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Subject: i n c e s t story: "MOMMA FOR LUNCH" 58825
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MOMMA FOR LUNCH
Mom and Dad split up about a year ago, leaving me
and Momma at home. School was out for the summer,
and Momma got up and fixed me breakfast early,
just like she did when school was in session.
Momma was a pretty good cook. She knew how to make
a really mean omelet, that's for damned sure.
As time progressed, I noticed that, by the fourth
week of summer vacation, Mom had changed her mode
of dress at breakfast. Instead of wearing a heavy,
big bath robe, she would take a quick shower and
throw on just a T-shirt, and sit around in it for
breakfast and a few hours after that.
And that's what got me hard.
The T-shirt was old and worn in the front, and it
was a little too short to consider a good robe.
Her tits were totally visible through the old,
thin material. As she moved around the kitchen,
and stretched her body in one direction or
another, I could see her ass and sometimes, her
hairy pussy lips between her ass cheeks as she
bent over. Momma had a really hairy pussy, I could
tell, a pussy that had hair that stretched to her
ass hole. I could see the big, hanging lips,
comvered with hair as she bent over. The hair was
dark black and thick, making it look like a real
forest.
I knew she was doing it on purpose, just to excite
me. I guess she wanted to know if I found her
attractive, or sexy, or something. If she had
guessed that she had been the subject of many
masturbatory fantasies, she would have been truly
shocked.
I decided that I would pay her back. Hell, she'd
been showing me her ass, tits, and cunt for about
four days. I was going to show her my cock, and
let her know for sure that she had a nice,
beautiful body that could turn a guy on.
The next morning I dressed appropriately. I took a
quick shower, and put on a terry cloth wrap that
looked more like a skirt than anything else. I
pulled it up and folded the top down. This pulled
the material apart in the front, leaving a space
for my cock to hang out just a little. I pulled it
up higher, right even with my balls. That should
do it, I thought.
I went down to breakfast, my cock and balls
bouncing obscenely as I ran down the stairs. When
I went into the kitchen, I found Mom dressed as
usual, only her T-shirt was shorter than ever. She
was wearing no panties. She took one look at me,
and her eyes widened. Her eyes went immediately to
my crotch. The attention caused my
already-hardening cock to jerk and begin to grow.
I sat down and looked at my cup of coffee. Mom
turned around and looked for something under the
sink, spreading her legs, bending over. Her
smooth, round ass cheeks were nice and pink, and
her cunt lips hanging between them were even
bigger than I had thought. I had never seen her
this way, her legs spread, bent over so far. I
could feel my cock jerk more, and there it was. I
had a full erection, sticking straight up in the
air, out of the robe altogether.
"Nice ass, Mom," I said.
She turned and looked at me, but didn't
straighten. Her eyes widened as she scoped my
dick.
"Nice cock," she said with a smile.
"It's because of your fine ass that it's so hard."
"Really? You really mean that, Will?"
I stood and walked over to her. She didn't move.
She stayed right where she was, her ass high in
the air. I took off my robe and rubbed my cock
against one smooth ass cheek.
"Yes, I really mean that," I said. Hell, yes, I
meant it. She had a nice ass, and the hairiest
damned cunt I'd ever seen.
Her eyes closed, and her breathing seemed awfully
heavy. "Oh, God, Will, that feels so, so damned
sexy! Do you know what you're doing to me?"
"Yes, Momma. Do you know what you're doing to me?"
I asked.
She smiled. "I can see what I'm doing to you." She
backed up and little, pressing her ass against my
cock.
I backed away and got on my knees, my cock
slapping against my stomach. I reached up and felt
of her smooth butt, pulling the cheeks apart. I
ran my fingers down the cleft of her ass, across
her asshole, and then to her cunt. She moaned as I
touched her pussy. It was wet and warm between her
legs, some of the hairs matted against her lips.
I leaned forward and kissed her cunt lips, sending
my tongue along the ridge of each one. I could
taste the juices that had leaked from her cunt,
could feel the hairs --- thousands of them ---
pressing against my tongue.
She moaned again and pulled away. She turned
toward me as she stood up, and pulled her shirt
over her head and tossed it on the table. I pushed
her gently toward one of the chairs. She sat, and
I pulled her legs apart as she leaned back. Her
tits were round and firm, her nipples little red
cherries. I bent forward and stuck my tongue in
her navel as I reached up and pinched her erect
nipples.
I moved downward with my tongue, wiping it across
her pubic triangle, down further to her labia.
With one hand, I pulled her pussy lips apart and
flicked at her clit with my tongue. She began to
moan really loud, and her body trembled as her
stomach muscles contracted. She lifted her legs
and screamed, and then she sat still.
"Damn, that was good," she said.
I stood and stuck my stiff cock in her face. I
reached down and began stroking myself, and she
leaned forward and opened her mouth. I stuck my
cock in her mouth, and she started sucking. I came
right away, thrusting my hips forward, filling her
mouth with hot sperm.
She sucked and swallowed. Then, I pulled my stiff
dick out of her mouth, and let a drop of cum fall
on her tits. She reached up, and to my amazement,
rubbed the cum into her tits.
After that, breakfast was forgotten, and I had
Momma for lunch, too.
--- William R., Atlanta, GA
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