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A Tale of Forbidden Loveby mejau71 ©
This story is entirely fictional. The characters in this story are not
real, nor are they in any way related to any real living individual.
The intent is strictly for the enjoyment of all readers, and it is not
an endorsement of any theme and/or lifestyle.I welcome all feedback as
long as it is supportive and heartening.* * * * *Enjoy...My name is
Shannon, and I work for an affluent college just outside of Chicago. I
recently turned 30 years old, and have been single for the majority of
my life. Admittedly, it's been an easy way to go for me and my
finances since my parents were well off ever since I can remember. In
fact, their large, charitable donations to the college landed me the
job five years ago. I didn't see the point in working since money was
never an issue for us, but now I clearly enjoy having a Monday through
Friday job in the bursar's office on campus.I've never lasted longer
than a year in any of my relationships, with both men and women. I
began experimenting with other women when I was at college-- the very
one I work for now. It was the typical "curiosity killed the cat"
thing, yet a few relationships proved far more meaningful than others.
Not to sound haughty, but I was very proud of my features... Very
busty, and lots of curves to explore. My measurements have been
virtually identical since I reached my zenith at 25... 38d-30-38. I
was given my raven tresses and eyes from my mother, and my abundant
features from my father. And I also inherited a shapely, full backside
from my dear Mother, whom, even to this day, is a complete and total
knockout. In the winter, my skin emanates a nice olive complexion, and
in the summer, it turns to a nice, evenly tanned chestnut hue. Anyone
who thinks plentiful and larger women are not attractive, then I say
to them; Don't limit yourself to just one type. Of the women I have
bedded, the absolute best have been the ones who weren't your People
magazine cover girls.Being of an independent nature most of my life, I
always tried avoiding any long term commitments. I receive a lot of
offers from both sexes, yet I try to be discreet and somewhat
selective in who I go out with. And considering where I work, there
are always batches of young men and women to gaze and admire. Yet one
in particular caught my eye one day...David was a fresh faced,
handsome freshman who had stumbled into the bursar's office one day
for some help with his living arrangements. My co-workers were all at
lunch, and I was the only one there who could help. Immediately, my
eyes noticed something different about this young man. He was a tall,
very attractive 18 year old who obviously seemed out of place in his
first year there. Yet his demeanor didn't seem to reflect any type of
arrogance of self-assurance. His features held the bluest eyes, almost
like two sapphires staring right at you. His styled, light brown hair
fit nicely into his boyish charm... a smooth, acne free face didn't
seem too manly. In fact, his face partially reminded me that of a
woman's. I didn't make a practice of dating the students. If it did
happen, it would usually be with the seniors. That way if the
relationship ended in disaster, I wouldn't have to see them the next
year. But something about David made me want to know more.After a
congenial, friendly conversation, David and I soon had his problem
solved. I could tell he was very shy and somewhat intimidated by my
outward sexuality. I am a very outspoken and open woman, and blatantly
complimented David on his good looks. I was dressed in a revealing
gray suit that day, one that hugged my voluptuous, curvy figure. At
times, I kept noticing David peeking at my full, rounded ass when I
was up walking around, or at another desk. My senses could tell he too
was intrigued. I soon bridged the opportunity by asking him for dinner
that night. He accepted.I decided to wear one of my black cocktail
dresses to dinner that night. I ended up taking him to one of my
favorite downtown restaurants in Chicago. He too dressed for the
occasion, and looked radiant as he escorted me into the establishment.
The atmosphere was perfect for a classic seduction... and that, I will
admit was intentional. The thoughts and visions of him between my legs
kept swirling throughout my head, and before this night was finished,
I knew I had to have him inside me.Coming back to my home, safely
located outside the suburbs, I invited David inside. He knew as well
as I did what we both obviously wanted. But I could tell he was
bashful and reserved about staring too long at me."David, it's okay to
look at me. I didn't wear this dress just to be warm tonight" I said
as we sat in the dark, lowly lit den."I'm sorry. I just didn't want
you to think that's all I wanted tonight." He said. I smiled, standing
up in front of him. What a sweet boy, I thought. His manners were
flawless the entire evening, courteous, respectful, and ever the
gentleman. Glowing with passion and appetite, my hands reached for the
thin spaghetti straps that clung to my tan shoulders, and pulled them
slowly down my shoulders. My eyes on his the entire time, I watched as
he saw the thin material slide down my curvy body. He was
mesmerized.Remembering his stares at my backside, I turned around as I
continued to peel the dress down the arch of my back. With the
material hugging the width of my ass cheeks, I glanced back at David--
intentionally swaying my wide hips slowly... He was hooked, and I knew
it."Tell me what you like about me, David." I whispered as the dress
fell upon the floor. He stammered, obviously uncomfortable at
verbalizing his desires-- as most people typically are."It's just...
nice." He managed to utter."What else, David? I see the way you're
looking at me-- my ass. What do you like about it?" I continued as I
backed up, narrowing the gap between his face and the softened texture
of my cheeks. I could hear his breathing swell."God, it's... just..."
he floundered."Round?" I said.He sighed with appreciation. "Oh God
yes. So beautiful.""So you like girls with a full ass?" I cooed as I
inched closer to him."Uh-huh." He managed to reply."Put your hands on
it, David. It's okay. I want you to touch me. Feel my ass in your
hands." I said as his palms quickly placed themselves on each supple
orb.He was clumsy at first, yet his obvious appreciation soon
translated itself into a slow, careful massage. My eyelids fluttered
as David's actions arrested my senses. A mere boy, yet I could tell he
would be a skilled and thoughtful lover once properly educated. With
my hair dangling freely around my neck and shoulders, I flung it back
around my shoulder so I could see the look in his eyes as his grateful
caresses continued. That was something I truly got off on... the look
in someone's eyes as they were gently submerged into the waters of
lust. There he sat, not once taking his eyes off my bronzed globes.
His fingers pressing themselves into the plumpness of each orb... his
pale ivory skin matched against the mahogany hued flesh of my ass. I
shuddered.Turning around, I began to loosen the constraints of my
black laced brazier. The look in his eyes was of disappointment, yet
fascination as the bra fell to the floor, revealing my large, motherly
breasts. Not to be presumptuous, but I did feel good about my body. I
glow every time I make love to a man or a woman. And I know that each
lover I devour, they are genuinely satisfied with my healthy physique.
I wasn't going to torture myself or starve to be something, or someone
I'm not. And as David's youthful hands reached up to cup my savory
breasts, I exhaled in elation as his face soon buried itself in my
inviting cleavage. His moans became muffled between the deep valley of
my bosom as my hands ran through his thick, short hair. My knees soon
sat on each side of him as I easily straddled him... Nothing else
mattered at this point except the two of us... I felt the smoothness
of his actions, like he intentionally took his time so he wouldn't
forget. Which compared to any other young man David's age, made no
sense whatsoever. 18 year olds usually rip their pants off just
getting atop a female... this was nothing of the sort. This boy had
talent. He was going to make some woman very happy one day. Except
this night... he was all mine."I'm going to love pulling that seed
from your cock tonight." I managed to say as his hands (again) found
my ass. All he could do was moan once more. This was my cue...Locking
lips with David for the first time, I could feel the shudders in his
frame... There was so much anticipation in his eyes. I smiled, knowing
he was going to have his first orgasm with me. The ever growing
prowler, I felt a wave of hunger wash over me... That was all the
inspiration I needed to fall to my knees, and release this young man's
cock.Flinging the zipper down, he and I thrust the cumbersome material
down passed his ankles. I typically liked for my lovers to be as
comfortable as possible, so I whisked his shoes and socks off all
together. I hated those hastened moments of hunger when two people
don't completely shed themselves of their clothing... For me, that
made it even less personal. And then, as I crawled upward to his
groin, my eyes saw the length that he was given. My mouth about
dropped when I saw his massive, throbbing manhood. It must have been
ten inches long, and a nice thick width. This was going to be a
beautiful night indeed.After dousing his quivering penis between my
breasts, my head lowered and lips parted... It was then I felt a tug
at my head-- motioning me to look up."I'm a virgin." murmured David.I
smiled, not because of his naiveté, but because I was going to have
the pleasure of taking this young man's virginity away from him. Young
men have so much energy and potency built up in them at that ripe
age."And I don't have a rubber." He went on to add.My response to that
of my tongue easing out, and running across the tip of his trembling
penis. I didn't care... he had to be inside me and soon. Besides, my
tubes were tied when I was 26 after realizing children were in no way
a part of future. As my tongue felt the softness of his head, my lips
parted further as a large amount of my saliva flowed out over his
cock. That was my little touch to prepare the feast... like a fly when
it consumes it's nourishment. David's cock was my nourishment... All I
needed was his seed gushing down my throat.Almost gagging, I engulfed
David's solid, weighty cock. It soon became sheathed with my torrid
saliva. It now glistened as I bobbed up and down on his incredible
length. God it was so long... David's hands soon rested themselves
upon my head, gently running his fingers through my lengthy strands. I
liked that... I liked that a lot. No forceful movements, no slamming
my head into an unnatural rhythm. He gasped, I swallowed... He bucked,
I swallowed more... I knew this was not going to last long. But that
was okay. I was his first, and it surprised me that he lasted this
long. There was a quick spurt of pre-cum juices that poured over my
tongue. My low moans vibrated enough to send him into convulsions...
His entire body began to thrust and buck on the couch. His manhood
almost fell out of my mouth, yet my hands now held David to the couch.
My palms secured on his sweaty chest as I was bent on making this boy
cumm. And yet this was still not enough. His manly strength consumed
him whole as he cried out in sheer rapture. David was cumming.My lips
held their lock, my tongue secured beneath the head of his cock. A
torrent of sperm jolted outward, and into the dark confines of my
mouth. His fingertips dug into my skull, and I wasn't about to wince
from the pain. Another thick flood of David's broth flooded my mouth.
I held as much of it in as I could because I enjoy taking my time in
savoring every drop I can. But this was simply too much. Contending
with his involuntary violent reactions, and trying to taste his life
giving bouillon was all too much. Thick dribbles of his seed soon
spilled down the length of his shaft. It was then I took my first
whole swallow of David's sperm. I groaned in utter delight as I felt
his warmth descend into my belly. Yet as soon as the flood of his
broth was ingested, another was waiting for consumption. I delighted
in the feast... He was cumming for me. I made David cumm.It was as if
he wouldn't stop cumming. There was so much. And despite how long it
took, I made sure every trickle of his seed was ingested. The
aftershocks soon set in as David began to catch his breath. By this
time, my head was tilted to the side, letting the tip of his penis
poke outward through my cheek. The massive bulge caught his eye as he
now began to caress my sweat soaked hair once more. My movements
slowed, almost to a crawl as I tasted the last pulses of his semen
ooze out. Much to my amazement, his cock had not lost it's command as
of yet. My mouth still felt the rigid texture, not yielding in the
least bit. I knew this was going to be a long, yet fruitful
night.After both of us shed the remains of our clothing, I walked
David to the third floor of my home where my bedroom was. He was
entranced by my fully nude shape. I too was enthralled by his... so
muscular and hard. Just like a young 18 year old man should be. There,
walking hand in hand through the large, darkened hallways of my home
was David and I... about to mate like two unbridled animals. I admit,
I was mesmerized by his genuine thoughtfulness and care. His actions
were not rude or rushed in anyway. It could easily make any helpless
woman fall quickly in love with him... Staring into his eyes made me
feel at place-- comfortable. And when we reached the doorway of my
large bedroom, he surprised me completely by whisking me off my feet,
and into his arms. I laughed out loud, amused by the romanticism he
seemed set on adding."What's wrong?" he asked politely in his
thoughtful, tender voice. My amusement faded, realizing this young man
probably had read this in a book somewhere in his youth."Nothing. Just
never had that happen to me before." I whispered back as I let myself
enjoy the affection. He still carried me across my room where my king
size bed awaited."I like the way you talk to me." He quipped."Yea?" I
replied."Yea. You don't talk down to me.""I like hearing you have sex
with me. Verbalizing your feelings and wants through words." I said as
he gently set my frame onto the bed. "It makes it so much more
powerful.""Yea. I like it." He returned.I echoed his sentiment by
positioning myself comfortably, easing my legs apart as he motioned
himself atop me. My hands came to his lower back as he lunged forward
to kiss me. This by far was his most forward act of aggression all
night. Again, I had no complaints. Our kiss matured as our tongues
twisted together in a most passionate exchange. I could tell this boy
was a lover, not a fighter. I loved being seduced by his deeply
affectionate and understanding heart. It was refreshing to say the
least.Inexperienced, David fumbled his still throbbing cock to the
outer lips of my quivering vagina. With some helpful whispers and
nudges, he soon mounted me, easing his eager cock inside me. I gasped
as I felt every inch move inside me. Recoiling on the bed, my lungs
heaved in breathless foresight. He felt so good inside me."Oooh,
David. You're so deep." I said under my breath. "So deep.""Shannon.
I..." he tried to say. His senses were on complete overload, taking
away his ability to structure a sentence."Say it, David." I said as I
felt him shift inside me. "What do you feel? Tell me what you're
thinking of.""You're just..." stumbled David as he slightly withdrew
the tip of his cock. "I can't believe I'm doing this.""What
else?""You... You're so... beautiful." He said as he pushed the rest
of his length inward.This sent me into a complete state of delirium.
All ten inches of him had safely lodged deep within my cervix. My legs
stretched outward, and came around to lock him into place. He wasn't
going anywhere. I took my left arm, and wrapped his neck with it to
bring his drenched face into the folds of my cleavage. It was there he
floundered his way into a steady rhythm."You're so deep, David."He
bucked... "Oh yes. I want to be... deeper.""You can be."He cringed in
helpless awe. "You're so beautiful Shannon.""You're mating with me,
aren't you?" I asked, trying to get him to open up more."Yea..." he
said between thrusts."Don't be afraid. Don't worry... I want you to
cum inside me, David." The look on his face said it all.It was if he
wanted to say "Really? I can do this?" It was like I granted him his
all time wish. I knew so many men had been conditioned not to ever
plant their seed deep inside a woman's womb. That stigmatism was so
unfair, and once that old fashioned notion was discarded, he and I
could truly begin to grow... I soon took notice of his sweaty brow.
The look in his eyes made me so happy. I could tell he was once again
close to cumming, and I began to chant soft words of encouragement.
The hope in that young man's eyes... that look of longing and
optimism."So much hope, isn't there?" I cooed in his ear. He head
resting on my shoulder and his lips to my ear. He quickly jolted,
obviously responding to my words."Oh baby, you can say it. Say what
you feel to me." I said as his cock surged deep within my aching
womb.So much hope."God Shannon. You have me... you have me." He gasped
as he thrusts became more insistent.He then sat up on his hands, and
initiated all of his potential. Soon, the slaps and grunts of
ourselves echoed throughout the room as overwhelming authority took
it's command. It was as if that boy wanted nothing more than to crawl
inside me whole, and stay there forever. At this point, I would have
allowed him to do so if it was physically possible... I wanted him
that bad.I decided to lay off on the verbalization of our passions for
now, and let him focus on mating with me. To give David some variety,
I shifted to my side so that he could penetrate me sideways. He seemed
to like that. But it was when I got on all fours that he truly found
his home... With his hands secured to my wide comfortable hips, David
began pounding away. He began crying out now, as I did too... I knew
he liked looking down at my wide ass slapping against his now sweaty
groin. It was becoming too much again. David was cumming once again.
And this time, it was inside the deepest regions of my womanhood. That
young man's living essence was coursing throughout my veins, and there
wasn't a thing I could do to stop it.The night evolved from simple
missionary style sex to more curious, experimental copulation. I had a
few years of experience on David, and I did everything in my power to
show him the joys and delights of great sex. And it was amazing. Not
for six hours did that boy go limp once... I began to show him the
various techniques of foreplay... I showed him how to taste a woman's
vagina the right way. Using words and actions, I showed him how to
fall into a complacent style all unto his own. By the early morning
hours, David's longing for my backside prospered as he tenderly
experienced anal sex for the first time. I gave him complete
instructions on how to do it, and do it with grace and understanding.
I made sure that he knew it was all about the woman, and not him in
order to feel complete euphoria during anal sex. Yet the pleasure he
induced me with was nothing compared to the joy of feeling his
soothing warm semen permeate my lush rectum. He was truly a pro just
waiting for his day.The next morning came as we awoke in each other's
arms. Lazily waking up, I called in to work and said I was sick with
the flu. David merely flopped his head back down to sleep. Both
obviously not ill or stricken, we fell asleep in the cozy warmth of
one another. David seemed to relish the afterglow... In fact, he was
the first male I've ever been with to not only encourage it, but
foster it. He continually amazed me. Yet I began to worry that he
might (in some way) mistake this for love. I had to be careful. I
awoke around 3pm that afternoon and decided to stir David awake with a
sensuous blowjob. Again using no hands, it wasn't long before David
filled my empty stomach with his life giving seed. To further his
open-mouthed wonder, I turned him over and began kneading his
athletic, well toned ass. If he liked my ass so much, he just had to
enjoy what I was about to do to his. Parting my lips, I smothered my
face between his cheeks, and initiated an unmerciful tonguing of his
asshole. David went into convulsions as my tongue skillfully traced
his opening, slowly easing inside him, and around his sensitive cleft.
He must have liked it because within minutes, he was sporting a fully
erect cock once more... and naturally, it found it's way back inside
me... we fucked all afternoon.That evening, David and I eventually
collapsed outside in my jacuzzi. We had just finished a lengthy sixty
nine with myself on top. To amaze him even more, I decided to kiss
David with a mouthful of his own sperm... something I had never tried
with any man before. Much to my own surprise, David didn't refuse or
deny the kiss as his warmth trickled out into his own mouth.
Encouraged, I placed my hands on the back of his head to ensure the
strength of this deed... We both swallowed his semen without any
reservation.Cuddling up in the steamy water, we began to share our
thoughts and feelings about the previous night and day. I found out
that he was indeed a true romantic at heart, and was happy to hear
that he wasn't falling in love with me. He cared for me, just as I did
for him, but he knew I wasn't going to be the love of his life. It was
at this point, I grew curious about him."What's your favorite fantasy,
David. I mean, the most erotic and taboo thing you've ever wanted to
do in your entire life." I asked as my breasts nudged against his
chest. "And don't just say you wanna watch two women get off. That's
too easy.""Well, that is what I'd like to see one day." He said with
that boyish grin I had grown so fond of."I mean you-- yourself." I
continued. "Don't be shy. Nothing is too outrageous or sick for me."He
laughed once more, this time sitting up in the water. I could tell his
interest has been piqued. "No, no, no. Trust me, mine are pretty
freakin' sick." He answered.I was now hell bent on finding out what
this fantasy was. "And me licking your balls and ass isn't sick? You
can tell me."He looked off, knowing I was right. I could tell there
was some serious reservation about this. Gee, this had to be really
good. I helped him along by reaching beneath the water, and gently
stroking his already stiff cock. I knew then he was aroused. In my
most seductive, tantalizing voice, I cooed in his ear..."What is it
you've always wanted to do, but never could? Who is it you've always
wanted? Hmm? David..." I whispered again... "David?" I said as my
tongue slid into his ear."My.. my Muu... my Mother." He said under his
breath.I sat back, truly taken by what he had just said. This was
truly unique, if not downright sick. "What did you just say?" I asked,
still trying to be reassuring."Hey-- you asked." He said, almost
offended."I know, but... wow. I wasn't expecting that!" I said. I
began to think about what he had just said. Considering the
encouragement I preached to this boy since the night before, I
shouldn't be so hard."What uhmm..." I tried to structure a complete
sentence. "What-- why you're Mother? I mean, is she-- was she abusive
or something?" I asked.He quickly answered, offended yet again. "No.
Never.""Okay. Well then, how long.... how long have you felt this
way?""Since I can remember." He said gazing off into the distance. I
could tell his heart was sincere and open. Now I wanted to know more
about this taboo desire.After a long talk about his background,
David's mother appeared more and more like a self righteous, conceited
bitch. Leaving her child to be raised by her parents was one thing,
but to totally ignore her child was something I felt was wrong. From
what I understood, his Mother cut off all communication with her
parents as well, except for a yearly Christmas card with a picture of
herself enclosed. After a few tears and a couple of glasses of wine,
David revealed that on some occasions, he would sneak her picture from
the fireplace mantle and take it to his bed so he could stare at her
image for hours on end. A most intimate heart to heart, he admitted to
me that he even fell in love with her in a certain way. These were
intimate confessions that would shock most, yet held me captive as I
continued to listen. The way he described it, the manner in which he
spoke of her was that of a lost lover... a soul who had held it's
claim on his own as true soul mates. By the end of the night, I was
convinced that the one true love in David's life was his very own
Mother.After some much needed sleep, David awoke the next morning
nestled beside my lower back. He seemed to fancy the comfortable
warmth of it, and I wasn't complaining. Later I found out that he said
that the first thing he wanted to see that morning was the high
rounded globes of my ass. After a quick bite to eat, we parted ways
with a deep soul kiss. We both had just spent over 48 hours together,
yet it was time to go back to our "lives". Yet his words and
mannerisms held me captive. Not only the gentle, yet intense way he
made love to me, but now this scenario between he and his mother kept
appearing in my mind. I began contemplating what she may look like. I
imagined how she would react to having David mating with her. Never
before had I ever thought about the concept of it, nor would I have
ever allowed this to happen to me or anyone I loved, but for some
reason, it kept coming to the forefront of my every thought. Could a
young man truly fall in love his own Mother? The way a man would his
wife, or girlfriend? I had to find out.We arranged to spend that
weekend together back at my place. I told David to bring enough
clothes for a stay, yet we both knew he wouldn't wear any of them. It
was Wednesday, and I had two days to do some investigating. Having
access to all the students' personal records, I pulled David's up late
that afternoon to get the phone number to his Grandparents. Gathering
my courage, I called and spoke to his Grandmother. I introduced myself
as someone who was coordinating a High School reunion for her
daughter, and was wanting to get in touch with her. She bought it, and
happily gave me her number... I even found out her name. Sandra. My
stomach quickly jumped. "Even her name sounds sexy." I thought to
myself. The Grandmother concluded that they haven't spoken in quite
some time, but did know how to contact her in case of any emergency. I
thanked her, and quickly planned my next call."Nelson Real Estate,
this is Sandra. May I help you?" said the soft spoken, elegant voiced
female. I stammered, but quickly hatched a scheme."Hi Sandra. My name
is Shannon Thompson, and I got your number from a friend of mine here
at work. They said you were the one to talk to to find the best house
around." I said in my most enticing, flirtatious voice. I turned on
the charm all the way, and she immediately picked up on it. After the
cordial introductions, I found out she was just outside the city, and
had several million dollar homes up for sale. As I listened to her
intoxicating, penetrating voice, (just like the libidinous, edgy voice
Demi Moore has) I came to the conclusion that she was definitely
reachable, and quite flirtatious herself. The two of us hit it off,
sharing quick stories of our lives, and how we both came to our
professions. By the end of the conversation, I found myself oddly
attracted to this complete stranger. We set a time that Friday to go
look at one of her homes. And as I hung up the phone, I could tell we
were both looking very forward to the meeting...The situation now
presented a problem. David was due in that Friday evening, and my
meeting with Sandra was scheduled for 4pm. I quickly told David to
wait for my call that night after I finished my meeting. I told him
nothing of what my plans were. Yet as all the possible scenarios
played out on my head, it soon became apparent I was setting all of
this up for David to finally see his Mother face to face after 18
years. The fleeting thoughts of a possible love affair between the two
also took shape... I had to stop. This was getting all to awkward for
me to think about. I was becoming quite aroused by the mere thought of
it all... and I wanted to make it happen no matter what.Friday came,
and before I knew it, I was face to face with Sandra. We met at her
plush office late that Friday afternoon, and I was instantaneously
struck by her prominent beauty and disposition. She was a sumptuous,
full figured blonde who had an almost identical body to mine. Perhaps
an extra two or three pounds. She stood about an inch higher than me,
and that was certainly not a problem on my account. I could tell
Sandra was the ultimate professional. She had a gentle radiance of a
rare beauty few words can illustrate. I simply wanted nothing more
than to swallow her whole right there in her office. Dressed in a
light tan, form fitting suit, I could tell she too loved to show off
the curves and features she had so generously possessed. As I sat
across from her in the entrance of her office, I soon made the
comparison that she looked almost identical to Suzanne Somers. That
wide, vivid smile... lengthy flaxen locks of hair that fell nicely
around her shoulders. Eyes that caught yours no matter where your gaze
fell upon... And her irresistible aroma; that of a spring arrangement
of the most exotic flowers. Her entire body was that of a gentle
callililly... steady, wondrous, and quite exorbitant. Her stirring
aroma saturated my senses, Her skin held a most delicious shade of
bronze-- not as dark as me, but certainly enough to make you catch
your breath. Her short skirt displayed two of the most deepest of
yellow thighs that made my heart flutter upon looking at them. And
they were just the right thickness too-- ample, yet not chubby--
perfect to burrow my fingernails into as I brought her lips to mine. I
admire women who don't feel ashamed of their weight or size. In fact,
I think most people prefer more fleshy women in my honest opinion. Her
large breasts were nicely shrouded in her blouse and jacket, yet the
jacket dipped low enough to reveal the top portion of her smooth,
bountiful cleavage. I was finding myself aroused and drawn to this
woman whose son just had intercourse with me two days prior to our
meeting. If she only knew that her own son's penis had just been
lodged deep inside me. I decided then that she was going to find out
for herself.Sandra and I drove together to a secluded subdivision
outside the city. It was getting to be dusk outside, and the setting
sun was illuminating Sandra in a glorious light. She was truly a
beautiful woman. The obvious flirtation between us flourished as she
and I strolled through the empty hallways. Quite honestly, I didn't
pay much attention to the details, except in rooms or areas where I
envisioned she and I locked together in a thoughtful, devoted kiss.
Her smiles grew in succession as did mine... featherweight touches
upon each other's arms or shoulders hinted what was obvious. I could
tell that she was enjoying my company tremendously. Perhaps she was
thinking the same thing... perhaps she was basking in the identical
salacious thoughts of me. Our two bodies swathed together, completely
unsheathed and bare... my breasts snuggled safely against hers... our
hands entwined together... long, reassuring stares into each other's
eyes as kisses ripened into bountiful feasts of one anther's most
intimate hopes. Her soft, golden hips coming to rest above my head as
my fingers grip her thighs. There truly is something to be said about
a woman loving another. An unspoken trust, a mutual loyalty that only
two females can experience. A man can give us a thrill, yet a woman
gives us the much needed finesse. It's a recipe that only two women
can truly know and comprehend. And Sandra and I were about to mix our
ingredients together.My head was spinning. Not expecting such genuine
feelings, I simply had to say something to her... I had to break the
silence that was both evidently consuming us. After the tour, Sandra
and I walked out the front entrance as she turned to lock the door."So
what did you think?" she asked in that edgy utterance of hers as the
keys flipped the lock."I really liked it, Sandra. You're good at
this." I said, complimenting her.Turning back towards me, she pulled
her hair behind her left ear in what I call a "beauty" move... Us
ladies do that, sometimes involuntarily, but she was doing it out of
unabashed flirtation. I just knew it. And now the twilight of the
evening (what photographers call "magic" hour) glimmered behind
her."Please, call me Sandy." She said, flashing another one of her
enchanting smiles, which melted me right there. If I made it with her,
she would be the most magnificent creature I would have ever bedded in
my entire life. I stepped towards her, lowering my face to look at her
through my brow. My face plainly had the "fuck me" look across it, and
I wasn't ashamed in the least bit."Wanna make out?" I said in a hushed
tone. She hesitated, realizing what I just asked. It wasn't so much of
a question as it was a statement. I didn't regress or back off. My
left hands reached to gently nuzzle her cheekbone. Her eyes
immediately pulsated to a close as I took this as her silent approval.
With that, the gap between our lips dissolved as my lips smoothed out
upon hers. My eyes closed, allowing my sense of touch to cherish this
kiss. There was no retreat from Sandra at all... no doubt, no
hesitancy... just assurance. And as our lips shaped themselves into a
soothing, comfortable disposition, I inhaled her now familiar aroma I
had grown so fond of. She was so gentle. As with any first kiss, it is
always memorable-- treasured for all time. I felt the warmth of those
pouty lips move in sync with mine. A slight whimper of awe escaped
from Sandra as my fingertips eased upon each side of her gorgeous
face. It was like touching a priceless, rare porcelain doll. Sandra
motioned first by penetrating our kiss with her tongue. Welcoming her
advance, my lips promptly clasped it. It was then I exhaled loudly-- a
moan of absolute astonishment. Sandra was inside me. If I ended the
kiss now, I could at least say I've had a Mother and her son both
inside me. I trembled by the mere thought of the imaginative
concept.Sandra's hands found themselves safely tucked in mine now. Her
tongue grew daring, and began running across my teeth. Her hands
secured my face in place as I just relaxed and relished her bold
aggression. Now tracing my lips with her tongue, Sandra cast her hot
breath upon my face along with a low hungry moan... I then felt her
dripping tongue flatten itself upon my right cheek, whetting my entire
face in long, drawn out laps. Taken by her primitive deed, all I could
do was gasp. Like a cat licking it's milk, she lapped my entire
face... my forehead, my jaw, lower neck, my nose... Never before had I
experienced such a forceful kiss from anyone. My make-up was
completely wiped away, yet I think Sandra didn't care. I think she
would have been happy with dirt-- as long as it was a part of me, she
wanted it. Her tongue then fell into my left ear lobe as I could
clearly hear and feel this woman's carnal passion reach it's
undeniable crest."God you're so beautiful." Sandra groaned into my ear
as a sloppy tongue filled my ear canal.I smiled, falling into her arms
as my mouth secured itself around her neck."Oh my God-- Shannon." She
yelped as my hands reached behind her back for support.I could taste
her salty perspiration now, which was a big turn on for me. I loved
making a woman sweat. It was then I realized we both were still on the
porch, still dressed yet hungrily swapping spit with one another. In
the bewilderment of the kiss, she somehow stepped back in an attempt
to calm herself down."I just met you." She uttered in a defenseless
tone."Then let's get to know one another better." I whispered,
soothing her doubts with an infallible kiss. I could hear the
hesitancy in her voice."Have dinner with me tonight." I hissed as
another wet kiss drenched Sandra's ear lobe.The tip of my tongue
circled about, nestling itself inside her ear as gave me the answer I
was looking for..."Oh God yes." She said with a shudder.I giggled as
she did too, but our laugh was brief as our mouths once again indulged
themselves in an inspiring kiss. Her entire mouth opened as far as it
would go... her lips falling just below my nose and lower chin. My
hands reached back to hold her head in place so that nothing could
break this kiss... She amazed me. There is nothing more erotic than
being with someone who truly wants you in every way possible... we
both wanted this, and there was nothing to stop it from happening. We
arranged for dinner at my house later that evening. There was much to
prepare for.David arrived at the house much to his relief. Dressed in
an enticing white cocktail dress, I greeted him at the door with a
meaningful embrace. Always the gentleman, he complimented my dress,
saying the ivory fabric made a nice contrast to my mahogany skin.
Little did he know what plans I had in store for him that evening. I
had arranged for him to arrive two hours before his Mother arrived,
that way I could prepare him for his irrefutable destiny. We made our
way into the living room where David and I shared an expensive bottle
of chardonea. Cuddled together on the couch, we made out for the
better part of an hour. I intentionally held back, not wanting to let
the petting to get out of control. Between the slurps of our ravenous
kisses, I asked David..."Have you ever watched a woman seduce another
girl before, David?"With his hands on my bare shoulders, he groaned a
low "no". A sly grin came over me as I held his face in my left hand,
looking directly at his astonished expression. In a hushed, intimate
tone, I began to inform David of my plans."I met your Mother earlier
this afternoon, David." I said as he caught his breath... his interest
was piqued."I'm sorry, but what you told me really moved me."He was at
a loss for words. "You mean... you really did?"I nodded yes, biting my
lower lip. I was hoping he would approve."She's coming over here in
about another hour." I said, noticing his void and motionless state.He
approved all right. He entire being was seized with the possibility
that his dream could actually happen... I could sense his growing
apprehension and nervousness. With my finger pressed to his lips, I
sshhed him carefully as I sensed he was becoming scared."I want you to
watch me make love to her, David. There's plenty of hiding areas in my
bedroom so you can see us. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I asked as
his eyes never once left mine... he nodded yes."But..." he began to
say... "What does she... I mean... does she... you and her, I mean...
like each other?" He asked innocently. Again, I nodded yes. His
eagerness caused me to smile. What a devoted young man.I leaned over
to softly kiss his lips. After doing so, I whispered; "I kissed her
just like I did you now."I looked down to his lips, tracing them with
my finger. "Her hands felt me just like yours did. Her breasts against
mine." I whimpered just thinking about Sandra's intoxicating beauty.
And her irresistible fragrance."Oh David, I can't wait to make love to
her-- she's so gorgeous."David moaned in delight. I could feel his
cock growing beyond the constraining material of his pants. I was
bestriding him by this point, and felt his growing ambition with each
breath we shared. I can see why you want her." I said as his hands
grasped each of my full thighs."She's so beautiful, David. I want her
so bad." I said as my hair now fell around his face. David moaned,
this time louder as he hands snuck beneath my dress so he could feel
my ass."Want me to make love to your Mother, David-- huh?" I asked as
my each of my breasts now enshrouded his face."Uhm-hum." he moaned in
approval."And you want her too, don't you, David?" I asked."Yes." He
said in a suppressed voice.With that, I quickly undid his pants and
lifted my cocktail dress up around my waist. I went against my
standards, waiting to be fully unclothed, but this was something far
too erotic and desirable... With a gentle nudge, my hips slowly came
to rest over David's groin... his anxious cock eased into my already
dripping womb. As I felt him completely inside me, my eye lids
fluttered closed as my legs began to lift myself up and down. His face
still safely secured between my breasts, I brought my arms around his
neck so he would stay there for the duration of the fuck. The sheer
power of his actions said it all... He wasn't making love to me at
this moment... he was making love to his Mother, and I knew it."We
won't be doing this anymore, David." I said with my lips pressed
against his head. "From now on, the only woman you'll make love to
will be your Mother." I said as he let out a boisterous moan of hope.
His thrusts grew relentless, like a wave of complete and total
vehemence washed over him. His fingers gripped the cheeks of my large
ass, digging themselves in to make sure he couldn't let go... I
cringed, knowing full well that this thrilled David to no end. His
thrusts grew more rapid as he shuddered beneath me... I lost complete
control of myself, surrendering my senses in the euphoria of the
possibility. Images of David and Sandra now came into view as I could
see him humping wildly against his sweat soaked Mother... a savage
animal unleashed, driven by a compelling force to mate..."You two
belong together, David." I managed to say as I took a much needed
breath."Mother..." He gasped, encouraging yet another fervid lunge
deep inside me."Oh my handsome son." I moaned, now matching his
thrusts with equal intensity.All that could be heard in the living
room was the resounding smacks of our bodies and his breathless grunts
of compelling hope. I locked David in place, making sure there was no
eye contact whatsoever between us... If there was, the momentum of our
primal act would loose all it's strength."You're home, David. You're
home where you belong." I whispered lovingly.With that, David cried
out in absolute veneration."Mother! My..." another gasp took it's
hold."My dear Mother." he shouted as I felt a flood of his sperm
overfill my womb. "I love you... God I love you so much." He
proclaimed as thick jolts of his seed coursed throughout my pounding
womb."Oh David." I replied, not once stopping my merciless ramming of
his cock. He threw his head back, summoning more of his seething
essence.My arms quickly smothered his eyes as he continued to shoot
syrupy, savory ropes of sperm deep inside me. With all of his might,
he brought my hips down to ensure that his sediment took root. I could
tell this boy wasn't terrified by making a woman pregnant. In fact, he
probably longed for it in the depths of his heart... then another
torrid image filled my mind of Sandra's bulging stomach, carrying her
and David's child. I trembled at the thought, and by the feeling of
his semen still pulsing inside me. This was becoming something far
reaching, and quite undeniable.We lied together in each other's arms
as we did our best to catch our breath. It was by far the most
physically exhausting act of intercourse we shared, yet so rewarding
for both of us. I finally opened my eyes to gaze down upon the smitten
young man. Already waiting was his mouth, wide open as I accepted his
meaningful kiss. His hands reached up, running his fingers through my
auburn tresses. With his gaze falling over mine, he kissed me with the
authentic delicacy this moment justified."I can't believe you..." he
said. "I've never told anyone this before.""I like encouraging my
lovers to be themselves." I cooed."But, aren't you jealous?""Why
should I be? It's what you want, David. All those years. I want you to
be happy... to be with the girl you truly love, even if she is your
own Mother." I said, nestling my breasts upward, closer to his neck.A
keen sense of silence fell over us as David continued his slow, gentle
caresses."I love you, Shannon." He said, looking directly at me."I
love you too, David." I replied, meaning every word of it. This
intense, most fulfilling moment made me realize this was going to be
the most life changing occurrence I've ever had.The doorbell rang a
little after eight pm that night. Answering it, my eyes fell upon the
golden haired beauty I saw hours before."Hi Shannon." Said Sandra in a
nice, low tone.She was dressed in an stunning, ankle length gown. It
was a strapless gown that hugged every ample curve she possessed. The
coal black velvet glimmered nicely in the soft light from the doorway
entrance. Sandra looked fabulous. Her lengthy hair was pinned up
carefully, her make up was simple, yet perfectly accentuating the
twinkle in her blue eyes I so admired earlier that day. Us ladies do
notice these things ever so carefully. We watch each other, critique
the other's choices and looks, and I was doing no different with
Sandra. Yet I could not find anything out of place on this female. And
that fragrance...I greeted her with a smile, offering to take her
purse and the thin shawl that clung to her evenly tanned shoulders. I
could tell her sumptuous tan was all natural. She didn't have that
leathery look that so many ladies have after sitting in a tanning bed
for hours. My eyes fell upon her shapely cleavage, which caused me to
speak..."God you look so incredibly beautiful." I said with a genuine
smile."Yea?" she asked as she raised her arms outward, bringing
herself in for our first kiss of the evening. Right before her lips
discovered mine, I heard her whisper"So do you, darling... so do you."
She said, without a flaw. God I had to have her... right then and
there. But I had to wait. This was a lady who required finesse and
delicacy, which I had no problem providing for her.We walked hand in
hand to the dining room where I pulled out the chair for her to sit.
The room was lit with just two candles that sat on the table, creating
the perfect romantic atmosphere I wanted. (David actually thought of
the candles as he helped me prepare the setting and dinner.) The ever
courteous woman, Sandra offered to help me with dinner. I told her no,
and to just relax and let herself be pampered. I love to indulge women
who radiated elegance, grace, and pure charm. As I served her her
salad, Sandra and I exchanged a coy grin as she caught me peeking at
her distinctly visible cleavage."Be careful, darling. I might have
those for dinner before the main course." I cooed.Her unforgettable
reply was; "I was hoping they would be the main course." With that,
she added the prefect touch by cocking her eyebrow in one of the most
seductive looks I have ever seen come from a woman.I sat next to her
on the corner of the table. I never liked sitting across from anyone I
ever shared a date with. As we ate our salads, we began to share more
of our lives with each other. It was splendid. I loved listening to
her low, edgy voice as she spoke of her job, her ambitions, and her
hopes for the future. My salad maybe had one or two bites taken from
it before I asked her if she wanted to take a walk with me. Her only
reply was taking her hand in mine as she stood up."I'd love to." She
whispered.Our walk took us around my pool outside, and into the
gardens nearby. It was a warm September night-- perfect for a gentle
stroll. As we walked, Sandra apologized for her actions earlier that
day at the house. She expressed her willingness to be with me, but
felt it was all too sudden for us to be together like that. I agreed,
saying I was sometimes too aggressive in my pursuits. I found out she
had been bisexual since her days in High School, but quickly came to
an end when she got pregnant at 16. Playing it off, I thought to
myself; "And now that child is upstairs, waiting for his dear sweet
Mother." I could only grin with delight as our stroll took us back to
the pool. We poured each other a glass of wine as we both sat on a lay
out deck chair beside the water. With her at my side, I took notice of
how the sparkling water illuminated off of her golden hued face and
neck line. Laying my head on her shoulder softly, I snuggled beside
her as our evening evolved into more intimate circumstances. She in
turn rested her head above mine, wrapping her right hand in
mine."You're so beautiful, Sandy. You just amaze me." I said as she
delicately traced a circle on my bare, left knee."Not bad for trying
to sell you a house, eh?" She replied with a hushed laugh."Bet you
weren't expecting that?" She said, repositioning herself so we could
look at one another.I slowly shook my head no as my hand lifted up to
caress her cheek. Her eyes closed, moaning at the touch as her hand
grasped mine. Before long, our hands were entwined together as we
stared into each other's eyes for what seemed to be an eternity."I
want to make love to you tonight." She murmured quietly. "And I want
to wake up in your arms tomorrow to see your eyes looking at mine--
just like we are now."I couldn't take this much longer. She was saying
all the right things-- giving me all the right looks a girl could ask
for. I lunged forward to smother my lips against hers, enveloping my
arms around her neck. Her reaction was just as eager. In about one
second, my tongue was stabbing the inside her mouth with conclusive
need. Her mouth once again swallowed me just as it did on the porch
earlier... She was an incredible kisser. Her lips were the softest of
any velvet I have ever touched. A loud suction sound was heard as my
lips tried to inhale her tongue into my mouth. Our nostrils pressed
for air since our mouths were obviously occupied in a scathing kiss.
Realizing the need for privacy and Sandra's quest for romance, I stood
up quickly with her hands in mine. She knew all too well where I was
taking her... With an aroused expression, Sandra stood with me as I
guided her into my house, hand in hand. As we strolled slowly
together, I took it upon myself to express to her what my plans
were."I'm going to make love to you all night tonight, Sandy." I said
with the most urgent gesture I could muster.There was no silliness, no
laughs, no giggles... only two women who were bent on becoming
one."I'm going to taste you..." I said as Sandra's eyes rolled back
into her head, moaning in awe."I'm going to lick your thighs... your
hips..." I said as we continued making our way to the gigantic
staircase. I continued the verbal coitus she seemed to bask in. "...
then I'm going to turn you over and taste every inch of that
mouth-watering ass...""Oh God Shannon." Sandra exhaled as she thrust
herself at me for a kiss. I backed off intentionally as I wanted to
continue my plans."Sssh... Then my tongue is going to slide into the
cleavage of your ass..." I said as I took a step back upon the
staircase.Sandra was mesmerized by this point. All she could do was
look upon me with utter astonishment. Like her son, I could see the
hope in her eyes. So much hope.Together, hand in hand, we began pacing
the stairway. Sandra wanted to go faster but I motioned for her to
stay with me... Her eagerness was obvious, but then again, so was
mine. "...then you'll feel my hands part your supple cheeks as my
tongue lays itself flat on your asshole. You'll tell me how it feels
as I make love to your ass for the next hour or so, won't you,
Sandra?"All she could do was hang her head, growling in unrelenting
desire. She let out a loud moan of frustration and rapture, one that
took me by surprise."Oh GOD Shannon, I'm gonna have you everyway I
can." she bellowed out, still grasping my hands with hers. We were
almost halfway up the stairs when she tried to kiss me again... I held
her back again with my arms firmly locked."Tell me how you're going to
take me, Sandy." I asked in my lowest tone possible. "Make love to me
in words." I quickly retorted.She sighed, searching for any possible
words that could express what she was feeling at this very moment. I
could tell she wasn't used to verbalizing her desires. And that was
okay because most people typically aren't."I just... I would taste you
with my tongue... drink from you." She stammered."You're doing good.
Keep going." I said in a supportive tone."To taste those..." She
sighed in fondness, staring directly at my own cleavage. "... those
healthy breasts. God they're so beautiful-- perfect.""What else do you
want to do to my breasts, Sandra? Think about it." I said as we
reached the top of the stairs. Sandra was about to burst at the seams.
She was coming undone, and I could see it in her face."They're so
large... full." She whispered as we neared my bedroom."Just like
yours." I replied. "Imagine our breasts smothered against each
others."That was it. She lunged for me in the most commanding act I'd
seem from her all evening. A scalding kiss quickly ensued as her face
then dropped to my bare cleavage. Her hands tried to lift me from
behind so we could get into my bedroom faster, but my arms around her
head twisted her around slowly so we could cross this door sill
together. Her face remained smothered in my breasts as we glided into
the room... I motioned her away for just a moment as I stepped
back."Stay there." I said.I knew David had to be somewhere in the
room, but I didn't know where to be exact. Perhaps that was a good
thing at this point... I didn't care. All that mattered was this
resplendent, voracious female in front of me. At that precise moment,
I watched Sandra reach behind her head to unleash her flowing saffron
tresses she had pinned up earlier. As it spread out across her
shoulders, I cast a telling smile of wanton desire at her... Our eyes
locked together as she shook her head slowly, letting her hair fall
completely free. Forget the song and dance... the hesitation... I
raced for her right there, enveloping her entire being into my arms.
The clothes could be shed later... Her lips crushed themselves against
mine as my lungs slurped her impatient tongue inside my mouth. We both
came alive at this moment... the two of us lit the fire that would
burn for hours... days... perhaps even an eternity. Both of our beings
would come together this evening in the most amazing act of affection
and lust two women could ever live through. Our bodies ordained
themselves into a new intonation as we eased onto my bed. This wasn't
to be a meaningless tryst that would end with a phone number on a
crinkled piece of paper... No. Sandra and I both knew this was
something more eloquent. Our actions slowed as she came to rest atop
me... we sensed the stillness of our flesh... absorbing the warmth in
each other's skin-- breast to breast... woman to woman. Her head
stopped just inches above mine as our gazes came together once more.
Her eyes said it all... no smiles, no doubts... a moment in time that
would forever be remembered by both of us. Her speechless intent
seized my restless existence. I wanted to say something... I wanted to
vocalize my feelings. My longing for verbal intercourse was equally
matched by Sandra's desire for the silent moments of understanding,
especially between two women. I gave in, I caved... she was seducing
me with her utter serenity... and her soul. It was a language I wasn't
aware of until now. And when her lips came to rest upon mine, it was
as if she poured herself down my throat. Sandra moaned... I cried,
letting my helpless resonance echo throughout her wide open mouth... I
then answered by stabbing her mouth with my tongue. It was all I could
do before completely surrendering myself to her... Sandra was my
first... the first to ever take me by complete surprise. It was as if
we both were complete virgins until tonight. I was falling in
love...The night evolved as it should have... Sandra's eagerness
proved it's merit by immersing me in her domain-- keeping me safely
submerged for what felt like hours. All thoughts of time and the
outside world vanished in the wake of Sandra's merciless tongue. There
was no curve untouched, no crevice left cared for. Gentle cries
flourished into gasping screams as daylight soon slithered through the
windows, and I had still yet to return any gestures of my sweetening
love for Sandra. It was then I realized that her son was (or should
have been) somewhere close by. We both didn't hear a peep the entire
time we made love. It was an exceptionally carnal notion to think
of... Sandra's son, so close... yet so far away.Sandra's wish was
granted the very next afternoon. She awoke to find herself sealed in
my arms-- her head safely nestled against my left breast. Our hair was
jumbled from hour upon hour of swaying and thrusting. Our make-up had
vanished, hers due mostly to the tongue bath I bestowed upon her
entire face hours before. I caught my breath, amazed by how beautiful
she looked even without the makeup... but then I knew, as all women do
about each other. My right hand reached upward, slowly so that my
movements wouldn't interrupt her peaceful slumber. Her rounded chin,
forged deep into the fleshy mass of my breast... my nipple just barely
an inch away from a rapid sip. My gaze journeyed beyond her neck, down
her curvaceous spine. There my eyes came to rest upon the voluptuous,
heightened knolls of Sandra's delicious ass. And those incredible
hips... I let a slight moan escape my lungs as my mind recalled what
those hips were doing to me just hours ago. I made it a point to
lather her entire backside with my tongue... each leg was completely
vanquished, both plump thighs gently fondled as saliva glazed across
her golden skin... all before my lips and tongue found themselves
burrowed between the cleavage of Sandra's resplendent backside.
Feeling the weighty flesh pressed against the sides of my face, my
hunger manifested itself as Sandra's savory cleft soon fell victim to
my prying tongue. Sandra's entire body reacted to my tongue slipping
passed her anal ring by inhaling as much air as she could... Her hands
clinched my pillows-- eyes sealed shut-- mouth wide open in complete
awe... I could tell this was the first time any person had bestowed
her this enchanting assault on her ass. My hands came to rest upon
each supple orb of her smooth, beige tinged ass. My tongue engulfed as
my fingernails dug deeper into her ass flesh... soon, my entire tongue
was having tender intercourse with Sandra's asshole. Again, I was
inside Sandra... Yet this time, our fruitful deed of intercourse
echoed a resounding truth in our minds. Every gasp Sandra summoned,
every ripple of pleasure that washed across that bronzed ass... I
knew. Sandra proclaimed between her breathless heaves; "You're inside
me." My only reply was a deeper lunge into that scrumptious ass. I
knew then that Sandra and I would be together for a VERY long time
indeed.Sandra later woke to find her lips being tasted by mine. I
loved doing that, especially to someone I am falling for. Telling
smiles were shared as our first kiss of the day proved to be the first
of many. It was Saturday, and we both had the next two days to do
whatever we pleased."Can I use your little girls room?" she
asked."Only if you promise to let me watch." I replied with a coy
grin. "It's right over here." I pointed to my large private bath
adjoined to my room. With a quick kiss of assurance, Sandra crawled
out of bed. I watched her, admiring her womanly outline... that wide,
shapely ass. The way her back plunged in her spine to curve out those
two spherical cheeks. After closing the door, I remembered
David..."Sweetie," I said, whispering loudly. "are you still there?" I
asked. "Hit something once for yes."A dull knock was heard from the
closet nearby."Have you seen everything?" I asked.A dull knock came
again.A smile quickly ensued. I couldn't believe that I had actually
done this. To allow a son to watch his Mother make love. I wondered
what must have been going through that young man's mind as he
witnessed our primal acts of love making. I then imagined the two of
them making love for the first time. Seeing his hard cock gently ease
into Sandra's warm, inviting womb. I then realized that these two
would do far more than merely have sex together... they were going to
spend the rest of their lives together... as one. As husband and
wife.Sandra came back into the room-- easing under the sheets with me.
A warm smile graced her face as she could tell I was hiding something.
Her grin melted my token resistance."What is it?" She asked."Nothing"
I replied, kissing her lower lip. Sandra wasn't about to give up, and
I could tell. I caved. My heart was racing... I was about to cross the
point that would forever seal David and Sandra's fate. What would
happen? Would Sandra reject her son's impassioned feelings for her, or
would she accept them and allow a forbidden love to flourish? The
concept arrested my senses as Sandra leaned closer for another kiss.
My lips savored her heartfelt efforts, yet knowing full well that the
next set of lips she would be kissing would be that of her very own
son's."I have someone I'd like for you to meet." I whispered as our
lips tenderly broke their seal.Sandra paused, unsure of my news. For
all she knew, I was to be her newly found love... her girlfriend, her
lover."What do you mean?" she asked, leaning back slightly. I could
tell see the apprehension in her face."I mean that there is someone
I'd like for you to get to know. I've got a feeling that he's going to
be the perfect man for you." I said."A man?" she said, not wanting any
part of it. I saw that this would be a hard sale."Not like any other
man you've ever known, Sandy." I cooed in my most alluring, seductive
tone. "This young man is perfect for you. He was made for you. Trust
me on this.""I haven't had much luck with men, darling. Why do you
think I'm here with you?" Sandra said.My left hand tucked her saffron
locks behind her ear softly; "But I can't give you another child like
you wanted. This young man wants children-- I know he does."Sandra
realized I was right. She sighed deeply, and grasped my hand with
hers. "What's he like?" she asked.I cracked an evil grin, knowing full
well I was about to describe her son to her. "Why don't you let me
introduce you two, and find out for yourself?""When?" she asked."How
about right now?" I said, leaning back to get up.The look on her face
was bewilderment, but rather eager. I could see that she wanted to get
dressed to make her more seem more acceptable to a stranger. All she
could do was pull the bed sheet around her chest somewhat cautiously.
It was now or never."First thing's first." I said, reaching under my
bed to bring out my velcro restraints."I want to make sure you don't
get away." I said, giving her another one of my erotically charged
looks as I secured her wrists and ankles to the bed posts. The look on
her face was utter fright, yet zealous anticipation."It's okay,
sweetheart. It'll all make sense soon. Trust me." I said as I laid her
back on the bed as I tightened the last restraint to her wrist. "He's
going to make you so happy, Sandy. I just know he will."With that, I
climbed off my bed and approached my closet door. "David?" I said.
"Why don't you come out and meet your soul mate?"After what seemed
like an eternity, the closet door began to creak open tediously. I
caught a glimpse of Sandra, who was now heaving in breathless
curiosity. It was then that her eyes filled themselves with the
semblance of her handsome, vigorous young son. He had shed his shirt,
obviously from sitting inside the closet all night long. I could tell
he too was beleaguered with fright, as well as guilt from seeing his
disrobed Mother positioned directly in front of him. I strolled over
to David, spreading my fingertips over his broad, handsome
shoulders... caressing him like a prize I had just won."David, this is
Sandra. Sandra this is David. I know you two are going to just make
the perfect couple."Sandra jolted in disgust, testing the strength of
her restraints. Trying to sit up, she began to panic."Shannon! Are you
crazy? Oh my God!!" she exclaimed in offense, profoundly repulsed by
the idea. "He's my son for God's sake!! Have you lost your mind?""Mom
please..." David tried to say."David, what has she done to you?" she
asked, still trying to free herself."Nothing, Mom..." David said in
shame as he tried his best not to look at his attractive, sumptuous
Mother laying there without a shred of clothing on. Her perfectly
golden body, those abundant, Motherly breasts... that lustrous abdomen
that begged for the right touch. Any man would die for just one touch
of her, even if it was her very own son.I had to step in. "I gave him
the chance to express his true self. To give in to his most forbidden
wants. What's so wrong with a boy loving his Mother like that?" I
said, raising my voice to prove my point."You have no clue how much
this boy loves you, Sandra. Maybe if you would have been around him
more, you would have noticed that."Ouch. I hit a sore spot in her.
Once again, I had proved my point. She withdrew slightly, only to
catch David gazing at her marvelous body. She felt so ashamed like
this. Nude, tied up, and no where to go."If you only knew how much he
loves you. How he practically cries every time he speaks of you..." I
said, going over to her. Sandra snarled at me, virtually lunging at me
with the utmost hatred and wrath a person could muster."This is
sick!!" she barked, trying to get free. "You could go to jail for what
you're doing!" she said."I would gladly go to jail so this boy can
express his love for you." I said, stroking her bare leg."Sandy,
please... I know this is tough, but I truly feel that you know deep in
your heart that this is right." I said as my voice lowered. "You're
not a fighter, or someone who hates... you're a lover. I see that in
your eyes. And that's why I've fallen in love with you."Sandra halted
her tirade, slowly glancing over at me. David stood motionless; still
enraptured by the sight of his heavenly Mother. I placed my hand upon
her face to prove my point... an affirmation... a pledge to her..."I
do, Sandy. I do love you. Just as much as I love your son. I love you
both. That's why I know you two were meant for each other." Sandra
began to sob heavily. I could tell she was fighting this with all of
her will power. I then nestled closer to her..."Who else would always
love you unconditionally, without any fears or doubts... without any
guilt. Just pure love?""This is so... wrong. I can't." she said,
sparring with the thoughts that were racing inside her head. "He's my
son, Shannon. I can't do that to him."Murmuring into her ear, I said;
"No other man will ever love you the way that David will. No one else
will ever stand by you like him. You know that as well as I do..." I
retorted. It was then that my plan began to take shape.I stood from
where Sandra was at, sauntering over to her son nearby. Bare chested,
I took him by the hands to steer him to the bed. I could hear Sandra's
breathing swell as we got closer, not knowing what was in store for
her."Come on, David." I said, sensing his uneasy demeanor. "Let's show
your Mother what you mean."As the words fell out of my mouth, I
ascended upon the bed next to Sandra with David hand in hand, inching
along beside me. I motioned David onto his back, gradually placing him
beside Sandra, who by now had turned her face away from us both in
disgust. David eased back carefully, looking at his Mother for any
sign of her approval, but none came. As he found a cozy spot on the
bed, my hands began to undo his pants."I want you to watch what I'm
about to do." I said, unzipping her son's pants.His already erect cock
had made it's presence known to all. My hands slipped the confining
material beyond his knees so I could free his aching cock. He was now
completely nude in front of his own Mother. Sandra still kept her
sights away from us, but that was okay. I knew it wouldn't be long
before she would come around.As my fingertips gently blanketed around
his extended cock, I sighed in relief."Oh Sandy, look at this... Look
at your boy's cock in my hand. This is so beautiful." I said as David
unexpectedly shuddered in breathless hope and wonderment.It was so
thick... so pure. My full breasts heaved as I took a breath, lowering
their weighty mass above his penis. Releasing my mild grip, I
straddled him as my breasts swayed up and down across his cock. David
was so ready... so eager. My hair fell over my face as I felt myself
being swept away in the moment... I moaned slightly as David's hands
touched my shoulders gently, as if to motion me. I loved his
touch..."Oh Sandy. You made the perfect lover. Oohh... Did you know
how good he was going to be when you carried him in your belly?" I
said as David gasped aloud. I then entangled a moan with a low
chuckle... "Ooooh, David likes that thought, doesn't he?" I
whispered."Yes." he shivered in reply."David wants to be back inside
his dear sweet Mother, doesn't he?" I whispered again, this time
aiming my comments at Sandra. "To be where he belongs.""Yes." David
said in a higher pitch, obviously stricken with overwhelming hope and
heartfelt aspiration.My breasts maintained their slow, gentle
caressing of his manhood. I could tell the mood was now turning in my
favor. The initial shock was over, and now the tone gradually set
itself into motion. I could sense that Sandra was letting her wrath
go, but she was far from yielding."I'm going to taste David's cock
now, Sandy. And he's going to imagine it's you doing this to him, not
me." I said as my lips separated, allowing his thickness to ease into
my impatient, famished mouth. My scalding breath fell over his cock,
sending shudders throughout his young body. David cried out as my
tongue glazed across it's rigid texture, enveloping his massive
reproductive organ. It felt so good to have David back inside my
mouth, but it would be even better with it lodged down the throat of
his Mother. With my hands at his sides, I began guiding my lips up and
down his length, allowing ample saliva to lubricate my feast.I was
lost in my own world by this point, and when I tasted David's
pre-cumm, I knew I was close. It was then I finally glanced upward to
see David's head swimming in the moment. His eyes clinched shut,
summoning all of his will power to not yet cumm. I then noticed
something that caught me completely off guard... Sandra was staring
directly at him. I was completely stunned. It was as if she had a
thousand yard stare, unaware of her surroundings, yet painstakingly
focused on her boy who was getting a very wet and thorough blow job. I
couldn't smile, but knew my plan was beginning to take root. His gasps
commanded both Sandra and I's attention. How could they not? Quivers
matured into convulsions, gasps were now shouts of pure adoration. I
had to act...I quickly crawled up, much to David and Sandra's
surprise, and grabbed his left hand. Undoing Sandra's right wrist, I
clasped both of their hands together as I re-tied their hands in the
restraint."I'll convince you yet that you two belong together." I said
as I swiftly tied it back, yet this time, Mother and son were hand in
hand. Sandra looked off again, ashamed of herself. With my lips back
on David's cock, I watched with gleeful delight as Sandra's gaze soon
came to my own. More convulsions soon followed as David clutched his
Mother's hand... Sandra had balled her hand so that he couldn't hold
it, but soon her palm openly accepted her son's touch as the
beginnings of an orgasm soon made itself known. Sandra watched my
actions with wonderment as I slurped away on her son's penis. I could
see the dilemma in her eyes... the fear and anxiety that was ripping
her heart to shreds. Her son's growing cries of expectation captured
Sandra's attention. And as I tasted the first flood of David's warm,
life giving bouillon, Sandra now held his hand with the same urgency
that he did. David bucked beneath me as his semen overflowed into my
mouth. It was then I heard him cry out for his long lost
love..."Mother... Oh Mother." he gasped. Eyes still clamped shut,
David's head was now resting upon Sandra's shoulder."Oh Baby." Sandra
replied with a most loving and compassionate tone.I could almost sense
by her tone that she was somewhat envious of my task, but I didn't
want to assume that just yet. All Sandra could do was watch her son
thrust uncontrollably, and most violently. By all means, Sandra had
probably never seen a male experience such a powerful orgasm before in
all her life. Her expressions were that of pure amazement... she
watched his every move, every breath with unwavering attention. Sandra
glanced back at me briefly, as if to make sure I was savoring every
drop of her precious son's sperm... she had nothing to worry about. I
was.I then decided to give Sandra a personal show. Something to make
her think... Another flood of David's sperm gushed forth, and my
swallowing came to a halt. Sandra witnessed her son's seed trickle
down his entire length. With my eyes on hers, I opened my mouth as
wide as it could possibly go. Engulfing his cock in one fluid stroke,
I then ingested his sperm as our eyes locked together in the most
thoughtful expression two women could share. I could tell by the look
on her face that it would only be a matter of time before she too
would be feasting upon her son's cock.After the last few spurts of
David's sperm seeped out, I then lifted my head to gaze directly at
Sandra. I looked at her, as if to say; "See what you could have had?"
My cumm soaked lips and tongue held her attention as I mounted her
slowly, leaning my face down to hers. The inner conflict was evident
as Sandra knew I wanted to kiss her... Turning her head away, I
swiftly clutched her jaw with my hand to bring her lips to mine. Still
catching his breath, David watched with impatience as I kissed his
Mother. Sandra resisted at first, eventually abandoning her opposition
with a deep soul kiss. I could feel her tongue slide into my mouth,
hoping to savor any leftover drops of her son's semen. We must have
kissed for an hour, immersing one another in our passion for each
other. David watched from barely two inches away as Sandra and I
writhed our bodies together... I was so in love with her... and the
fact that I allowed myself to admit it was a feat that I myself never
would have imagined. These two people meant the world to me, and I
wanted the both of them with me for a long, long time.Sensing her
hunger, I intentionally backed away from Sandra. I knew she didn't
want to let me go, but now was the time she needed to focus on
developing her relationship with her devoted son. I leaned back,
stepping off the bed to see that David and Sandra's hands were still
bound together. They both weren't going anywhere unless I decided to
let them go. No. They were staying right where they were."I'm going to
leave you two alone now. I think you both have a lot to talk about." I
said slipping on my white satin robe, walking out of the bedroom.Both
of their faces clearly begged me not ot leave, but I knew my time
there had ceased. I glanced back at the both of them as I quietly
closed the bedroom door behind me. I knew that David could set his
Mother free with enough convincing, but something told me they both
were going to stay. Their relationship would never be the same if they
left now, and they knew it.It was about mid afternoon when I came back
in from a relaxing swim in my heated pool. I felt so good as the warm
water enveloped my unsheathed frame. Yet all during my swim, I
imagined what could possibly be going on upstairs in my bedroom.
Curiosity getting the best of me, I decided to quietly go back
upstairs to take a peek inside. As I approached the top of the stairs,
I heard their voices booming from within. They both were arguing over
Sandra's abandonment of David years prior. Sandra tearfully explained
her reasons why she left as her heartbroken son listened... I knew
then to back away, and go downstairs. This was their time.Tending to
some business later in the day, I spent the rest of the afternoon and
early evening downstairs in my study. I will admit it was quite
frustrating as I continually wanted to check on their progress-- if
any, throughout the rest of the day. I decided that I would make them
both dinner since it had been a very long day for all of us. I made
them a zesty Italian pasta dish, and thought that serving them in bed
might be a welcome idea. I began to fancy the notion of tending to
these two. It seemed that all three of us were venturing into
unchartered waters in the last day or so. Sandra and David as lovers,
and myself dealing with these fond emotions for them. I went back
upstairs to check on their progress (if any) a few hours later. I knew
that this would be a most difficult transition for Sandra. I was
asking for her to not only have sex with her own child, but to give
her heart and soul to him as his lover. This would not be easy. I
walked back in to see the two sitting on opposite ends of the bed.
Both of them had my bed sheets covering their naked bodies in shame.
Still dressed in my white silk robe, I made my way to where Sandra
sat, and knelt in front of her as I took her hands in mine. I could
see the guilt on her face as she looked away from me."Please look at
me, Sandra." I said as quietly as possible, clutching her hands
cautiously.The agony besieged her thoughts-- fighting to make eye
contact with me. Her eyes were swollen from innumerable tearful
episodes. I pacified her in sympathy as I fondled her cheek
benevolently."I can't do this." She replied, still quite emotional.
"It's wrong.""It's okay, sweetheart... It's okay." I retorted in my
most understanding tone. "But I'm only doing this for the both of you.
I know you want to be loved and to have a relationship that's
unconditional.""With my own son?" she quickly answered."Your son?
Sandra... You haven't had a relationship with him in any way for how
many years now?"Her head dropped in remorse. She knew I was right."All
he had was a distant memory of you, and an occassional picture to
stare at. Sweetie, all I'm asking is for you to think about it. Think
about the joy you two could have. He loves you so much, darling. He
really does. You should have seen how excited he was when we role
played with me as his Mother... I've never seen anyone so
thrilled."The deliberation in her mind was clearly noticeable. I
glanced back at David for just a moment to see him watching Sandra
like a sad puppy dog. He looked so helpless."Look at him, Sandra. Look
at how he looks at you. Can't you see the love in that boy's heart for
you?" I asked.Sandra hesitated to look, but did so as she and David
made eye contact briefly before she looked off. I tightened my hands
around hers."Sandy-- answer this for me, okay?" I said, changing my
tone. "When I was sucking David's cock earlier, I saw you looking at
him. You were looking at him, weren't you? Weren't you?" She wouldn't
answer. Without warning, I jolted her hands for an answer.
"Sandy!!""Yes." she said under her breath in shame."And when I made
him cumm, you were holding his hand for dear life, weren't you?" I
said, persevering with my convincing tone."Damnit Sandy-- I know you
loved what you were looking at. I saw you looking at him with that
longing in your eyes. Just like you did with me. And you loved it when
he came, didn't you?""Yes." she replied in awed silence."Do you
realize that when he came, he came for you? He was thinking about you
the whole time I was sucking his cock. That was for you." I
said.Sandra sighed, distraught from the impasse at hand He was so
attractive, and very much what she wanted in a mate. But to make her
son her lover was against everything she held dear to her heart. If
she were to cross that line, her life would never be the same. How
would she answer to this? How would she explain this to her friends
and family? I had to react before she went any further..."Look, you
two obviously had no relationship before today. If you all can at
least try, and then it flops, then you all can go back to being
distant like before. You have nothing to lose. It's a win-win
situation... you can be loved and adored like you've always wanted. To
have a committed, lasting romance with a man who worships the ground
you walk on."Sandra realized I had a point. No one knew of her son at
work, or in her personal life. She could easily pass this off as her
younger lover-- an older woman seeking the joy and stamina of a
younger man. I saw the flickering gleam of possibility in her eyes...
I knew then that there was a chance. Fate was dealing with her heart,
and Sandra knew this to be true."David, why don't you come over here
and help me convince your Mother that you're the perfect man for her?"
I asked, motioning for him to come closer. He reluctantly did so,
still draped in the sheet."Without that sheet." I said in a more
pressing voice.He hesitated, but agreed as the cloth fell to the
floor. Sandra glanced off, but not for long as I ordered her to look
at her fully nude son."No-- look at him Sandra." I snaped.David
sheepishly approached us as I could tell he was already beginning to
get aroused. His incredible length soon sprout to life as I positioned
him directly in front of his Mother. The tension between them was
apparent, but I was resolved to break down those walls. This was
becomming more and more of a personal quest for me... Could I really
get these two in bed together? More than that, would they end up
spending the rest of their lives together? I had to know... I just had
to.David stood not barely two feet from his Mother, sporting a
semi-erect penis. His was so nervous, yet so was Sandra. She kept
trying to look away, but something held her there. She could have made
a mad dash for the door, but she stayed. This was all the convincing I
needed to certify that this love affair was well worth pursuing. Now
was the moment I could utilize my prose with words..."I want you to
look at your son's penis, Sandy. Look at his beautiful body with
admiration." I said as my left hand began to carefully fondle David's
left thigh.My right hand still grasped Sandra's as I felt her hold
tense up. Her eyes went from his feet-- progressing to his well-built
legs and groin."Did you ever think your child would become so
handsome? This perfect?" I said as my fingertips reached the base of
his cock.By now, his erection came to it's full potential. David's
breathing decreased as my fingers cloaked his bulky, solid
shaft--lazily stroking it with deference."You see this, sweetheart?" I
inquired as I looked to see that same look on Sandra's face as
before... that uninhabited expression of wonderment."I want you to
think of him as your lover, not your son. Look at him as if he is your
man." I said.I could tell my words were swaying Sandra as she sat
motionless, watching my hand continued with it's long, slow caresses.
David's lungs heaved with expectancy as his cock protruded to it's
full ten inch length. She blinked, sitting back as the last of her
doubts sprang forth."I can't." She huffed as I ended her self imposed
torment with a full kiss on her mouth.My tongue vigorously glided
passed her own as her son almost fell over due to my hand job. His
entire frame was being riveted by early signals of orgasm. He quickly
stood before we both caught him. I smiled seeing Sandra immediately
assume her Motherly role as protector and safe keeper of her son...
Her hands went from mine to David's sides, buoyantly touching his
skin."Are you okay, baby?" she asked in a loving, concerned tone.Her
hands gingerly felt her son's quivering stomach as he looked down at
her. He nodded yes as she felt the sculpted texture of David's lower
body-- his brawny physique fascinated her immensely. She loved a lean
and fit looking man, and the movements in her hands said it all. She
hesitated as she sighed again, but this time the sigh was one of
surrender. David balanced himself, relishing his Mother's inquisitive
caresses with gusto. His cock now stood straight out, barely an inch
from his Mother's lips... Sandra's blank gaze went from her son's
chest to his susceptible cock. I could see Sandra's yearning, but
hesitation soon demanded her attention. Her fondling ceased as David
held his breath..."Kiss it, Sandy. Kiss his cock." I whispered as she
stammered.The thickness of her boy's penis enthralled her so... What
would it feel like inside her? Could she take all of his length in her
womb? What would she do if she became pregnant? The thoughts of incest
and morality trickeled into her mind as she turned away from her son.
David's hands then reached outward to hold her face tenderly as they
gazed into each other's eyes."It's okay, Mother... No matter what-- I
love you." said David in a most serious, and mature tone.I was taken
by his words. It was as if he was speaking to her as her lover, and
not as her youthful son."Tell me what you're feeling." He asked in an
assuring voice. Wow... even this was erotic to watch."David..." gasped
Sandra as she took his hands in hers. "I don't want to hurt you." she
said as tears began to swell in her eyes.Her son graciously soothed
her concerns by kneeling in front of her, keeping his eyes on hers. If
this was his way of charming her, it was working because I was
certainly falling under his spell too. He quietly "sshed" her as his
forefinger began to stroke her jaw line lightly. His eyes fell from
hers to admire the beauty of his Mother. With the back of his finger,
David repeated his careful strokes as Sandra basked in the
affectionate display of his love. All Sandra could do was look upon
her son with awe..."Sssh... I just want to love you... Just want to
love you." He faintly whispered.With that, his fingertip outlined her
lower lip. His movements were painstakingly slow, yet just what we
women crave."So much beauty, Mother. You just... are so delicate--
gorgeous." He said, verbally seducing her with every word. "You'll
never know how long I've been in love with you."This was just what
needed to be said to squelch Sandra's doubts and fears forever. Her
son's magical expressions filled Sandra's heart, giving her stomach
the butterflies so many of us know and love. She hadn't felt this
cherished by a man since her teenage years... If all men could only
express themselves this way, then Sandra wouldn't have to resort to
having her son as her lover... But then again, having David articulate
his feelings made it even more of an emotional encountering for
her."Do you know how long I've loved you?" He asked, nearing his lips
to hers. "How I used to stare at the pictures you sent us at
Christmas?"Sandra's trembling breath fell upon her son's face... Her
lower lip quivered as David soothed her anxieties with thoughtful
dexterity."David..." She uttered helplessly as their lips scarcely
brushed against each other's. Their eyes still open, David softly
pledged his heart once more..."Let me love you... just love you." Said
her son.Sandra's eye lids fell as surrender encompassed her
intellect."Just love you..." David whispered against her lips once
more as she held her breath.What would happen? Who would make the
first move? His fingers combed her tresses, holding her head as he
swayed his lips around his Mother's flushed face. His lips placed a
soothing kiss on her cheek, then to her forehead... Sandra melted at
his affection, keeping her eyes sealed from the light."All those men
who could never give you what you craved..." Said David as another
pacifying kiss accompanied his high regard."I hated to see you suffer
like that, Mother." Sandra winced, letting a low gasp flee from her
lungs. He was exactly right... She did have to suffer through several
failed romances with uncaring and repulsive men. Perhaps this would be
the one-- her own son. There would be only one way to find out, and
that was to try...Her face warily drifted in the direction of his
lips, drawing in a long breath as she did. Their faces basked in the
warmth of each other's proximity, grazing cheek to cheek. David
cradled her head in the palm of his left hand, feeling his Mother's
warm breath cascade across his face. Their expressions were drenched
in absolution... Sitting in crushing silence, I watched David and
Sandra teeter in this breathless moment of expectation. A melody of
truth echoed in their minds... Their first kiss lingered about,
engulfing their awareness in certain truth. David's lips cautiously
opened, bringing all of his aspirations and fantasies upon his Mother.
Their lips slowly brushed together, seperating briefly before coming
together once more. Sandra was still, mouth agape in awe as she felt
her son's lips graze over hers. Helpless, yet crippled with ecstasy,
Sandra whimpered as if it was her very first kiss. In several ways it
truly was... and as her son's lips eased closer, she accepted his
devoted efforts with all of her heart.It began with the finesse and
grace of the most perfect coupling. David cupped her jaw, holding her
as their kiss ripened with ease. David held back, taking time to
pamper her silky, glorious lips with his. God, they were so incredibly
soft. For Sandra, his lips held the strength and love that every man
should have. The petting lasted for several minutes as it was obvious
David didn't want to rush this. He was clearly in charge, yet sensed
his Mother's uncertainty with every gesture of his gentle lips. And
when Sandra lifted her hand to rest upon David's neck, he about
collapsed in reverence. Her jaw slipped as she inched forth, bringing
their lips simultaneously in a full mouth to mouth kiss. A muffled
moan came from her mouth as she fell into her son's folds of flesh.
She felt her son's saliva blend with hers as David brought his arms
around her lower back. Their flesh barely skimmed together as Sandra's
breasts patted David's chest. With fervor, Sandra brought her arms
around David's neck to embrace their emotional union. When she felt
his brawny chest press into hers, Sandra lost all sense of her
surroundings. Her mouth opened full as she accepted her son's heated
tongue with zeal. Her hands raked his head, feeling his soft hair
slide between her fingers... This was too good to be true. How could
this feel so good? So right? Whatever the answer was, Sandra didn't
care... All that mattered was this man's unconditional love for
her.Her lips sealed themselves around David's dripping tongue, drawing
it deep within her mouth. David froze, overcome by his Mother's
libidinous beckoning. Her hands slid down his back in order to pull
him closer. He complied by letting his palms come to rest upon her
wide, golden hips. Their ample mass felt so good in his grip... he
pressed his fingers into her skin-- as if to claim her as his own. He
groaned in euphoria, invoking his sheer will power to make this woman
his for all time. Her arms surrounded him whole, motioning him back
upon the bed... Their relationship crossed into another realm of
absolution.Her right hand began to fondle her son's cheek. I was
captivated by watching their love affair unfold... It was amazing. Two
of the most beautiful people I've ever known, laying in each other's
arms... about to cross the point of no return. Sandra warmly soothed
her son's face with subtle finesse as they stared into each other's
yearning eyes. All those years alone, cold... without one another, and
now their moment was upon them. Sandra commenced their moment by
lifting her head toward her son. David's gaze fell to his Mother's
lips as he closed the gap between them... Their movements were
unhurried, and attentive. I gasped as my heart jumped out of my
chest... the merciless pounding in my chest along with my shallow
breaths... I watched as their lips gently savored the touch and taste
of the other... Long, sweet kisses were heard as their slurps echoed
throughout my ears. Mother and son, man and woman... two hearts so in
love.David now had the girl of his dreams... his very own Mother.
Recalling his admission to me made me glow with appreciation as
David's arms curled around his Mother's neck. Their bodies looked so
perfectly matched together... my eyes traveled the entire length of
their frames. His muscular build matched against her succulent,
Motherly body. His hands now resting on each side of her face, David
was hovering barely an inch above Sandra's trembling body. Their kiss
unbroken, I could see David's visable erection beneath him. He had his
back arched slightly so that his penis wasn't touching his Mother's
smooth naked flesh... He was careful and quite diligent in his
actions, yet so was his Mother. Her hands began to explore her son's
impressive build, feeling his back and strong arms. Moans echoed from
her lungs as her mouth was still sealed against her son's, yet I could
tell this gentle foreplay would only last so long. I sat completely
still, watching these two become wanton lovers. I couldn't speak, much
less act on any impules I had... There was simply too much beauty to
appreciate.Sandra's voracious palms fell to her son's round ass,
feeling their robust form as David cringed. Sandra took this as his
endorsement, bringing him down upon her flesh. David could feel his
Mother's buxom chest against his now, skin against skin... they both
shuddered in elation as David twisted his mouth around Sandra's for a
deeper kiss. Her hands went from his ass, to his fingers as she held
them with powerful urgency. David took a deep breath from his nostrils
as did Sandra. That sound was so intoxicating to hear... Sandra then
extended her arms outward with her son's as his cock now pressed
against his Mother's thigh. Her mouth opened in delight, feeling his
stiff manhood against her. David's hands now roamed the length of his
Mother's arms to her shoudlers, bringing her in for an earnest kiss.
His frame then shifted to where he was barely above her... I knew what
was in store next.Their kiss broken off, David took his right hand and
seized his thick ten inch cock. He glanced down to see his lover's
full breasts as a quick kiss followed. Sandra held her son's face
against her breast as David positioned his cock at the entrance to his
Mother's womb... Sandra buckled, feeling the tip of his young penis
graze her pussy. They both instantly looked at each other to make sure
they knew what they were about to do... as if to reassure themselves
that their act of love was a sure thing... and it was. Sandra relaxed
her glossy legs so that her son could have more room... It was a
moment both would never forget."I love you, Mother." David uttered in
breathless assurance."I love you too, baby." She said as she stared
into her son's eyes. She knew that from this moment on, their lives
would never be the same. If she allowed her son to have sex with her,
it would forever change their relationship. Yet she felt indebted to
him for all the years she had neglected him. She wasn't allowing this
to happen because of guilt, but because of her unquenchable wish for
happiness. And if it was her very own son who would fill that empty
void, so be it. It felt so right.Holding his breath, David tediously
motioned his hips forward so that the tip of his penis penetrated his
Mother's dripping vagina. Their gaze didn't falter as she too held her
breath from the intial rendezvous. Sandra finally exhaled in elation
as David eased his cock further inside... her eyes rolled in the back
of her head, inhaling a deep breath as David's cock sank all the way
into her expecting womb. She couldn't believe how far he was going
into her and he couldn't believe how incredible she felt. Every nerve
ending in David's cock was submersed in his Mother's boiling juices.
Hard, stiff cock blending with soft, warm pussy. All ten inches of
David was now safely lodged within his Mother as his body tried to
find a natural rhythm. But as any lovers, it would be a while before
both would find that. Their uncoordinated movements were obvious, yet
their love for one another smoothed their flaws. All they could do was
revel in this remarkable act of intercourse. His hands wanted to feel
so much of her, as did hers. David quickly smiled as he gulped down
his anxiety.Sandra observed her son's eagerness, and quickly
encouraged him with an "I love you" as he plunged deep inside her. She
let out a long, low groan this time as she felt him go deeper than
before. I had never heard Sandra like this... like an untamed beast
mating. Her head thrusting back, she clenched every muscle in her
upper body in absolute reverence. The veins in her neck bulged out as
she cried out in complete bliss. Her arms jolted, coming to rest
around David's neck as he began to find his tempo. He couldn't believe
he was making love to his dear sweet Mother... He had to keep glancing
at her to make sure this was indeed true. All he could see was her
long, beautiful neck as he began thrusting into his Mother. She
finally looked back at her son with a face of untamed, wild lust. She
lifted her ass to meet his push for thrust as she let go of all her
fears and inhibitions. She was eagerly and willingly fucking her son
now, and the look on her face said it all so clearly. Every breath she
took bellowed throughout my bedroom as her legs wrapped themselves
around her son's waist, bringing him closer than before. It was all
David could do to keep his composure. After all, his Mother was
fucking him like a salacious whore. His strokes grew rapidly as his
cock stabbed her again and again. His hands reached beneath her to
clutch her wide hips as perspiration covered both of their faces. Her
ass felt so good in his hands... those broad, enticing hips that
begged for his seed... He shut his eyes, letting his mind relish the
moment of nirvana. He was making love to his true love... his
soulmate. His dreams finally coming true, and the concept of it all
summoned his sperm from the deepest regions of his testicles.David
bucked ferociously as Sandra felt her son's throbbing penis ram inside
her. She knew her boy was close, and brought his face to her breasts
to flood his senses entirely. His hands still clamped around her
shapely ass, David cried out from between his Mother's breasts. She
heard his muffled wails as she lifted her head to kiss his face... it
was then she felt the first surge of her son's semen inundate her
pussy. David shouted out in pure heightened bliss; "Oh Mother..."
Sandra heard this, and along with her son's life giving seed coursing
throughout her womb, she too succumbed to a commanding, self-evident
orgasm."Oh baby." She cried out, tightening her legs around her son's
brawny, sweaty torso.Each and every pulse of sperm that filled her
pussy induced gasps of absolute rhapsody. Her son was overflowing her
womb with his semen, and the feeling was one of the most remarkable
Sandra had ever felt before. His entire body snapped as Sandra watched
her son lift his chest-- looking skyward-- as if to rally every drop
of his essence he could possibly give his beautiful Mother. And he
did. She felt her son's swelling neck and chest as he shot rope after
rope of his young seed deep within his Mother. Sandra crumbled as
another orgasm took hold of her. I was now watching both Mother and
son share a resplendent, simultaneous orgasm together. It was the most
beautiful act of intercourse I had ever witnessed first-hand. Wow... I
couldn't believe what I had just seen. No words could express what had
just taken place. David collapsed atop his Mother in exhaustion. His
entire body was glazed over in perspiration, his hair soaked from the
powerful act of intercourse. Sandra kept her legs around David to make
sure he didn't withdrawal his still hard cock... As his head came to
rest on her shoulder, Sandra held him close, softly chanting to him
with words of support and love."Oh sweetie. Oh my baby." She whispered
as her hands stroked his tasseled hair. David suddenly quivered in a
series of aftershocks from orgasm. His mouth began kissing her
shoulder as they began reveling in the afterglow of making love.
Lifting his head, David gazed down at his Mother in disbelief. Their
exhilarated state intensified as David and Sandra's eye contact
captured their growing love. Her son's seed was now rippling
throughout her inner most regions, and the emotions carried the two
lovers away."You're so handsome."She murmured as David caught his
breath. He loved hearing her low, enticing voice."You're so
beautiful."Said David, running his fingertip along her disheveled
hair. "I love everything about you... your eyes... your face..."Sandra
sighed deeply, hearing his words of guiltless affinity. She too was
lost in the moment. I then decided to step in, and make use of this
verbal exchange. I leaned forward from the side of the bed as they
both looked at me."Don't let me interrupt." I said, motioning for them
to look back at one another. "Seriously. This is your moment, not
mine. Focus on each other."Sandra smiled at me, then went back to her
son. I was now on the bed next to them about a foot away as I just sat
in amazement staring at the two still nestled in each other's arms."I
don't want you to acknowledge me, just listen." I said, knowing now
that it was time for words and language to be put to use. "You both
have just made love for the first time..." David glanced at me as
Sandra motioned him back. "There you go." I said. "Just look into each
other's eyes as I talk." I said as Sandra took a deep breath, still
feeling her son's cock wedged up inside her. "God you two make such a
beautiful couple. Just look at you... you should have seen what I saw
back there..." I said as my right hand eased out. I was resting on my
left side as my hand touched Sandra's thigh lightly. "You two were so
lost in each other, like animals in the wild. Two savage beasts...
amazing."Sandra leaned up from her pillow to kiss David full on the
lips."Yes." I hissed. "Kiss your man, Sandy. He's your man, isn't he?"
I said as she moaned her approval.David fell into this kiss with all
of his weight, bringing his arms around her neck."Who would have ever
thought you both would end up like this... as lovers." I said as the
words sent shivers through the couple, only to heighten their
fervor."Oh yes... you two were meant for each other. The perfect
couple." No sooner did those words come out that Sandra opened her
mouth to gasp... a confirmation of what I was saying. I was intent on
using my words to make them fuck once more..."Oh Sandy... you made him
for yourself all those years ago." I said, leaning to her ear as I
whispered into it. All she could do was channel her anxiety to her
son, inhaling his tongue down her throat."I bet you knew he would come
back eighteen years later and be the love of your life, didn't you
Sandy?" Her body now swayed in eagerness as she thrust up, motioning
her son on his back... I liked what I saw. Her wide hips straddled her
son's groin, still holding his cock deep inside her... David didn't
know how to take his Mother's aggression, but offered no resistance.
His hands naturally found their way to Sandra's illustrious, wide ass.
I could tell he liked the feel of each cheek in his palms... I did
too. She sat straight up, lifting her arms up to run her hands through
her long flowing hair, giving her son one hell of a show... I think
she knew what she was doing... Her large breasts in full view, the
contours of her hour glass figure... "Oh David, look." I said with
deep affection."See what she's doing? That's for you, sweetheart." I
said, enjoying the show as well. With that, Sandra began to rock her
body back and forth-- feeling David's stiff cock growing inside her
once more. (Young men have that unique ability to go again and again,
and Sandra knew it.) Sandra looked like a complete slut with her hair
a mess-- locks of her blonde hair dangling around her face... She
brought down her hands around her face, lazily dragging her fingers
across her lips as she and David shared another gaze."Look at her,
David." I said in a hushed tone. "She wants you again... and you're
going to give her what she wants, aren't you?" Without thinking, he
nodded yes as he tightened his grasp on her full ass."Explore her
body, David. Feel her in your hands... feel your woman." I said as his
palms came around to feel each beloved thigh. Her bronze hued flesh
seemed to glimmer as he squeezed it's warm fleshy texture. His actions
were slow and gentle, just as they should be... He was learning every
inch of her flesh by heart... His strong hands began to feel her
stomach and sides scrupulously, wondering what it must have been like
to be in her womb. Sandra now cupped each of her breasts in her hands
as her head thrust back, flinging her mane of hair rearward as the
strands softly thrashed her backside."She's so beautiful, isn't she?"
I pronounced, now laying beside David with my head against his so I
too could share the sight."Feel your Mother's breasts, David." I said,
kissing his cheek softly. His fingertips entwined between his Mother's
as both felt the goodness of her full bosomed bust. Still swaying back
and forth, Sandra again leaned her neck all the way back as she
relished her son's touch. David couldn't believe this... Not only had
he made love to her, but now he was adoring her in a manner that took
his breath away."Oh, Mother..." he gasped as he lightly pressed each
full orb. Her hands fell from their grip to grasp her son's arms."Tell
her how you feel, David. Tell her everything." I commanded."Her
breasts. They're so big." He said, somewhat unsure of his
delivery."What else?" I said. "Make love to her in words, David."David
swallowed rather nervously, and I understood his predicament. A lot of
people find it tough to describe their emotions."I just... I... can't
believe we're together finally. It's just like I thought it would be."
He added. "I want to taste her... taste every inch of her body." He
said, sending his Mother further into complete delight."Tell her
you'll never leave her, David. Promise her you'll be with her
forever." I said, touching Sandra's bare thigh once more."You know
I'll never leave you." He said with a gasp."How could I ever do that
to you?" He said, feeling the goodness of each supple breast once
more."I'm not like all the other men in your life that used you,
Mother... I'm your son." He said, beckoning his hard manhood.Sandra
was panting heavily by now, swimming in the verbal love making she was
hearing. She could feel her son's enlarging cock shift deep inside her
Motherly hips. David went on..."We'll always have that special bond.
That's why I love you so much... God, how could I NOT love you,
Mother?" Sandra cried out in exhilaration; "Oh my God." She shoved her
body forward, falling atop her son for a scalding kiss. She had to
reassure herself of this... David met her kiss with equal fortitude,
embracing her as his arms enshrouded Sandra."Oh, look at this." I
said. "Look at this kiss. The passion... the hunger deep inside you
both." I said in a daze.Sandra loved hearing me talk like this... I
knew she did. She knew I spoke her every thought and wish... Her
breasts crushed against David's chest as I saw her hips begin to dig
themselves into her son. "Look at you, Sandra. Your gorgeous ass
rising and falling atop your son's cock. Your hips..." I said, moving
down the bed so I could see their copulation up close. I watched as
David's hands instinctively fell back to her ass, gripping her cheeks
once more. Both were moaning and gasping as Sandra gave her young man
the working over of his life... His glistening penis, dipping in and
out of his Mother's moistened vulva. It was so incredibly hard...
Mother and son mating once more like famished beasts. I watched as her
son pounded her mercilessly. Each push and thrust sent ripples of
gratification across Sandra's magnificent ass. His fingernails dug
into her flesh, making sure she wouldn't let go... The wet sounds of
pussy and cock thrusting together made me shudder as their bodies
loudly smacked against each other. They both found a instinctive
cadence to their emotional sacrament as I just sat and watched... I
began to murmur to myself quietly."Look at this beauty. This ass...
his cock so hard. She did this to him. She made her son this way." I
said as my hand reached up to stroke Sandra's backside. "He's really
doing it... He's mating with his Mother..."David began bucking
uncontrollably underneath his Mother as he thrust up at her with
vehemence... Sandra knew her boy was close to spilling his seed in her
once more, and that notion made her even that more determined to make
him cumm. I quickly sat up so I could see their faces as they came...
I had to see for myself the sheer strength of their union. David's
eyes were clamped shut as sweat rolled from his brow. Sandra had her
forehead against his, occasionally kissing him as strands of her hair
were completely drenched from their intense love making."Your Mother's
going to make you cumm, David. Think about it, David." I said as I
positioned myself right beside the loving couple."Think about all the
times you wanted her... all the times you masturbated to her..." I
said, chanting in his ear.My words of encouragement only fueled his
desire even more. Looking up at her, David readjusted his hands so he
could go deeper inside his Mother. Sandra saw the hope in her son's
eyes... the aspirations he had. Their misty eyes said it all... Sandra
cried out as he clearly took charge of their copulation, and she
didn't mind one bit. It felt good to be controlled by her own son."You
like that, don't you Sandy?" I asked.Between her short huffs, she
retorted; "Yes."Orgasm soon took control of her flesh as she lost all
control. David felt his Mother convulse as he took hold of her... Her
eyes rolled back in her head as she let out a long, low guttural moan.
David took this as a message of hope, so he did all he could to bury
his cock all the way inside his Mother... He wanted to make sure his
seed took root inside the very womb he was created in. His fingers
pressed into her as every muscle in his body contracted all at
once..."Your son's cumming, Sandy. Look. You made him do this... You
did this." I voiced as thick streams of David's sperm saturated his
Mother's womb. I jumped to my knees, grasping Sandra in my arms.
David's loud cries filled the room as she was disoriented from her
powerful, mind blowing orgasm. His hands squeezed her ass forcefully,
bringing her down around his cock. I held Sandra as her son filled her
with his life giving semen... I could tell that with every discharge
of his seed sent waves of incredible delight throughout her Motherly
hips."Your son's cumming inside you, Sandy. It feels so good, doesn't
it?" I whispered as her head lay on my shoulder. Her low moans
continued as David's relentless thrusting continued."You made your man
cumm. Who would've ever thought your son would do this to you? To feel
his own sperm fill you? You love this, don't you?"All she could do was
nod yes as her son continued shooting thick ropes of his cumm inside
her."I love you, Mother." Exclaimed David as the last of his seed
trickled out.Their second orgasm shook each of them to their very
core. Sandra couldn't believe that her child's semen was now coursing
throughout her veins. Judging from my own experience with David, I
could almost bet he doused her with at least a half a gallon of his
seed. With Sandra still in my arms, I held her as she caught her
breath as I caressed her drenched mane of hair. She had probably
experienced the most rigorous sex of her entire life in the last two
days, and she was clearly exhausted. I knew David could more than
likely go again, but this was enough for one day. I didn't want them
to have too much of a good thing, so I eased Sandra down on the bed as
we all fell asleep together in each other's arms. It was the end of
their first day of many as lovers. There was no turning back now. The
next day, I awoke to find my bed empty. Much to my surprise, Sandra
and David got up earlier for a swim in my pool. As I got out of bed, I
heard the two laughing and cavorting outside my window. I was somewhat
jealous, but was pleased when I saw the two lovers swimming in the
nude together. I could tell that their joy was something they both
craved, and found in each other. Sandra was as giddy as a teenager
with her first love... her smiles glowed with genuine candor as she
and David frolicked about, splashing each other with the water as
silliness and joy was the prominate mood. I grinned, thinking how
perfectly matched they were indeed. Their games abruptly ended when
Sandra quickly kissed her lover, embracing him as they spun around in
one anothers arms. The humor evaporated briefly they exchanged hushed
"I love you's" between a series of deep soul kisses. I was simply
amazed by the sight...Later that day, I greeted the two sunbathing in
the nude with lunch. David and his Mother were holding hands as they
greeted me with sincere affinity. The two lovingly expressed their
gratitude for arranging their impassioned union. David watched as his
Mother and I kissed each other tenderly for quite some time. Being the
sexually charged creatures we were, Sandra and I soon fell back upon
my lawn chair as our kiss matured into full blown sex. I crawled
around her, like a lion to their prey as we locked our bodies together
in a torrid, steamy sixty nine.With my derriere hovering above
Sandra's face, we both proceeded to intoxicate ourselves in each
other's flowing juices. I sealed my lips around her beautiful vagina,
swallowing the tart thickness of her womanly being. My senses were
electrified just thinking about my tongue, and how her son's cock was
probably there just moments before. Our limbs entwined as we rocked
back and forth together; feeling her hands graze across my thighs, up
to the thick globes of my backside. In that hazy moment, I felt
David's cock gently flow into my ass. With my surprise, Sandra's
efforts multiplied as I was being double teamed by Mother and Son. I
felt absolutely wonderful as both of my most delicate orifices were
being savored; It was the beginning of a new part of my life.From that
day on, David and Sandra's relationship would never be the same. Both
Sandra and I called in sick for the next two weeks as David took off
from school. We stayed at my house, not leaving once for that two week
period. David showered his Mother with magnificent gifts and made us
scrumptious dinners practically every night. He was the most courteous
gentleman a woman could ever hope for... He would leave Sandra
intimate love notes scattered throughout the house for her to see-- a
reminder of his undying love for her. It was something to see...
passion seemed to flow in their every move together. Their love making
seemed to strengthen their bond time after time-- orgasm after mind
boggling orgasm. I vividly recall one evening in particular...David
had just finished making plans for a catered formal dinner for the two
of them, which I gladly paid for myself. They were dressed in their
finest attire with David in a sharp tuxedo, and Sandra dressed in a
strapless, black ankle-length cocktail dress. She had spent the entire
day preparing for their special dinner, getting a manicure and having
her nails done. The caterers arrived that evening along with two
servants-- following David's instructions to the exact detail. Candles
lit the entire dining room-- red long stemmed roses garnished the
table, and soft jazz music played throughout the house. It was the
most romantic atmosphere I had ever seen anyone create for their
beloved. Sandra came down from her room around 7pm. At the bottom of
the staircase stood her son; so handsome and fair. Taking her elegant
hand in his, he softly kissed the back of her hand as she was lead arm
in arm into the main dining area. There the two sat down to enjoy each
other's company for the rest of the evening, relishing each other's
company over wine and a scrumptious seafood feast. The dinner staff
had no clue they were working that evening for a Mother and Son... for
all they knew, David and Sandra were a normal couple celebrating their
love. In many ways they were, but if they only knew... After the main
course ended, both Mother and Son shared a long, slow dance together
in the parlor adjoining the dining room. Like the dining room, several
candles lit the room to create the perfect ambiance. The two lovers
lost themselves in the moment-- Sandra drifted away in her lover' s
arms. She had finally found the perfect man.With dinner finished,
David informed the staff that their services were no longer required,
yet held Sandra at the table, telling her that dessert was still on
order. Becoming a bit daring, David blindfolded his Mother and asked
her to stay seated as he went to fetch her dessert plate... With
darkness rampant, all she could hear were the sound of wheels coming
closer. Soon, a fresh, delightful aroma filled her senses... oranges,
bananas, tangerines, all of the wonderful healthy foods she loved to
indulge herself in. Hearing the grinding wheels come up beside her,
she glowed with a telling smile as she felt her son's hands gracefully
caress her soft, bare shoulders. His warm breath fell upon her neck
for a kiss as he sighed in rapture."Are you ready for dessert,
Mother?" He asked timidly."Uhmm. I am, sweetheart." Replied his lover
in contentment; turning her head to kiss him affectionately.With that,
the blindfold fell from her eyes to see me laying nude on a cart,
resting atop a bed of healthy and exotic fruits. My entire backside
was garnished with the same... I was on my stomach, propped up on my
elbows with my knees bent upward. I had just shaved my legs, so my
skin was soft and smooth to the touch. David had thought up the
concept days earlier, and I was all for it. With a grape dangling from
my mouth, I coyishly raised my fingers to the grape as I clamped my
teeth around it-- all the while staring at Sandra with the finest
seductive expression I could offer. My mouth filled with grape juice,
I ran my tongue along my lips-- as if to douse Sandra's body with it.
The look on my face said "Fuck me" all over it, and I knew she would
gracefully comply. Sandra's look in her eyes was of pure hunger.
Blushing after I mouthed the words "I want you", all she could do was
lean closer to me. She longingly gazed across my backside, draped in
several types of mouth watering fruits. My lower back was gingerly
decorated with pineapple slices... from there, she noticed my bronzed
ass glistening with orange slices and bananas."I thought you'd like
this, Mother." Said David as he wheeled me closer to her."Oh, David.
You'll never know." She said, taking notice of my soaked mane of
hair.I looked like a animal from the wild; plucked away from it's
habitat to mate with Sandra. David clutched two freshly peeled oranges
in both hands, applying steady pressure to each as trickles of sweet
juice fell upon my brown skin. I flinched, puckering my lips as the
juice ran over my back, and across my full ass. Sandra gasped as she
watched the juice trickle down the full contours of my shapely beige
ass. A pool of the juice collected in the lower dip of my back, right
where my spine curves inward to round out the top portion of my
buttocks. But before Sandra could begin her feast, David reached into
his coat pocket and knelt beside her. In his hand, he presented Sandra
with a tiny jewelry box. She immediately knew what it was. Will you
marry me, Mother? Will you give my life this one precious gift?" Asked
David in his most serious tone. He looked into his Mother's sapphire
eyes with the utmost conviction and determination. Wow... I couldn't
believe what he had just done. Tears swelled in Sandra's eyes as she
caught her breath in complete shock. Not only had she made love to her
own son, but now he was asking for her hand in marriage. It was a lot
to think about."I promise that my heart will be yours for all time.
I'll be there when you need me... You'll be loved and adored for the
rest of your life, Mother. That I can promise you... You're the love
of my life." He said as he opened the box, revealing an exquisite 28
caret diamond ring. Sandra openly wept as he took the ring, and placed
it on her ring finger. Her hands trembled as he did. Mine would be too
if I were in her shoes at that moment."Oh, David." Sandra replied.
"Baby, this is just...""What?" He said, leaning in closer to her. They
both gazed at her gorgeous ring as tears dripped from her lovely face.
I smiled lovingly at the two... they were so in love."Will you,
Mother?" He asked yet again, kissing her tear soaked face with
finesse.Sandra quickly looked up, gathering her heart's affirmation.
She had to go with the deeply felt instincts now laced throughout her
heart. It couldn't be denied or hidden. It was her ultimate
destiny."Yes." she said, choking back the flood of tears. Her reply
was music to my ears.A tear seized David as he embraced his Mother,
sealing their fate for all time. They vigorously embraced one another
as Sandra cried in her lover's arms. Muddled in the sounds of their
cries, all they could say was "I love you... I love you.""I guess this
ended up being an engagement party?" I remarked.Sandra eased back from
the hug as she excitedly nodded yes, showing me the ring. I took her
hand to see for myself. It was beautiful. And I could hardly imagine
how much David had spent on his lovely Mother-- now Bride to be."I
think this calls for a celebration. May I kiss the bride?" I asked as
Sandra happily complied. I could taste the tears of joy on her pouty
lips. She was so happy."Thank you." she whispered to me. "Thank you
for finding my son for me.""You mean your fiancee?" I asked with a
telling smile on my face.She happily nodded yes as we kissed once
more. I cradled her head in my hand; deciding to initiate their vows
right here and now. We typically would go to my bedroom for such
festivities, yet I knew we couldn't wait for that. Sandra's eagerness
in showing me her gratitude certainly proved true as every slice of
fruit was consumed, and/or slithered across my tawny flesh. Still on
my elbows, I put my best effort forward to remain on that cart as both
David and Sandra savored each globe of my glistening derriere. I
glanced back over my shoulder to see both heads fluttering atop my
cheeks. Sandra's mouth was parted as wide as it could go; lips pressed
against my flesh in an attempt to inhale as much of my ass flesh as
possible into her raving mouth. It was all I could do to keep my
composure; what was left of it anyway.David sensed his Mother's
growing hunger with each lap of her tongue, and stepped back to watch.
Delicate whimpers of delight escaped my lips as Sandra now had my
backside all to herself. He was used to seeing that appetite bestowed
upon himself, but now it was all on me."She loves you so much,
Shannon." David whispered, catching me off guard. This was usually my
tactic; verbalizing the moment at hand. My face splintered in ecstasy
and joy as a slight smile emerged."Your ass is so beautiful. God, look
at her just devouring it. Those plump cheeks..." He said, sitting down
in front of me as I felt Sandra's hot breath soothed the moist
cleavage of my rump. I looked back once more to see Sandra directly
behind me; each hand resting upon each malleable orb. Her fingers were
spread wide, trying to clutch as much of my flesh as possible as her
face descended between my heightened cleavage."God Shannon-- look at
your cheeks against Mother's face. Do you know how beautiful this is?
Can't you see how much she loves this?" Asked David in his gratifying
low tone. His Mother moaned in muffled agreement as her face was
smothered deep in ass. Her son's words inspired her, and obviously so
as I felt her tongue flatten itself against my anal cove. I shuddered
aloud; clinching my fists in vehemence... It had been way too long
since Sandra and I last made love, and this was by far a welcome
salutation."Her face looks so good in your ass." Replied David as his
Mother's tongue circled my forbidden realm."Yeeeesssss." I whimpered
in exultation. "Talk about my ass, David."He leaned in, cheek to cheek
as his breath warmed my ear."You like this, don't you Shannon? You
like having a beautiful woman like my Mother tasting your ass?" He
said softly."Uh-huh." I retorted.His view of his Mother over my
shoulder gave David enough to certainly talk about."Her fingers
pressed into your cheeks... look at those fingernails just digging
into that tan skin."I cried out as I felt Sandra's tongue slip into my
relaxed orifice. I opened to her, feeling the scalding warmth of her
tongue swab my asshole."She's inside you, isn't she?" asked
David."Uh-huh." I replied breathlessly."Feel it, Shannon." He said
with encouragement. "Feel her devotion and love for you... give your
gorgeous ass to her." David said as he saw Sandra's palms part my
moistened spheres for a deeper thrust of her tongue."God look at
that," he added. "Look at her hands cup your cheeks. God that is so
hot."If he only knew how good this felt. My tonguing of his backside
earlier was pale in comparison; completely different between females.
I felt her hands lightly pat my (now) trembling cheeks as David took
hold of another peeled orange. Again, his grip burst forth more juice
upon my ass as well as Sandra's face. The sensation of cold liquid
marinating my globes, mixed with her spicy hot tongue wedged deep in
my ass was simply too much. My backside rippled with wave after wave
of joyance. I'm sure Sandra and David loved watching my glossy, full
ass quake in pleasure; at least so they admitted later."Oh God my
ass... my ass. So deep." I cried out in open mouthed ecstasy. "She's
so deep."My muscles clinched her tongue; an involuntary action to hold
her inside me perhaps? Absolutely. Even my body wanted all she could
give. I wanted to absorb all of her at that moment. Of course, if it
would have been possible, I would gladly have let her fill me with her
entire body; our union was that strong.Her tongue quickly fell out
from me as I opened my eyes. I didn't want it to end. Looking back, I
saw Sandra slip out of her dress in that seductive way that I had
grown to love. That coal black bra and thong made her buxom flesh so
enticing, and when she crawled on the cart with me, I had to bite my
lower lip watching her shed those remaining garments.David had to lock
the wheels down on the cart so his Mother and I wouldn't roll around
the dining room during our impassioned tryst. Her large breasts
skimmed over my ass ever so lightly. I could hear her coo with each
gentle sway. Breast against ass... Oh my. She then eased her chest
downward, watching her breasts squash my skin... each of our knolls
curved outward."Oh look at that, Shannon. Look at those breasts on
your ass." Remarked David as Sandra lifted her misty eyed face to look
at me gazing directly at her. Her mouth hung open as that untamed look
of lust captivated my senses. With that, Sandra ascended up my frame,
drawing her Motherly breasts along my lower back. She reached my neck,
clamping her mouth upon my neck as she mounted my ass. I could hear
her unintelligible moans of lust."Oh Sandra." I gently uttered,
feeling her pubic hairs tickle my ass. Her hips began to grind against
me as I reached around to hold her head against me."You're so fucking
hot." I said in a more authoritative tone. "You wanna fuck me, don't
you baby? Huh?""Uh-hum." Sandra moaned, intoxicated by the
possibility."You wanna fuck me like an animal, don't you?"Saliva
drooled out on my neck as her teeth sank into my neck. I squealed as
her hips thrust themselves into my ass. Her slippery breasts smothered
my back as her hands ran up and down my sides. I was her hostage
now... she could do anything she wanted with me.Her mouth plundered my
neck, chewing my flesh hungrily as she instinctively humped against
me. I could tell she liked this, as well as bringing herself closer to
orgasm with every thrust."You like humping my ass, don't you?"Her
mouth broke off to exhale in short-winded agreement."You loved
stabbing my ass with your tongue, didn't you?" I said as her thrusts
grew rampantly. "Like you were mating with me."Sandra wailed in bliss
and disbelief. She loved the way I transposed the typical male-female
acts of copulation into our entanglements. It was an effective theme
that we shared from time to time, although generally we preferred
softer expressions of love making. But now we were beasts wanting to
mate.I shoved her off me as I quickly came around to forcefully kiss
her. The intensity between us sent David into silence. All he could do
was watch in bewilderment as his Mother became this unruly, wild
savage. (It was to be a theme I would explore later.) Our arms
vigorously held each other; mouth to mouth-- bosom to breast. Our
bodies were now slick with the pulpy mass of fruit as several chunks
fell to the floor around us. Sandra's tongue pierced my mouth as I
swallowed it whole. Our heads twisted hastily in an attempt for a
deeper kiss."Fuck me." I gasped.Sandra's only reply was her fingers
clutching my hair, throwing my head back so she could consume my neck.
Her legs shifted so our pussies came in contact with each other. We
sat straddling each other, feeling the heat of our wombs surge in
affirmation. This woman's starvation simply amazed me... All I could
do was encourage her with my filthy tongue."You give me that you
fucking animal. Make me your woman-- hump me like a man you fucking
beast." And did she. Oh God, did she.My hands went to her sides,
grasping her plump hips just like David did. I don't see how we kept
on that cart because our bodies were pushing and pulling together in
commanding strength. My arms pulled her in as she dug her pussy into
mine... I could tell her clit was swollen as I felt it several times
against me.The three of us ended up in the bedroom that night, and
exhausted ourselves for the next two days making love in every manner
possible. Sandra and I would pair off, David and his Mother would, or
David and I... Sandra didn't show any resentfulness whatsoever when
she watched David and I have sex. In fact, she would encourage us
along as she masturbated every time. It didn't matter... we all three
loved each other equally, yet I knew that my love for them would never
compare to the bond that David and Sandra had. They simply felt a much
more profound affinity for one another. Their love making would often
bring out the finest in both of them. You could just tell it held a
powerful meaning by the way they looked at each other, the way they
kissed, the way they made love. This display was quite apparent one
evening when I walked in on the two in my bed. They were of course
having sex, yet I heard both of their impassioned cries of enchantment
once I walked through the front door.Once I entered the bedroom, I saw
both Mother and Son in the standard missionary position. Naturally, I
came to rest beside them as I concentrated on watching them. Both of
their bodies were glazed in sweat as David held his Mother's wide
child-bearing hips in his courageous palms. Sandra held her son's head
between her neck and shoulder; welcoming his solid, agile foray into
her."Oh my son... give me a child. A child... make your Mother
pregnant." She whispered into his ear."Make... me... pregnant." she
chanted impassionately between his unrelenting plunges. He sank into
her with such subtlety and skill; he had become a flawless lover.
Every time she begged her son for this prize, he bucked and rammed
into his Mother even harder. My hunch was indeed true... David wasn't
afraid of making a woman pregnant. In fact, he desired it as well.
That plus the fact that he was going to make his own Mother pregnant
made the act even more compelling. The very womb he was created in was
about to be lusciously inseminated."You're gonna be a Daddy, David...
You like that, don't you?" Sandra said, knowing she hit a nerve deep
within her child."Oh Mother..." he gasped, gripping those saffron hips
in assurance.He leaned back to look into her loving, sapphire eyes.
His fingers entrenched themselves deep into her fleshy thighs once
more."I want... you. Be the Mother of my child." He said, trying to
submerge his rock solid cock as deep as possible."Our child... OUR
child, love." she retorted, catching her breath.David shuddered in
surreal prospect as his Mother placed her feet flat on the bed,
forcing her son to the deepest point inside her fertile womb. I
couldn't believe what I was hearing, much less seeing. My eyes bulged
out, sitting in complete shock. I knew they didn't practice any birth
control, and often wondered what would happen if Sandra became did in
fact become pregnant. (She never once mentioned to David that he
couldn't cumm inside her.) Now it was clear that she desperately
craved a child with her lover-- her fiancee-- her own son. All that
mattered at this moment was the resplendent conception of a child; a
living symbol of their undying love for one another.Every muscle in
David's body tensed up. His face contorted in various shocking
expressions as his life giving seed began it's irrevocable surge.
Sandra grasped her son's head so they could stare at one another at
the exact moment of climax."Give us a child, David... give us a
child." She huffed as her son affectionately pounded her."Oh Mother I
will... I will." He said, crying out with a vicious shudder.Then it
happened. David's body surrendered to orgasm induced by his Mother's
warm, loving pussy. Sandra quietly squealed to herself, feeling her
son's first stream of semen teem throughout her beloved womb. Each
climax moved his body to it's core... every thrust he could muster
dipped his manhood deeper and deeper. Sandra locked up, strenuously
kissing David as the orgasm carried through. Her legs held the sweaty
frame of her lover tight, making sure every burst of her son's
precious, penetrating sperm stayed inside her. She was going to be the
Mother of his child. It was the most powerful orgasm I had ever seen
two people experience together.Later that evening, the two pledged to
me that they wouldn't leave my bedroom until Sandra's womb was
carrying she and David's first child. And that was fine with me. I
went out to the local drug store to stock up on EPT's for the
occasion. Arriving back home, I found the two engaged once more in
breathless, meaningful sex. (They were like Honeymooners since they
became lovers.) This time, Sandra was on all fours as David pounded
her in a uninhibited doggy style position. Sandra heard me come in,
and extended her hand out to me."Hold me, love... Hold me." She
pleaded with sincerity.I lovingly complied as I laid in front of her.
Her arms motioned for an embrace as I held her up for support. It was
amazing holding a woman like this as her entire body absorbed every
thrust from her gorgeous son."Tell me I'm going to be a mother,
Shannon," begged Sandra. "Tell me he's going to make me pregnant...
please."I held my breath in awe, gazing up to see David's robust body
hurl itself into his Mother. We locked eyes as I then found the will
to give Sandra what she wanted."He IS going to make you a Mother,
Sandra," I said, kissing her unrestrained hair softly. She whined in
delight hearing me assert this deeply felt hope.David's hands rested
on his Mother's ass, squeezing their shapely form as his intent became
clear. He glanced down quickly to see her moist flesh receive his
stabbing cock again and again. Every pulsating inch of that young
man's cock sank all the way into his Mother's vulva. I knew he loved
doggy style, but not this much. That boy was hell bent on making this
girl pregnant; his face said it all."Oh Sandy-- he's going to make
such a good Daddy." I said. Again, Sandra whimpered, this time much
louder. "Husband and wife... your son coming back to plant the seed of
life... back where he belongs."Sandra screamed into my shoulder,
causing David to recoil with another first wave of his boiling, yet
welcome seed."Oh my GAWD-- he's coming!" Screamed Sandra. "He's so
deep.""Oh darling-- you're going to be a Mommy soon. Yes, love... a
Mommy." I exclaimed as I watched David's eyes roll back into his head.
His body swayed in euphoria, still clutching that gorgeous, plump ass
that seemed to suckle the very life force from his flesh"A child..."
plead David as he plunged again and again into his loving
Mother.Sandra cried out in exaltation, surrendering to the relentless
amount of sperm that filled her pussy once more. Her teeth clamped my
blouse, grunting like a primitive cave woman. My arms strengthened
their hold... I knew this was it. This was the orgasm that was going
to create life... a baby. I just knew it.Two days passed, and every
morning, I helped Sandra with the pregnancy test. On Friday, Sandra
saw the results she wanted.She was pregnant.Thrilled, she embraced me
with a kiss as she raced out to the bed where David was still asleep.
Waking him with a kiss, her excitement eased as she quietly (but
lovingly) broke the news."David? David, honey... I'm pregnant. I'm
going to have our baby, sweetheart." She whispered tenderly.Tears
stung Sandra's eyes as she openly wept. David happily basked in the
news, tenderly embracing the Mother of his child as the two realized
that their lives would forever be entwined."I love you, Mother. God I
love you so much." he said.The tears crippled her reaction. "I... love
you too, baby. I just... I'm just so happy."It was the perfect moment
that crystallized their newly found love. They no longer looked upon
each other as Mother and Son... they both were lovers who, without
shame or guilt, embraced their inner yearning for unconditional, and
endless love. Any other couple would have been envious of the depth
and significance of this impassioned coupling. I couldn't have been
happier than at this moment... and such a powerful moment too; when
two people realize that, as a result of their love, a child would be
given to them. Conceived out of love and eagerness... I held each of
them as happiness enveloped all three of us.David Harsin married
Sandra Williams on a beautiful spring day the following May. Two
months prior, Sandra had given birth to their first child, a healthy
baby girl they named Elizabeth Danielle Harsin. The extravagant
ceremony was held on my back lawn as dozens of David and Sandra's
friends attended. Since no one knew about their prior relationship,
everyone thought that David and Sandra were simply a couple; which by
this time they indeed were. I was asked to give Sandra away, which I
graciously carried out with pleasure. Sandra looked so beautiful as
the blushing bride. A true vision of beauty and refinement. David's
college friends thought he was insane for getting married so young,
but once they saw the sizzling hot lady he was marrying, they were all
incredibly envious. I had to bite my lip several times throughout the
emotional ceremony. If the guests in attendance only knew how far the
bride and groom had come to reach this momentous day. (The mere
concept still takes my breath away as I write this.) Tears were shed,
smiles were given, and rings exchanged as Sandra lovingly pronounced
the vows to her son; I do."Sandra joyfully took her husband's name as
they were pronounced man and wife; Mr and Mrs David Harsin.Agreeing to
watch the baby for them, David and Sandra went on a two month long
honeymoon in the Caicos Islands. My parents owned a secluded beach
side residence they only used two weeks out of the year, so I sent the
newlyweds on their way. David had decided to sit out of college for a
year to focus on his marriage, and Sandra quit her job at the real
estate agency. That was fine with me since they both moved in with me
a month after they realized their love. That, plus Sandra wanted to
focus on being the best Mother she could possibly be. (She was such a
tender and loving Mother.) They had no expenses, no worries,
nothing... and that was the way I wanted it for them. I didn't want
anything to come between them; I loved them that much. I had decided
to stay in Chicago since this was their time, and not mine.We kept in
touch every few days during their honeymoon. Sandra would call me,
gloating in fulfillment about what David and she had done that day.
Sandra had grown to love sucking her husband's cock immensely. She
loved watching him tremble as she lovingly induced orgasm after
orgasm, engulfing his precious seed into her awaiting stomach. Their
sex became more assertive, exploring each other's every desire with
unbridled fervor. David introduced his angelic bride to the varied
pleasures of anal intercourse. Sandra found that she enjoyed this
passionate act of intercourse profoundly. (It didn't surprise me since
David adored both of our bountiful backsides. It was to become a
fetish we would spend many nights delving into.) It was as if she had
been awoken to her true sexual instinct in his arms. Nothing was
taboo, no act was deemed wrong or shameful...Upon their return, I was
greeted by a very tan and toned couple. Sandra's hair had turned back
to it's original lustrous blonde as her skin glowed with a deep brown
hue. David too seemed to be more handsome than ever with his buff body
and tan skin. Even after two months, their romance had not died off
the least bit. After a meaningful welcome home hug, Sandra took my
hand; placing it on her stomach. With a telling smile, I felt a slight
bulge in her abdomen."Again?" I asked with a coy smile.Sandra nodded
happily. "It's hard not to when you make love over ten times a day,
sweetheart."We laughed together, holding each other as we celebrated
the welcomed news. Afterthoughts...Sandra and David recently
celebrated their tenth wedding anniversary, and now have four
beautiful healthy children together. David became the doting Father
Sandra and I faithfully expected. On their first anniversary, they
proposed to me on our vacation to Maui, welcoming me into their
marriage as their wife. We arranged for a native tribal minister to
marry the three of us in a private beach side ceremony there in
Hawaii. The ritual concluded as the three of us were submerged naked
into the warm waters of the Pacific. It was the most amazing moment in
my entire life.The three of us raise the children as our own, and
enjoy the comfortable lifestyle of a leisure, relaxed pace at our
home. At forty, I now have a beautiful husband and wife I can call my
own, and four sweet children that I adore tremendously. David went on
to become a successful lawyer, and Sandra and I began our own
consulting firm, working together as woman and wife. It amazes to me
this day, even as I write this to you. All of my doubts about
commitment and devotion shattered when David and Sandra walked into my
life. Through revealing a forbidden sexual taboo, my life prospered in
all areas. It took the devotion of a Mother and her son to show me the
genuine meaning of love. It changed me greatly... even to the point of
having my tubes surgically re-tied last year so I could conceive a
child with our loving husband.I am due with David, Sandra, and I's
first child next August.
    

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