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Hello,  

Part III Pussy Worship

I protested, "Mom this can't continue - can it? This isn't right. The world 
won't let us live as lovers." She interrupted me with a quivering voice, 
"Please shut up and take me to your bed and fuck me, eat me, make me come out 
of my mind. Please son, please fuck me." What could I do? Mom is the hottest, 
most pleasurable piece of ass I could imagine so I continued to kiss and 
fondle her. It was apparent she was at the boiling point. 

I took her hand and with my cock leading the way led her to my bed. I 
recently bought a genuine solid brass bedstead. The artwork on the headboard 
had as the central  figure a man and woman in the 69 position. Other 
figurines were young girls watching and rubbing their clits. The bed on which 
the couple lay was a large brass tongue. Mom saw the artwork and said, "I 
only dreamed of that kind of sex while your Dad was alive. Now I want the 
real thing."

She started a strip tease. I sat on the bed and watched. She was two years 
younger than her sister Betsy, my first fuck, which made her 38. And while 
she did not have that teen age beauty glow she had the most beautiful and 
youthful skin from feet to tits, from her face to her toes. The evidence of 
child bearing (me) was nonexistent. Her thighs were full and at their apex 
was her pussy that begged to be fucked. (She had shaved the hair into a heart 
shape.) Her hips, like Betsy's, were full and wide, probably more so than 
average women of 38. Her tits were perfect, literally, except the left one 
had a small mole above and to the left of the nipple. Her neck was long, 
smooth and curved. Her face, that exotic face, had wide spread eyes which 
were dark brown, a tiny nose, moderate cheek bones and pair of full luscious 
lips that she licked often.

As she finished disrobing and stood next to the bed nude, I took out my cock 
and started gently stroking it. Mom became inflamed. She pushed me back 
roughly onto the bed. Again she was mounting me but this time she moved her 
crotch up to within inches of my face. I took the lead and pushed my mouth 
into her pussy and started licking and sucking. A deep, deep groan and than a 
laugh erupted, "Oh Goddddd, yes, oh yes, yess, yes, eat me, oh God eat me."

I continued tongue fucking, first licking the lips on each side, then 
nibbling her clit, then suck her clit and soon noticed her stomach beginning 
to heave and pitch. But before she tossed her load she slid backward and with 
one hand grabbed my cock and guided it to her slot. She started hunching and 
fucking. Oh God, it got hot as hell in short order. In a few minutes we both 
erupted with such a violent response that it knocked us both flat. She lay on 
my chest a full 5 minutes while I massaged her ass and back.        

After some time I thought she was asleep, but she sat up and moved off. She 
went to the center of the room and got down on her knees on the floor. She 
put her face and shoulders on the carpet which left her ass sticking straight 
up. She arched her back and both holes opened. Then she hunched her ass, then 
arched her back to give the appearance of fucking. God damn what a sight. 
Never before had I imagined Mom in that position, but the message had been 
received loud and clear. 

I knelt behind her and as I put my face into her crack she giggled. My tongue 
found the goal. I stuck it in her steaming asshole and reamed it with vigor. 
She squealed and laughed and sucked in her breath as if she would faint. "Oh 
my sweet boy, my wonderful fuck stud, what a lover you are." I continued the 
furious flicking of my tongue into and around her twat. "Don't stop, don't 
stop, don't ever stop. Give it to me. This is so fucking hot. Now, now, now, 
honey, stick your cock in. I want your cock, please," she pleaded.

I moved up and placed my cock's head at her asshole and pushed. There was 
some resistance but the juice all around greased the slide and I went in with 
force. Mom buck and humped against my thrusts. I wondered what muscles she 
was using to do that, especially so vigorously. As I pumped and fucked the 
glorious sight from my position of her ass, the erotic and sensational 
feeling in my crotch soon assured me that an explosion was due and I blew my 
nuts. "Oh Mom, oh Mom, you are one hot piece of ass. Oh God, I'm cominggggg." 
She whimpered and then squealed, "Yes, my baby, give Mommy your come. Shoot 
it. Shoot it in. God damn I love. I love your cock, oh Goddddd>"

This was my first ass fuck and my passion remained unsated even though I had 
come, so I kept fucking. It was a different sensation from fucking a pussy. I 
think, also, the heat was mostly generated from the fact that we doing 
something taboo, actually a double taboo. Mom was near climax. I don't know 
which one, maybe at least number five. As she climaxed she fell on her 
stomach and I fell with her, my cock still in her ass.

We lay still awhile. I took out my cock and put it into her very wet pussy. 
And can you believe it? Again everything was immediately revived and we were 
furiously fucking and cooing and fucking and groaning and at the end coming, 
coming and coming. The thought persisted - the best sex I have had and 
probably would have is with my Mom. Can I live a normal sex life if I can 
only get off with Mom?

Exhausted, we bathed and went to bed. During the night her hands were never 
far from my cock and I kept my hands full of tits. About 3 a.m. I awoke with 
my cock at full staff. Mom was sucking and licking it. I realized this was 
the first time she had eaten me. I asked why she had not done it before. Her 
reply, "You know after Dad died I slept with 3 or 4 guys. Each of them 
mistreated me. At least they demanded that I do things I didn't want to do. 
During sex they called me names that made me sick and all of them did things 
like grab my hair and force me, not ask me to suck and swallow. Well, I love 
sucking you because you are respectful and sometimes, sweetie, I think you 
worship my pussy, especially when you are eating it. So I easily forgot my 
other cock sucking experiences and decided to suck you off. Is that okay? You 
can imagine my answer. 

The next morning she was up early and fixed breakfast. She found one of my 
tee shirts and used it as a substitute robe. Never have I seen her more 
alluring and more sexually attractive than then. She paraded around the 
kitchen. Her tits and ass were accentuated through the thin material and 
moved sensually visible through the thin material. Before the second cup, my 
cock was fully erected and Mom was enjoying it.

"You know son, I have been overly interested in sex since I was 13. But my 
family kept me shielded from opportunities and I spent my life trying to find 
a sexual release. Your Dad was a good man but had little interest in sex. 
Even if I hadn't decided to remain faithful he kept a wary eye on me, never 
letting me show my figure or even engaging in discussion of sex. But I had an 
interest and desire that was so hot that when he died, my frustration pointed 
me to the closest fuck stud - you. I couldn't overcome my lust for you. Also, 
the sexperts say that the best sexual match is a male in the late teens or 
early 20s and a female in her mid to late 30s. There you have you and me."

As we talked Mom was sitting on a high kitchen stool. During our talk she 
stroked her pussy absent mindedly but things got hot again. I stood in front 
of her, my cock bulging through the silk pajamas. Again our lust called us to 
fuck each other with heart soul and mind. The stool was near the kitchen 
table. I took her in my arms and placed her on the table just as she spread 
her legs. She grabbed my face and started sucking my tongue. In a flash my 
cock was out and in her throbbing wet pussy. The table was the height of my 
upper thighs; therefore, my stance gave me good leverage as I pumped her with 
my cock. Her legs and arms encircled me, her mouth alternately sucked my face 
and shouted hot talk. "Fuck, fuck, oh fuck. God I love your cock. Slam it in 
darling stud. I can't get enough. Damn son. Everything about you gets me hot. 
Oh God, oh God." Again and again we got off with almost climaxes. 

We became too weak to continue. I stopped humping and let my cock soak up her 
pussy there on the table top. She began to whimper into my ear, "I'm tired 
but I still want to fuck. I want to climax even more. Can you go for another 
one?"  (As I write this today and remember her hot pussy I get so fucking hot 
I must stop and jack off. I just shot a load from my computer desk to the 
closet door.)

I picked her up and moved to the couch in the living room. I pulled the 
blinds and turned to Mom. She had thrown one leg over the back of the couch 
and the other down to the floor. She was rubbing her tits with one hand and 
her pussy with the other. God, the sex orgy continues. I fell to my knees and 
pushed my face into her wet, steaming, pink pussy. She came alive and pulled 
on my head as if to push it into her birth canal. She then tugged on my head 
and said, "I want to 69. Let's change ends." I can take orders so I said, 
"Yes Mom." I put my cock over her face and dove back into her wet pussy. 
Frankly, it's difficult for me to concentrate on eating pussy when a fiercely 
hot mouth is jacking me off, but I steeled my resolve and ate her out to the 
point of delirium. I shot my wad into her mouth and I assume she swallowed.

We went to sleep on the couch for a while then moved to the bed. And this is 
the first time we slept in the same bed since I was 9. That and many other 
thoughts entered my mind as I continued to worship Mom's pussy and she 
continued to lust after my cock. Sleep was the medicine for our exhaustion. I 
got up first, put on the coffee and took a shower. As I bathed I recalled the 
times I jacked off in the shower at home and imagined the times my mother 
described of watching me without my knowledge. You guessed it. I got hot and 
horny again. My cocks started jumping and I wanted to put it into Mom's 
beautiful pussy. As I dried off and started down the hall I heard the shower 
in the main bathroom being turned off. Mom had showered while did. Maybe she 
was thinking along my line. As I approached the main bath the door swung open 
and Mom came out in a long black negligee. It was split from near the waist 
and curbed down one thigh. She swayed away from me toward the bedroom. I 
pursued with my cock in hand. 

She turned upon my pursuit and said sternly, "Sir, if you want my pussy, you 
will have to prove you are a gentleman." I paused, dropped my cock and bowed 
slightly and spoke, "Pardon Madam, will you please pass the pussy?" She 
giggled and fell on the bed and stripped the negligee. I dove in head first 
and thinking that this is the hottest fucking time I will ever have, mostly 
due to the taboo and forbidden acts of incest we have indulged in. Through 
the rest of the night we fucked and sucked and again she let me fuck her in 
the ass, squealing with delight and finally we were sated.

We talked the next day because Mom had to go back to her job in the school 
cafeteria at home. She wondered if she could find a job here in town so we 
could be near. We discussed whether that would be wise. The discussion left 
our affair without a future or a resolution. As she left to go to her cab out 
front we kissed frantically and said good byes, each wondering what lay ahead.

Thanks, Gary B.

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