Perverts 'R' Us

Mother's Son - Part 1

By Loki925 ( m/Fg, inc-mom/son/dau, con )

This story is totally fictitious and does not resemble anyone or anything in reality, whatever that is.

My name is Rick Hill, but that's not my real name. I can't tell you my real name because my ass-wipe, chicken shit father might find me, my mother, and my little sister. The last time I saw my dad was when I was ten. He was beating the crap out of my mom. I tried to stop him, but I was too small. So all I got for trying was a busted nose and a fractured jaw. Eating using a straw was not that bad, because it finally convinced my mom to press charges.

Then again it would not have mattered if she had pressed the charges. The police would not have arrested him. Back then he could hit my mom all he wanted, but when he hit me he screwed up. He was charged with assault on a minor and child abuse. The judge sentenced him to five years to ten. He is probably out there somewhere this very minute looking for us.

I am not worried about me. I am sixteen now and a whole lot bigger. It's my mom and sister I worry about. My sister is just ten and mom works way too much. She looks very worn out at only 33. I told my mom I should quit school, but she had a fit.

She said, "Do you want to flip burgers, or wait tables like me?"

I had to say, "No."

She said, "Good. Go to college and get good job. Don't be like me."

My sister Kitty is okay, but she has that age thing going on. One minute it's 'boys, boys.' The next minute it's 'boys are pigs, boys are slime.' It makes me laugh.

One night it was 1:00 a.m. and my mom was not home from her double shift. I was more than worried. I would give her ten more minutes before I was going to call the police. As I watched the clock, each minute seemed like an hour. At 1:06 a.m. I heard my mom's key in the door lock. I rushed to the door. The door was part way open. I pulled the knob and there was my mom, standing in the driving rain.

"Mom, what happened? You're soaking wet."

She said, "The---" and started to fall. I reached for her and caught her before she hit the floor.

I don't know why I did not panic. Maybe it was the first responder course I had taken at school. I knew I had to get my mom out of her wet clothes and get her warm. I picked her up and carried her to her room.

I put her on the bed and started to get her out of her wet clothing. I had no problem with her coat, but when I took off her dress and un-clasped her wet bra my eyes were glued to her breasts. It was my first look at a pair of real, live tits.

I wanted to touch them, I wanted to feel them. I cursed myself silently, "This is your mom, stupid." I closed my eyes and pulled off her wet panties. I had promised myself I would not look, but I could not keep my own promise. I had to look.

This was my first look at a real, live pussy. My eyes were fixed on my mom's well- trimmed bush. I saw her wet, cold slit as it glistened in the warm light of the room. I felt my cock twitch in my pants. "Crap." I whispered.

I quickly ran to the hall closet and grabbed a warm quilt. I dashed back into the bedroom and covered my mom with the quilt. I stood in her bedroom for some time, watching her breasts heave as her lungs filled air. I want to pull the blanket off of her. But she looked warm and peaceful sleeping under the warm quilt.

I decided to go to bed. I turned to leave the room when I heard, "Don't hit me, please don't."

I turned, and went back to the bed and started to shake my mom's shoulder.

"Mom, Mom. Wake up, Mom."

My mom woke up. "Rick. Oh Rick," she said crying, and put her arms around me.

I had comforted my mom at least a hundred times, but this time it felt different. My sister Kitty, wearing her Barbie doll printed pajamas, walked into the room.

Rubbing her eyes she said, "Is mom okay?"

"She is fine. Now go back to bed."

"But----".

"Go on, honey. I am fine. In a minute Rick will tuck you in."

"Okay." Kitty smiled and went off to her room.

"Rick, how did I get in here?"

"I put you in bed."

"You mean you undressed me?"

"Yes."

"Rick!"

"Mom, you were soaking wet. If I did not get you out of your clothing you could have gotten pneumonia."

"Did you look?"

"Well."

"Rick! I am your mother."

"Mom."

"I guess it's all right. My wet clothes and all." Then she said, "Go tuck your sister in."

"Okay." I answered.

I was about to leave the room when I said, "Mom, you got one knock-out body." I knew I should not have said it, but I did.

"Rick!" she said, slightly embarrassed.

I went to my sister's room and she greeted me with a bright smile. With mom working so much I was mom, big brother, and dad rolled into one. I enjoyed taking care of Kitty and we got along well.

I hugged Kitty, and then kissed her forehead. But as usual, she asked for a kiss on the lips. I gave her ten little smooches, one for each year.

I asked, "You want pancakes or waffles tomorrow?"

"Both, with lots and lots of syrup."

"You got it." We had the frozen kind of each one, so this was not going to be a problem.

"Good night, Rick."

"Good night, Kitty."

I went back to my mom's room. "Rick," my mom said. "Close the door. I need to talk to you."

I closed the door.

"Come sit over here," she said, tapping the bed.

I sat on the bed. She looked at me for some time before she said, "Rick, have you, have you had---"

"Had sex? No." I answered before she could get it out.

She looked at me again. "Mom," I said, "I have taken health education so I know all about babies."

"I'm sorry, Rick. You should be going out on dates."

"Mom!"

"Did you mean what you said about, about---?"

"About you? Hell, yes."

My mom did not say anything for some time. Then she said, "Rick, you're only sixteen, but you're ten times the man your father ever was."

It felt good hearing that from mom.

My mom paused again. Then she said, "And because you are ten times the man you deserve ten times the pleasure. Now take off your clothes."

"Mom, you can't be serious."

"Take off your clothes or I will ground you for a month."

"Ground me, Mom? I am already grounded." I smiled. My mom smiled and we both laughed.

Then my mom put her hand on my crotch and said, "Well?"

My cock jumped in my pants and I said with a lustful smile, "Okay mom, but don't look."

My mom smiled. As I started to undress, my mom let the quilt drop off her body. When I stepped out of my drawers, my cock was already hard.

When my mom saw my hard cock she said, "Well, you certainly did not get that from your father."

I knew she was referring to my cock. I knew from taking showers after gym, I never got laughed at like some of the guys who had small cocks, but I did not think my cock was that big.

"Rick, lie down on the bed. I have to measure that." she said with a gleam in her eye.

I was starting to feel weird. My mom was naked and so was I, but now she was going to measure my cock. I lay down on the bed. My mom went looking for a tape measure.

As I waited I could not help thinking, I was going to have sex for the first time, but it was going to be with my very own mother. I thought, "What if I get her pregnant? What would the child be, my brother and my son?" It was too weird.

My cock went soft. I was now having second thoughts. I sat up just as my mom returned.

I said, "Mom, what if I get you pregnant?"

My mom looked at me, then said, "Don't worry. After Kitty was born I had my tubes tied, so there is no way you can get me pregnant."

I breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out on the bed.

My mom looked at my soft cock and said, "Well now, I have to do something about that."

I still had some doubts, but when my sexy mom put her hand on my cock, my doubts faded away as the sun fades into the night. I admired her body as she stroked my cock and in no time at all my cock was rock hard.

My mom measured my cock and said, "Eight and one-half inches. You definitely did not get that from your father. The little-dick bastard was only five and three-quarters inches. You must have gotten your big cock from your grandpa."

"Grandpa," I thought. "I never met the man, and how does my mom know he has a big cock?"

I wanted to say something, but my mom put my cock into her mouth.

"I am going to suck you until you cum, then I am going to make you a mother fucker." my mom said with a sly smile.

My mom's wet mouth felt good on my hard cock. She sucked me for a minute or so, and then said, "Your cock sure tastes good."

When my mom went back to sucking my cock, I had no more doubts about fucking my own mother. In fact, I could hardly wait to put my cock into the same pussy I jumped out of sixteen years ago.

Being this was my first time having my cock sucked I had no way to measure how well my mom sucked my cock. All I knew was my cock felt great in her warm mouth, and she seemed to be really enjoying herself. Then my mom put my whole cock into her mouth. That has got to be a 10!

With long vacuum sucking strokes my mom was practically eating my cock. When she stroked my balls, like a volcano my cock erupted and sprayed cum into my mom's mouth.

I watched as my own mother drank every bit of my load. "Wow, mom," I said, "that was fantastic!"

"Thanks," my mom said, "Now let's make you a mother fucker."

"Whatever you say, mom."

My mom stretched out on her bed. She spread her legs and put her knees up. I could see the pink innards of her cunt beckoning me to drive the fullness of my cock into her unknown depths.

I no longer looked at the woman on the bed as my mother. I looked at her as a woman waiting to be fucked. I raised myself over her. I wanted this to be complete. I put my mouth to her mouth. I kissed my own mother with wanton abandon and she kissed me back.

She put her tongue into my mouth. This is the first time I had ever tongue-kissed a woman. I felt awkward, but as her tongue moved about in my mouth I easily got the hang of it.

My mom reached for my cock and placed it at the entrance of her cunt. I could not help but think about the old clichés, "You spend nine months getting out of your mother and the rest of your life trying to get back in."

I drove the full length of my cock into her warm wet pussy. My mother moaned, "Fuck me, Rick!"

I changed my mind. I wanted the woman under me to be my mother and I guess I was extremely lucky that she was. Slowly I fucked my own mother and it felt unbelievably good.

I drove my cock into her as hard as I could. I did not think I could hurt her, but she winced as if I had. "Mom, did I hurt you?" I asked.

"No son, it has just been a long time since I had a big cock in my pussy. Now fuck me hard!"

"Yes, mom," I smiled and bounced my balls on her ass with each stroke.

"Cum in your mother, son. Cum in me hard. I want you to be a true MOTHER FUCKER!!"

I felt my mother's cunt spasm and my balls let loose with a torrent of cum. Her cunt squeezed my cock, milking it to the last drop. My cock started to shrink but I wanted to go again.

Then I heard, "Oh good, you're not gay!"

It was Kitty, my sister. Standing there. I looked at her and wondered how long she had been there when she said, "Mom, can Rick fuck me now?"

"Sure honey, but I want to taste your little cunt before he pops your cherry."

"Mom, I popped it three months ago or at least I think I did."

"What did you do?"

"Well I shoved my finger all the way into my pussy and when I pulled it out it had some blood on it."

"Well that does not count. Now get undressed."

"Okay, mom."

"Mom, she is only ten." I protested.

"Ten is a good age. My dad did me when I was nine."

"What?"

"It's a long story. I will tell you tomorrow when we leave this rat trap and go see my dad."

"I guess I have no choice then." Not that I really wanted one. I had been attracted to Kitty's developing body ever since she turned nine. But the idea that she was my sister kept me from acting on my lustful desires.

"Nope." Kitty said, and took off her pajama shirt to reveal her little tiny, puffy tits.

To be continued. E-mail: loki925@hotmail.com