't look that much different than Jennifer's.

"That's true, if it wasn't for you," Jennifer told my Mom, "none of this would be happening. Maybe I can help repay you a little."

Then she got on top of Mom, in a 69 position, right where I could see her young face buried in my Mom's pussy. So there we were, me and my new girlfriend, me fucking her Mother and her 69ing with mine! It just couldn't get any better than this! Mom and Jennifer were fucking their pussies hard into each other's faces, while Karen and I looked at each other dreamily as I fucked into her middle aged pussy. Then something incredible happened - we all came at once. My cock started exploding in Karen's pussy and her pussy convulsed around my prick. And when I looked over, Mom and Jennifer were bucking against each other, their whole bodies shaking. As I unloaded my cock for the final time, I laid down on Karen and felt her hot, soft body against mine, I drifted off to sleep...

I awoke about an hour later to find myself lying next to Mom. But I heard someone moaning. I looked over and there was Jennifer and Karen, eating each other's pussies. I couldn't believe it. They must have woke up still horny, or curious, or something. But whatever it was, I was both surprised and happy. Now I wasn't the only one who had sex with their own Mother. Now Jennifer was, and she knew what I had gone through, wanting to be with my own Mother. I looked back at Mom, and she was watching what Karen and Jennifer were doing, too. "Well, Paul, it looks like it's you and me again for a while."

"Yeah, Mom, but it will always be like that, with or without them." With that, Mom climbed on top of me and slid her pussy down the length of my cock. Mom rode me as we watched my girlfriend and her Mother, who happened to be Mom's best friend, going at it together. Jennifer and her Mom were nearing their own orgasms, and it didn't take long before we were, too. Mom leaned forward and kissed me deeply on the lips as my cock burst inside of her pussy. She shook hard as she came, and we held each other tightly as our orgasms swept over us. I knew that my fun wouldn't reach it's end for a long time.

Well, now to update you from last time... myself, Mom, Jennifer, and her Mother Karen had all ended up in my bedroom, making love. To say the least, it was incredible. Here I was, taking my girlfriend's virginity, and our Mothers were very much involved, too. It was perfect. But things didn't stay perfect for long. That's just how things seem to work out for me. First, I make love to my Mother, and a couple of weeks later Dad leaves us for good. Then I have sex with Mom's friend, and eventually her daughter and I decide to start dating. She finds out about everything, doesn't seem to have a problem with it, and we all end up making love. Something had to screw up somewhere. It was going too well for me. I was right.

About two days after this happened I woke up and went downstairs to get my breakfast. It was Monday morning, and I didn't really have anything planned. When I went to the kitchen, Mom told me the bad news.

"Paul, you aren't going to believe this, but Karen and Jennifer are leaving."

"Leaving? What are you talking about?"

"I got done talking to Karen about and hour ago. Her Mother is pretty sick, and they are going to have to go take care of her for a while. They don't know how long they will be gone. She is really bad off. I asked Karen why her Mom couldn't come here to stay, and she said it's because of all her Mother's stuff, and her cats. She just won't leave."

"So, Mom, what now?" I asked her.

"I guess it's just you and me for a while, Paul. Don't worry, I'm sure they will come back. But I'll really miss them."

"No kidding, I will too."

"I'm sure you will, babe," Mom said. "But I think we can take care of each other."

With that, we hugged each other, holding each other tight. The sexual part was going to be fine, but emotionally, I really cared for Jennifer.

I was sad all afternoon, just watching TV while Mom cleaned up (big help, huh?), and kind of keeping to myself. Then Mom came in and said, "Why don't we go back to the mall tomorrow? I've got some shoes that I need to return. I was just going to keep them, but since we need something to make us feel better, let's go and spend some time there." It sounded good to me. And it was sure a lot better than moping around the house. Besides, our last trip to the mall was supposed to be just the two of us anyway, until Karen and her daughter invited themselves to go with us. It ended up in a very good sexual situation with the two of them, myself, and my Mother, but in a way I wished it had never happen. At least if it hadn't happened, I wouldn't be sad right now.

So Mom fixed us supper that evening, and we both went to bed early. I kind of wished that Mom would invite me to sleep with her in her bed since Dad was gone, but I guess it was for the better. I was still a teenager (although barely) and I needed my privacy. Tonight I felt especially alone, though.

Morning came, although not soon enough for me. I headed downstairs and met Mom in the living room. I was wearing a pair of black shorts and a white t-shirt. Mom, on the other hand, had on a loose fitting pleated denim skirt that came about four inches above her knees, a black top that was very loose fitting around the neck, and a pair of white tennis shoes and white anklet socks. She looked fucking HOT.

"Damn Mom, who are you going to try to turn on in that?" I asked her, a little jealous.

"Only you, baby" was all she said as she walked out to the car, leaving me to lock the house. Well, if she wanted to turn me on, I could say this much - it was working. Her legs were so tan, and her skirt making you fantasize about what was underneath. This was going to be an exciting day.

The drive to the mall seemed to go by very quickly. I couldn't hardly take my eyes from Mom's legs, she looked so hot. Her skirt was riding up somewhat, but it was still a good way from showing her crotch. But that was all right, her legs were making me horny enough.

By the time we got to the mall, I was horny as hell. The first thing Mom did was take her shoes back, so that the rest of our time would be free. Then we stopped to get something to eat at an out of the way restaurant in the mall. It was a small fast food place, and being about 1:00, there wasn't a soul in there besides two elderly couples sitting by the entrance. We found a booth all the way in the back. It was all alone, and since there were no bathrooms, there was no reason for anyone to pass by. Mom sat across from me at the booth, and as we ate I noticed her nipples sticking out through the fabric of her shirt. After a few minutes she asked, "Do you see something you like?"

I just kind of blushed when she really shocked me. Leaning forward over the table, the neck of her shirt fell open, and there for me to see were her bare titties, no bra or anything. I just smiled at her. "This was why I wore this shirt. I wanted to be able to give you little peeks here and there. But I have to be careful when I bend forward, or a stranger might get a little peek, too!"

Slowly we finished our meal, and when we were done Mom said, "Are you ready to go?"

"Uh, I can't Mom."

"Why, babe?"

"Well, uh, I'm hard from watching you, and I can't get up. Someone will notice. I'll just have to sit here for a minute."

"Nonsense," Mom said, standing up, "That will take forever. I think it needs some help."

Then Mom walked over and sat next to me. I had no idea what she could be thinking of, especially out in public. Then I found out. Seeing that we were indeed alone and situated where no one could see us, Mom did the unthinkable. She reached over, and very slowly pulled my cock out of my shorts. I was so hard I couldn't stand it, and I knew I could go off easy anyway. "I didn't want you to cum yet, son, but I think you'll have some more for your old Mother, won't you?"

I just sighed as Mom started pumping my erection. Her fingers were so small, almost like a young girl's fingers would be. My balls started to tighten, and suddenly I let loose, my cum shooting out and hitting the underside of the table. Over and over my cock exploded, sending what seemed like gallons of cum out of my cock. How I managed to keep from getting it all over my shorts, I'll never know.

As soon as my orgasm passed, Mom wiped off her fingers and helped me slip my cock back in my shorts. "I bet that feels better, doesn't it? I was hoping the first orgasm would be in my pussy, but I guess you probably still want to do that, don't you?"

I just smiled and nodded my head at her. I just couldn't speak. She actually masturbated my cock in a restaurant. Of course, there was no chance of getting caught, but just the fact that she did it had me stunned. I didn't know what was getting into Mom, but I sure liked it.

We walked around a few stores, and I could tell Mom was really horny. There was just something about her, besides the fact that her nipples were still hard as rocks, and anyone who got close enough could see. Then we headed into a department store. It was the same store where Jennifer and I first kissed. That kind of got me down, but not for long!

We walked back to the clothing, and Mom picked a few things up, then I saw her deliberately drop something on the floor. As she bent over she asked, "Paul, would you mind helping me try some things on?" When she spoke I looked over at her, and when she bent all the way over, her skirt rode up above her ass. And there was my big surprise. Mom hadn't worn any panties, either! Fuck, she knew what she was going to do all along. I walked over behind her and rubbed my hand up and down her ass cheeks. Reluctantly, she stood up and we walked over to the fitting booths. As I said, this was an old department store, and there was virtually no security. There were no security cameras that we could see, and definitely no one watching the fitting booths.

By the time we entered the booth, I was ready to explode again. Something about my Mother just made me hotter than anyone else could. Looking around, we opened a door and went in, Mom carrying some clothes in with her so it wouldn't look too suspicious, if she would have to poke her head out at a sales clerk or something. When we got in and closed the door, I looked around and in the booth was a small bench for you to sit on, I supposed while trying on jeans or something, and on the wall was a full length mirror.

Mom turned to me and kissed me deeply, then just as quickly she turned away from me and leaned forward against the wall. I wasn't stupid, I knew exactly what she wanted. At home when we were alone there was time to be romantic, but this wasn't one of those times. I dropped my shorts and underwear to the ground, and lifted up the back of Mom's skirt. Then I took my hard prick and eased it up into Mom's shaved pussy. She was soaking wet from the fun we had at the restaurant, and there was no need for any lubricant. Of course, there never seemed to be a need for lubricant where Mom was concerned. I grabbed hold of her hips and jammed into her as hard as I could. My balls were slamming against her clit as my pubic bone slapped against her little asscheeks. Over and over I fucked into her pussy, then Mom turned her head and panted, "Paul, the mirror, look in the fucking mirror!" I turned and looked, and I just couldn't believe my eyes. The sight of me making love to my Mother was overwhelming. It had to be one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. As we gazed into the mirror watching ourselves fuck, we looked into each other's eyes. I thought I was going to melt. Mom's eyes were filled with both lust and compassion. She just looked like she was lost in a different world.

Just as we were nearing our orgasms, we heard someone open the booth next to us. A horrible fear of getting caught swept over us, and I don't know about Mom, but my cock just started to go soft. I couldn't help it, and I could tell something was wrong with her, too. As I pulled out, she gathered up the clothes quickly and said, "Paul, we have to get out of here before we get caught. This is just a little too dangerous." Yeah, no kidding. It wasn't the fact that there were two people fucking in a changing booth, but the fact that it was a Mother fucking her thirteen-year old son.

We quickly left the changing booth and gathered our composure. As we walked around, we could see store employees looking around kind of strange. It had to be our imaginations, but it didn't matter. It was enough to keep us from doing anything else to get ourselves caught.

Mom decided that maybe we should go ahead and look around some more, so we went into some other stores, and did more window shopping than anything else. The only strange thing that Mom bought was a rubber sheet in another department store. I guess I was just stupid, but I couldn't figure out what in the world that was for. Then when the sun started to go down, we decided it was time to head home.

As we drove home, we both started to think about what had happened in the fitting booth. It wasn't the fact that we almost got caught, but the fact that we didn't finish. Neither of us said anything until we got about 15 miles from the mall, and Mom turned on a back road. She grew up around this part of the state, and she pretty well knew her way around. She drove for about 5 minutes, until I could tell we were well away from anybody. There were no houses, no lights, just a small turn off from the road that Mom pulled into. I was just about to ask her what she was doing when she shut the car off and turned to me. "Paul, I can't stand it any longer. We have to finish what we started. You've got me so fucking horny, baby, I can't take it!"

Before I knew what happened Mom had pulled my shorts down again, this time down past my knees, unlike in the restaurant. Then Mom crawled out from under the steering wheel and turned over, straddling me with her knees on either side of my legs, facing me. Lifting her skirt up, she reached down between us, and taking my cock in her small hand, guided herself down on my member.

"Oh, yes baby, fuck Mommy! Thank God I wore this skirt! I knew I would need it for something. Give it to me Paul, let me ride your cock."

I gave it to her all right. I pulled her close and we hugged and kissed as Mom rode up and down on me. Her tongue danced in my mouth as our lips pressed hard together, her little nipples grinding against my chest through our shirts. As she came down on me, my balls pressed firmly against her ass, and her bare pussy lips slid up and down my shaft.

This was the first time I had actually fucked in a car, and it was wonderful. I reached down and put my hands on Mom's asscheeks, holding her as she slid up and down. Mom was jamming her cunt down on my cock like she was possessed. She was so horny that she couldn't take it. Then she pulled her head back from me and looked into my eyes. "Paul, it's time, I'm gonna... AAAHHHHHHHH FFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!" Mom was screaming at the absolute top of her lungs. I had never seen her scream so loud. Then the orgasm hit both of us. Mom's pussy started squeezing my cock so hard I thought it was going to break in two. I grabbed her hips and jammed into her as hard as I could, then I lost control myself. My prick started shooting wad after wad of cum deep into Mother's pussy. The head of my cock felt like it was going to blow completely off, I was cumming so hard. Mom's pussy continued spasming, and my cock continued to empty itself into her tight, naked box.

After I came, Mom continued to ride my cock, and she continued to hold me and scream. We came together for almost a full minute, and she was still riding my cock like a whore. Then I felt something strange in my balls. I kept fucking into Mom, wanting her to keep cumming, when it hit me - I was going to come again! Mom's orgasms kept cumming as my own approached again, and very fast. Not more than a minute after my first come, I started losing it again.

I grabbed Mom tight and gasped, "MOM, I'm going off again! Oh, Mommy, make me cum again!"

Mom just went crazy when she heard me say that. Her whole body tensed up again, and her breath turned into quick, short gasps. All that came out of her mouth was a steady "uh, uh, uh, uh." again and again. Then she held her breath and I felt her pussy start spasming again, this time harder than before. Her pussy was squeezing me so tight this time that she was squeezing my own cum out of her pussy and down my balls as I fucked up into her. All this was enough to make me let loose again. My cock started erupting in her pussy a second time, just as hard as the first. I didn't know where all this cum was coming from, but I was sure glad it was there.

When we had finished, Mom just held me close and let out a very long sigh as she panted to catch her breath.

Then I felt very cold. I opened my eyes, and Mom was fast asleep on my lap, still straddling me. I looked around and it was pitch dark. Then I looked at my watch. It was 3:30 in the morning! We had fucked so hard that we fell asleep. I shook Mom, and after a minute or two she realized what had happened. She just smiled at me, and kissed me again.

"Paul, I love you so much. No one could take your place!," she told me. Then she started to roll off of my lap. My cock, although soft, was still deep in her pussy. She actually had a little trouble getting off of me, because my cum had gotten sticky, and our pubes were almost stuck together! But when she did pull off, it felt very good, feeling her pussy slide along my cock one more time. Then she told me that she had to piss before we left. I had to agree, I had to piss, too. So she turned on the headlights so we could see what we were doing.

We both got out of the car and stood in front of the headlights. Mom held her skirt up to her waist and squatted down in front of me. As she pressed down, the first thing that started coming out was some of my cum from my pussy. That in itself was something I didn't expect to see. But with all that I had shot into her, it shouldn't have been a surprise. Slowly my cum started dribbling out. By this time it was no longer white, but completely clear. Then came the gusher. Mom let out another sigh as her piss first trickled, then gushed out of her pussy. It splashed the ground as she pissed, some of it even splashing back up on her ass.

I still had my shorts down to my knees, and decided that now it was my turn. I stood in front of Mom and let loose with my own stream of piss, trying to make it land close to the puddle under her. If we hadn't both cum so hard, my cock would have been like a rock by now. But fortunately it stayed soft so I could finish letting out my piss in front of Mom. When we got done, we both got back in the car, and headed for home. Fortunately Mom stayed awake all right, because I kept drifting off to sleep as we drove in the darkness. It seemed like no time before we were pulling into the driveway and heading up to our bedrooms for a very long, peaceful sleep.

About two months had passed since Jennifer and her Mom Karen had to move away to be with her grandMother because she was sick. When they left, it made ME sick, because my sex life had just gone into overdrive. I started out with my own Mother, then ended up with her best friend Karen, and eventually to Karen's daughter Jennifer. So things were going incredible until the two of them had to leave.

When they left, sexual relations also stopped between me and my Mom. Oh, I tried to get things started a few times, but every time I would, she would just shy away from me, and find an excuse to leave the room. So I was very frustrated and very confused. On one hand, I needed sex. I found that I had to return to my old habit of masturbating all the time. And school would be starting in a week and a half, too. Somehow I just knew that everyone around me would know what I had done with my Mother. Fuck, I wasn't about to tell them, but somehow I just knew. But, maybe I would find some girl to be with, if things did not go like they usually did when I tried to find a girlfriend. Anyway, Jennifer was my girlfriend before she left. I couldn't just forget that. I didn't know what to do.

The confused part I mentioned not only had to do with my relationship (or lack of) with Jennifer, but also Mom. Since Dad left, then her best friend and her daughter, Mom had started doing a lot of church work again. Oh, she was home in the evenings, but even when she was there she just seemed so distant, and tired. She was always pulling away from me. I didn't know if she was feeling differently about me, or what. But I did know this - I had to do something. It couldn't continue like this.

One evening Mom and I had our dinner, and as usual she just seemed like she was exhausted, and like something was bothering her. After dinner she went upstairs to take a shower and go to bed, and I decided that it was time to find out what was going on.

I met Mom as she was walking from the bathroom to her bedroom. She was wearing a white cotton robe and her hair was up in a towel where she had just washed it. As I stopped her in the hall, I reached out to her and put my hand on her waist. She started to step back, then she just kind of lowered her head, nervously.

"Mom, what's going on? You seem like you don't want anything to do with me anymore. Did I do something? Are you mad at me?"

Mom looked up at me, a tear running down her cheek. "Oh, no, Paul, that's far from the truth. It's just that - I'm afraid to get close to you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, I got close to your Dad, and he left. Then I got close to Karen and Jennifer, and THEY left. Now you are all I've got, and I'm afraid if I get close to you, you will somehow leave me, too."

Then she laid her head on my shoulder and really started to cry. I put my arms around her.

"I'm not going to leave you, Mom. I love you. If we are having sex or not has nothing to do with it. I've always been here for you. Wasn't I here for you when Dad was so cold with you? Wasn't I here for you when he left? I need you, I love you. I want to be close to you again, Mom."

Mom lifted her head up, and gazing into my eyes, brought her lips up to mine. They were still wet, and they tasted so sweet against my own. Gently our mouths opened so our tongues could taste each other. Her mouth felt so warm, so tender, so vulnerable. As we kissed, Mom brushed her hand against my crotch.

"I'm just so tense, Paul," Mom said as she pulled her head back.

"Why don't I give you a nice massage. I know it would make you feel better."

"Well, all right. That might make me feel better. Let's go into your room, where we were first together." With that, Mom headed for my bedroom, and before I knew it, she way laying face down on the bed, with the towel and robe lying in the floor.

I just stood there, gazing at her body. She was more than twice my age, but she just looked perfect. Her body was so firm, and her little ass just looked perfect. I was going to enjoy touching her all over.

And touch her all over, I did. I don't know if she noticed, but before I got on the bed, I had stripped my clothes off, and they lay next to her robe on the floor. My cock was already hard as a rock. It had to be. It had been two months since I had had sex with anyone, let alone Mom.

I sat down next to her on the bed and began working on her feet. They were so small and delicate. She squirmed a little when I rubbed them, I think because it tickled her. Slowly I made my way up her calves, rubbing her muscles deeply. Mom just sighed as I worked my fingers over her legs, and eventually my fingers found their way up to her thighs. Mom parted her legs slightly as I worked my hands up and down. But I didn't want to rush it. I was lucky to have her naked on the bed. I sure didn't want her to regret her decision.

As I made my way up to the tops of her thighs, I changed strategy and moved directly up to Mom's shoulders and back. I felt her whole body go limp when I did this. She was probably tense from thinking she was about to get her pussy fingered, and when I moved up to her back she realized that it wasn't time yet. But it soon would be. I rubbed up and down her back until finally I came to her tight little ass. I let my palms rub over her cheeks. She relaxed her muscles, and her ass felt so soft in my hands. I made my way to the bottoms of her asscheeks and spread her apart, gazing at the puckered ass in front of me. Oh, my cock felt so good when it was in there. Then I let go and ran my fingers down the crack of her ass until I reached her beautiful pussy.

By the time I reached her pussy, Mom was sopping wet. She was so relaxed by this time that when I rubbed my finger all over her lips, she just let out a sigh. But I was determined to get more than that out of her. Gently I rubbed all over her engorged pussy lips. She still kept her pussy shaved, and her outer lips were slippery under my touch. Insistently I manipulated her pussy until finally I noticed that she was breathing hard. She had goose bumps all over her legs and ass, and I knew the tension was starting to build. Then ever so slowly I slipped my middle finger into her pussy.

I started working my finger in and out of Mom's pussy until finally she bent her legs, her toes curled, and she let out one long, loud moan. I could feel her pussy contracting all over my finger as I held it in place inside her. Then Mom said the magic words: "Paul, I need more honey, fuck Mommy now! Please!"

Pulling my finger from her pussy, I turned Mom over and immediately put her ankles up on my shoulders. Then with one firm thrust I held onto her thighs and sank my cock in her up to my balls. "Oh, yes Paul, I'm sorry I kept this from you for so long. Let's make it right."

I pounded Mom's pussy for all I was worth. I didn't think I could fuck someone so hard, but it had been two months since I had sex last, and I needed it now. Mom let out a little grunt each time I thrust forward. My balls her slapping against her ass so hard it almost hurt. Over and over I pumped into her until finally I couldn't take any more. My cock started swelling inside of her, and without warning I erupted inside of her hot, slippery cunt.

"Oh, God, YES Paul! Fill Mom's pussy up good! I miss the feeling so much. Make a baby in me... you know how now!"

My cock was spasming hard inside Mom's beautiful pussy, but we were both far from being done. Especially since Mom didn't get to cum with me inside. Even when I had finished ejaculating, I continued pumping in and out of her. When I would pull out, I could see my own cum had soaked my shaft, and when I would bottom out in her pussy, it would ooze out all around the base. I guess I had really filled her up.

Mom saw that I was starting to slow down, so she told me to lay back and let her do some of the work for a while. As quickly as I lay back, Mom was straddling me, bringing that cute, shaved pussy down on my prick. This was just heaven for me. Jennifer was great, but seeing my Mom riding my cock was still suck a turn on for me. I mean, what guy, especially a kid of thirteen like me, would fuck his own Mother so passionately. Maybe I was a pervert, but if being a pervert meant feeling the way I did right then, then fine. I'll more than gladly be a pervert.

Riding my cock slowly, Mom leaned forward, and her long dark hair fell all around my face. Her little nipples looked so wonderful, I had to reach forward and massage them between my fingers and thumbs. Her tits were so small, yet they turned me on so much. Mom put her hands on either side of me and leaned even further down, bringing her face down to mine. I reached around her, first feeling her ass, then bringing my hands up to her back, hugging her as we looked into each other's eyes.

We stared at each other as Mom humped her pussy up and down my shaft. She was still going so slow, but it was really getting her close to the edge. I could feel her starting to tense up. Then as I looked into her eyes, it looked like she was starting to tear up. Her eyes were watery, and she said, "Paul, I love you so much. Don't you leave me, too."

"I love you too, Mom, and I promise I'll never leave you." Hearing that, her orgasm kicked in. She held her eyes tight and brought her whole body down on mine, driving her pussy all the way down my cock until she started to cum. I held Mom tightly in my arms as her whole body shook. She just quivered on top of me, barely able to make a sound because she was cumming so hard. I could even feel a little trickle of piss start to squirt out of me. I was almost scared, never having seen her cum quite like this. But I guess it was just the tension releasing itself, and the fact that she hadn't cum for so long.

With Mom still laying on top of me, now limp in my arms, I started to slide in and out of her again. I was ready for my second orgasm, and I had to find some way of getting off. But when Mom noticed what I was doing she jerked her body off of mine and shouted, "No you don't! I know what you're going to do!"

What the fuck? What did I do wrong? As I lay there, Mom laid down beside me, on her side facing me, and coaxed me to put my are around her as she laid her head on my chest. "I want to see you cum, baby. I want to watch you spurt off."

So that was it. Mom wrapped her little fingers around my shaft and started to pump. We both watched as she massaged my cock. I loved watching her give me head, and I loved watching my prick slide in and out of her. But this was almost better. Mom had only given me one other hand job which was in the mall, but it didn't feel like this. Probably because we were out in public and I was afraid of getting caught. But this was different. I knew I could enjoy it.

Mom's little fingers slid slowly and firmly up and down my shaft. Oh, she felt so good wrapped around me like that. My cock was already so slippery, from my previous orgasm, then from having her cum all over me. I held her tight as she took her fist from the base of my cock all the way up to the head, letting her hand slip completely off, then sliding it back down. Every time she brought her hand back down, it felt like I was entering her ass, it was so tight. My balls were swollen, and we both knew I wasn't going to last long.

My cock continued to harden even more than before. I always become very swollen when I gave myself a hand job, but with Mom doing it, I was even harder. I felt like my cock was going to burst as her cool fingers stroked me.

"Damn, Paul, it feels like a piece of rock in my hand. You better cum before you hurt yourself!"

Then her eyes widened as my cock got even stiffer, then finally I shot. This time I trembled as my orgasm took over. I could make myself cum hard, but never like this. The first shot happened just as Mom's hand stroked down over my cockhead. As the head appeared from her fist, a blast of cum shot out about six feet in the air. If my ceiling hadn't been so high, it would have landed on it. Mom just gasped as my cock shot off over and over. She held her hand around be base and just let me cum in her hand. By the time I had finished, her hand was covered in semen, and that was my second orgasm for the night. I knew I was going to have to have another handjob from her soon.

We fell asleep with Mom rubbing my cum all over my shrinking cock. By the time I awoke it was morning, and Mom had already left for the day. But she did leave a note for me on the kitchen table. It said: "Paul, thank you for so much. We will have to have more of that soon. I have something special to tell you when I get home. Have a good day, and I love you, son."

Well, my good day was spend rubbing my cock, thinking about Mom. It was so good knowing that things were going to get back to normal - or at least normal for an incestuous Mother and teenaged son.



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