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Incest - 420
Before you EVEN close this, I have one thing to
say. This is not about smoking pot. This is about
something a tad more personal. No matter how much
I try, I can only last seven minutes. So why the
title? Do the math: seven minutes, each with sixty
seconds. 420.
At first I thought I was normal. I mean... seven
minutes of sex is nothing to sneeze at. It wasn't
like I shot off the instant I got hard. I got the
idea to time myself from listening to my friends
talk about how long they banged this chic or that
broad. Seven minutes and I was proud of every
second. At first.
For those of you in the medical profession, I know
you're wondering if that was only on the first
blast of cum. No such luck; no matter how many
times I jacked off, got blown, or fucked someone
in whichever hole they liked, I lasted exactly
seven minutes. No more; no less. I've tried
everything to increase the time. This includes
hypnosis. Nothing helps.
Now I will say this; seven minutes is a long time
to wait for an orgasm. Especially when you want a
quickie. When the only thing you want to do is get
in, get yours and get out, seven minutes is an
eternity. Other than that, there's nothing good
about seven minutes of hot sex, other than the sex
itself. I try to make those seven minutes the best
any woman can get from a guy. From what I've been
told, I do a good job on that front. Let me tell
you about the first woman to know about my
situation. Hold on to your hats, people. This one
will be a ride you won't forget.
* * * *
I was fifteen when it happened. My father had
gotten shot while at work. Seems he was fucking
his secretary and her husband, an alcoholic, found
out. One blast from a sawed-off shotgun later and
I was without a father figure. Just as well; from
what my mother said he was always cheating on her.
Three years later, I had just come home from
school on a Friday and was looking forward to
spending the night downloading some porn and
mp3's. I walked into an empty kitchen, slinging my
bookbag down into what I call my Ready Room. The
small closet served to hold our cleaning supplies
and my schoolbooks. Also made a good hiding place
for my mom's stash of weed.
I never said a word, as usual. I made my way up
the stairs and was heading for my bedroom when I
heard the familiar gasp of sexual release from my
mother's room. I smiled; Shelby was over again.
Since the incident, my mother, Lily, had found
comfort, and sexual release, in the arms and cunt
of her best friend Shelby Hill. As I quietly
opened my door, I heard my mother's voice.
"Joey? Joey? Is that you, hon?"
"Yeah."
"Come here for a moment."
I froze. If what I suspected was true, my mother
and her lover would be nude. I Was going to see a
woman... TWO women... totally nude and in living
color. For a second, I wondered if I should go.
One of the women WAS my mother. But a teenager's
dick, once awakened, does all of the thinking. And
none of it makes any sense to a logical mind.
"Just a moment, mom. I want to check my email."
"Hurry up dear. It's important."
Thanking God for ethernet, I logged on and began
downloading from my favorite newsgroup. Normally
very selective, I just selected the most files I
could and quickly headed out of my room. I knocked
softly on my mother's door, noticing that it was
slightly open.
"Come in, Hon." She sounded funny. Like she had
not cum yet. I knew the sound well because Shelby
and she had been interrupted several times by the
phone ringing.
I walked in and laid eyes on a sight I will never
forget. My mother was on her bed, alone, and her
legs were spread wide open. She had a thick silver
vibrator ramming into her bald cunt. Talk about a
sight to remember!!
"Uh... what is it, mom?" My eyes refused to leave
the sight of her spread cunt... and the small ring
in her clit.
"I just wanted to know how my only son was doing.
And ask him a few questions about his sex life."
"MOM!"
"I know about you and Miko. I know she teased my
poor boy all night long and left him with blue
balls. Come on. Sit down next to me and talk about
it." I sat next to her, swallowing hard.
There was nothing really to tell. Miko, head
cheerleader and known cocktease, had asked me out
on a date. I knew what she was going to do, but I
thought like most of her other victims, that I was
the one who was going to get inside those pants. I
wasn't; she spent the entire night doing
everything possible to make me shoot my load in my
pants. Too bad she didn't know about my problem.
See... I need seven minutes of actual contact. Ten
seconds of teasing here or there simply wouldn't
do it. So I guess I actually won. Didn't feel that
way to me then.
While I told my mom about Miko, she was sliding
that vibrator in and out of her cunt. She was
dripping wet; I could see her juices literally
squish out of her cunt. The sound was more erotic
than any of the porn movies in my growing
collection.
"My poor baby. Did it hurt?"
"Yeah. I played with myself as soon as I got
home."
"I know. I heard you. Take it out, Joey."
That's when I tore my gaze away from her cunt and
locked eyes with my mother. She was staring at me
with nothing short of pure lust. She saw my
hesitation, and her gaze quickly took on that
"Don't give me shit" look. So I rose and began to
drop my pants. My dick was harder than it had ever
been. I was about to show my dick to a woman... MY
OWN MOTHER!! I dropped my pants and underwear and
let my dick hang. It was seven inches long, and
close to two inches thick. A real monster by
teenager standards. Or so I was lead to believe.
"My God," she whispered. Her eyes fixed on my
throbbing member and never moved. She licked her
lips, and it jumped again. My mind raced. Would
she? That's when I blurted out my problem.
"Mom. I can't last more than seven minutes. I've
tried everything, but only manage seven minutes.
Is something wrong with me?" I held my breath as I
waited for her to speak.
"Seven minutes? Well... Let's see." With that. She
crawled over to me, lying prone on her bed, and
inhaled my dick. All seven inches.
If I didn't know about my special problem, I would
have known I would shoot off that instant. She
started sucking me off like a woman possessed. I
guess she was possessed... by lust. Up and down
the length of my dick her head went. I closed my
eyes and let the sensations wash over me. It was
the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced.
Still is.
When I felt myself about to blow, I tried to pull
away. She wouldn't have it; she slid one hand
around my ass... and slid a finger up my asshole.
Holy burning dog shit on an upside down cross that
felt good!! But it didn't set me off early. I had
been mentally keeping time and knew I had a full
fifteen seconds to go. Right on schedule I lost
it. Moaning and groaning as blast after blast of
cum shot down my mother's throat.
I should have felt ashamed for letting my mother
seduce and blow me, but I was too spent. I'd just
been blown... by my mother!!! To hell with taboo;
that felt awesome! My mother cleaned me off with
her mouth, gently sucking my cock as it shrank.
"Seven minutes exactly. Are you finished for the
night?" She sounded disappointed. But her question
kicked something in my head.
See... I'd never jacked off right after having
shot my load. I always waited an hour or so. So I
had no idea how long it took me to recover. I'd
also never had a blowjob before. So I was in
uncharted territory here.
"No, but I don't know how long it will take me to
recover. Mom... that was..."
"Our little secret. And Shelby's if you'll let me
tell her."
"Only if I can share her," I said with a chuckle.
"Deal."
My mind shut down. Was she serious? Shelby was a
stunning black woman with HUGE tits! If my mother
were willing to share her lover with her son...
would she share me with her? So many thoughts. I
nodded quickly. Then my mother rolled over and
turned around, sliding over the satin sheets of
her bed.
"Eat me. When you're up, fuck me. We'll see how
long it takes." She was serious! I'd had sex
before, sans a blowjob, so I knew what could
happen.
"But you might get pregnant."
"Not unless Doctor Madison fucked up when he tied
my tubes. Now get to work, young man." I dropped
down to my knees and plastered my face between her
legs.
The only woman I'd ever eaten out was my best
friend Monica. She was interested in learning
about sex, but she wanted her first to be someone
she trusted. Not loved; she knew that would
probably be too high to reach for. So she chose
me. It was a night of discovery for both of us.
She has a low boiling point. She came easily and
often. All I had to do was concentrate on not
hurting her and my own pleasure. Monica was the
first cunt I'd ever seen up close. It was just
beginning to show signs of a bush, and smelled
freshly washed.
My mother thrashed on the bed, obviously enjoying
my tongue-lashing. I split my attention between
sucking her gushing cunt and my dick. Nothing yet.
Mom soared from one orgasm to the next, even
commanding me to tongue her asshole. It bothered
me... for all of three seconds. Once I did it, I
vowed to try it on Monica the first chance I got.
Which would be the next day.
My mind, trained to respond to a seven-minute
episode, kicked over. I checked my dick; it was
hard. Seven down and seven up. I chuckled, yanking
yet another orgasm from my mom.
"Oh GOD! Joey! You're killing me! Don't stop!"
"But mom... you said..." Apparently she
remembered. She grabbed my head and Pulled me on
top of her sweat-drenched body. I felt my dick
twitch. She wrapped her hands around my dick, now
fully hard, and guided me into her soaked sex.
Christ of a three-legged crutch she was tight! I
wondered about that, but chalked it up to her
lesbian lover using fingers and small, relatively
speaking, dildos. I started off slowly, easing my
dick in and out of her clutching chasm.
She must have like it. She wrapped her legs around
my back and matched my rhythm. My mind was fogged
over. I was fucking my own mother. I still
couldn't believe it, but my dick damn sure did.
She shook as another orgasm tore her apart. I
figure she was done for the day. I was dead wrong.
She reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the
cordless phone. My heart skipped. Was she going to
call Shelby?
"Shelby? It's Lily. You've got..." She looked at
me and I mouthed 'five.' "less than five minutes
to get over here." She disconnected, and asked me
to pull out.
"But..."
"And press pause. I want to see if you last seven
minutes total or just in one stretch." She got off
the bed and staggered to her personal bathroom. I
sat still and focused one staying hard. Not that I
had a tough time doing that. A little while later,
she came out of her bathroom, a royal blue robe
wrapped around her beautiful body.
As if on cue, the doorbell rang. I remained in the
bedroom while she went to let Shelby in. My first
interracial experience. My first incestuous
experience. What next: anal sex? My dick jumped at
that thought, and I agreed. It WAS something to
think about, and a good thought at that.
Shelby walked into the room, throwing her tee
shirt and bra into a corner. She looked like some
African princess, complete with a bald bush. I
only now that because she let the short black
skirt fall to the floor before making her way over
to me.
"Your mother tells me you have a problem. I hope I
can help." Her hand felt like velvet as it wrapped
around my dick and began stroking it.
"Lily? May I?"
"Go ahead. I'll go and fix us something to eat and
drink. Joey?" I grunted. I Heard her chuckle, then
silence.
"You've fucked her well, young man. Now let's see
how you handle a thirty-three year old asshole."
My eyes snapped open. Ask and ye shall receive! I
mentally checked the time: three minutes and
thirteen seconds until showtime. She'd let go of
my dick, so the clock paused. Crawling onto the
bed, Shelby reached into a drawer of the
nightstand and produced a half-empty tube of Anal
Lube. Guess they did this QUITE often. She handed
me the tube. I wondered if this would count, so I
decided to squeeze a huge dollop onto her asshole.
The brown orifice looked well used, but not
sloppy. I didn't touch her, however. I didn't want
to set the clock going again. I crawled up behind
her... and grabbed my cock. The clock started
again.
I slid into her asshole, but it was not easy. It
took twenty seconds, and she was moaning like a
dying man pleased to die. Once fully embedded, I
began a slow in and out motion. Ten seconds later,
spurred on by her rising voice, I was fucking her
like a madman. My body felt more alive than it
ever had did. I was banging my mother's lover
and... I turned around and saw my mother fingering
her slit slowly. A small silver tray sat on her
dresser. That's when I noticed her hooka.
I knew my mom smoked pot. She always had a stash
somewhere around the house. I never suspected she
would actually offer me some. She didn't but still
the implication was there. Later on she told me
that I wasn't to smoke until I turned sixteen.
Three months to wait. Easy as cake for a teenager
who knew he was going to be getting more sex than
most full-grown men are. What better substitute
for a joint that a pair of ripe and willing tits
to suck on!!
Ten seconds before blast off I warned Shelby. I
didn't say something cheesy; I grunted and snorted
once. She got the message and kicked into high
gear, slamming her ass back in time with my
thrusts. I tried to hold out for one more second.
Just one more tick on the clock. Didn't work;
right on schedule I lost it, sending my sperm
flying into her asshole. This set her off. Shelby
started snarling and snorting and groaning. I
honestly thought something was wrong and tried to
pull free. Her asshole refused to let me, choosing
to milk me dry.
I vibrated through the aftermath of that orgasm,
totally spent. Even if I did get another boner I
lacked the strength to use it. I flopped on top of
Shelby's back and inhaled deeply, forcing air into
my lungs. I lay there for more than seven minutes,
which really did catch me off guard, before
finally pulling free of her. I felt someone stroke
my head as sleep finally fell over my eyes.
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