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Danny's Birthday
Danny awoke slowly. As he did, his hand found his cock. As usual, it
was swollen and hard. He began to slowly stroke his huge, foot long
penis as he wondered what the day would bring. It was his eighteenth
birthday and his mother had promised him a surprise for his birthday,
but he couldn't imagine what it could be.
But just the thought of her made his cock lurch threateningly. He had
recently begun to have to have some very indecent thoughts about his
mother. He felt disgusted that he could even think about her in the
way he was thinking, but he just couldn't help it.
As he lay there thinking about his mother, Lana, his hand began to move
up and down his cock faster. He and his mother had lived alone since
his father's death five years ago and Danny found himself finding her
more and more beautiful as time passed.
He didn't know why, but he was always imagining what she would look
like naked. Maybe the fact that she was beautiful and had a knock-out
body contributed to his delinquency, but he still knew that he
shouldn't be having such evil thoughts about her. While his mother was
forty-five years old, she was better looking than any thirty year old
in the neighborhood. In fact, in his eyes, she was by far the best
looking woman in town. Still, he knew that he was deranged for
thinking about his mom in that way, especially while he was beating his
meat.
Still, he couldn't stop himself from wondering what she would look like
totally nude. He had caught glimpses of her in various stages of
undress, but never totally nude. When she wore her skimpy one piece
bathing suit, he could barely keep his eyes off her lovely, long legs.
She had the best looking legs ever. Every time she wore a long flowing
dress with a slit up the side, he would nearly cum in his pants
watching her long, tanned legs flashing through the slit. God, what
legs she had, he thought to himself as his hand worked faster and
faster.
Then his thoughts strayed back the night when his mother had just
returned home from a dinner party. He was going to bed so he had
stopped by her room to tell her good night. Seeing that her door was
slightly ajar, he had peeked inside. He had seen his mother sitting on
the edge of her bed pulling her pantyhose down her long, curvaceous
legs. Initially, she hadn't noticed him standing there and within
moments, she was naked from the waist down. The only thing between her
and complete nudity was her frilly, lacy half-bra. He couldn't believe
what he was witnessing and felt himself growing so hard, his cock was
beginning to ache as he stood there watching her. He had even been
able to see her pale little patch of pubic hair covering her tight,
taut underbelly. Then she had started to reach behind her and release
her bra. Watching on expectantly, he had waited feverishly for her to
pop her brassiere. Staring at her big, hard nipples, pink and puffy
sticking out over the top of her brassiere, he waited. Then, for some
reason, she had looked over to the door. He recalled that neither of
them had moved for several moments as they stared at each other. Then
finally, she had blushed and pulled her dress up over her nakedness.
He remembered being embarrassed beyond belief as he had rushed back to
his room without even telling her goodnight. Once there, he had
promptly masturbated with the picture of her naked breasts in his mind.
Thankfully, she hadn't said anything the next day. But after that
first time, he had found himself trying harder and harder to catch her
in compromising stages of undress. Strangely, it seemed easier to
catch glimpses of her nakedness than before the incident. For whatever
reason, she seemed to be less concerned about him seeing her than
before the incident. Thinking about her, he kept sliding his hand up
and down his massive prick. Sometimes, his mother would catch him
looking at her and she would smile faintly and blush.
Danny could feel himself gradually approaching the point of no return
as he lay in bed thinking about his mother. As he began to move his
hand quicker and quicker, he suddenly became aware of the smell of
bacon in the air.
That would mean that his mother was downstairs cooking breakfast for
him. Suddenly, his mind was filled with a perverted picture of his
mother cooking breakfast in a naughty, frilly corset. In his mind, he
pictured her bending over with her beautiful, bare breasts hanging out
the corset. Although he had never seen her breasts completely naked,
he could imagine how wonderful they would look. Big, soft and as white
as a fleecy cloud. He could even see where the whiteness ended and her
tanned skin began. He felt a tingle of perverse excitement trickle
through his cock as this erotic fantasy filled his head. Dangerously
close to cumming, he felt his cock harden even more.
Wanting to prolong the delicious feeling of wickedness, he stopped
stroking himself. Holding his giant cock in his hand, he closed his
eyes and let the image of his mother shimmer through his mind. The
image in his mind seemed almost real as he watched her breasts dangling
down, full and heavy as they bobbed and wobbled. In his mind, he had
dressed her in a racy pair of red, fishnet hose and flaming red high
heel pumps to go with her red corset. He couldn't believe how
incredibly beautiful she was as she moved about the kitchen preparing
his breakfast.
Then, he thought he felt a faint, almost indistinguishable breath of
air flow over his throbbing cock. If he hadn't been so aroused and
sensitive, he wouldn't have noticed the breeze. Wondering if he had
left his window open, he slowly opened his eyes and started to turn
toward the window.
Before he could turn, he saw his mother standing in his doorway holding
a tray with his breakfast on it.
"Oh, Shit," he gasped shoving his foot-long cock under his covers.
His whole body turned beet red as he stared at his mother standing in
the doorway with a shocked look on her face.
"God, Mother, I'm sorry," he blubbered out, "I didn't know you were
there."
"Uhhhhhh," she said, clearing her throat, "I could see that."
"I'm sorry," he mumbled apologetically.
"Well, uh, Happy Birthday," she told him, a curious little smile
delicately playing over her mouth, "I thought you would like breakfast
before I gave you your present, but maybe not......"
"Uh, What, uh......." Danny stuttered, dazed by her sudden appearance.
Danny didn't speak, but he watched as she slowly approached his bed.
Although it was early in the morning, she had taken the time to put on
make-up. Not that she needed it, because she was beautiful with or
without in his. Disappointedly, he noted that she was wearing her
frumpy old terry-cloth house robe. It was thick terry cloth with long
sleeves and covered her from neck to knees with its sexless plainness.
It was definitely not the costume that he had pictured her wearing.
"But, since I brought it up here," she said stopping by his bed and
leaning down, "you might as well eat it while I tell you about your
birthday present."
She placed the tray of food down squarely on his hidden hardness. It
seemed to Danny that she had pressed it down on him a little harder
than necessary, but maybe his overactive imagination was working
overtime.
He quickly started eating to hide his shame and prevent himself from
having to respond to anything she had to say.
"I really don't know where to begin," she said softly, blushing
slightly.
"I thought long and hard," she went on as she watched him eat, "about
your eighteenth birthday present. You have just about everything that
money can buy. Your father left us very well off, financially, so I
have been able to give you almost everything you could want in that
realm. But then I asked myself what could I get you that money
couldn't buy. Something that no one else would give you. And, finally
something you wanted very much."
Pausing for a moment, she nervously toyed with the top button of her
houserobe as she seemed to be gathering her thoughts.
Wondering what she could be getting at, Danny continued to eat. What
could she give him that money couldn't buy. What would no one else
give him. What did her really want. In his present aroused state, he
briefly considered something very vulgar, but quickly dismissed it from
his mind as he blushed again.
It was several seconds before Lana continued.
"I finally decided what I would give you, but now that the time has
come for me to give you my gift," she blushed again, "I wonder if I can
go through with it."
Hesitating again, she nervously slipped the button through the button
hole of her robe. Then her hand moved down to the next button.
Danny had almost finished his breakfast as he watched her, wondering if
she realized what she was doing. It seemed to be just a nervous
gesture, but she had unbuttoned the top button.
"I've watched you grow and mature," she told him, "and I've noticed
the way that you've looked at me recently. I realize that you are
eighteen and that your hormones are going full blast all of the time.
I also know that boys your age fantasize about their mother."
Turning bright red again, Danny felt a wave of shame and humiliation
wash over him as she seemed to be reading his mind. How could she
know? Maybe he had been too obvious. He wished he had a hole to crawl
in as she sat looking at him innocently. She was such a sweet and
wonderful person, how could he even think such gross and despicable
thoughts about her. He was ashamed of even imagining her doing
anything sexually. Why did he think such things about her when he knew
he could never do any thing to hurt her. He was almost in tears,
chastising himself for having such perverse, evil thoughts about her.
But, even as he rebuked himself, he caught a whiff of her soft,
seductive perfume and felt his penis lurch uncontrollably. Thankfully,
the tray covered him and his mother hadn't seen his cock jump. He was
horrible, he thought to himself. He hated himself for being unable to
control his animal urges in front of his dear, sweet mother.
"It is only natural for a boy to imagine such things," she said
slowly, "while on the other hand, we both know how wrong it would be to
even think about anything so morally wrong. So wrong, we could go to
jail for it."
"While boys fantasize about their mothers, mothers can have feelings
too. Especially if a mother lives all alone with her son. Especially
if a mother doesn't have other men in her life." she said, her voice
cracking with emotion, "There is no stronger love in the world than
that of a mother for her child. Do you know that?"
"Uh, I, uh, don't, uh, know....." he blabbered awkwardly, growing more
and more embarrassed by the minute.
"So when I started thinking about your eighteenth birthday," she went
on, sliding the second button through its hole, "I wanted to give you
something that would show you just how much I love you. And just as
important, I wanted to be with you when you left childhood and traveled
into the mysterious realm of manhood."
"Then I had a crazy idea, but I didn't know if I dared to follow
through on it," she smiled down at him lovingly. "I started reading
books on the rites of passages in many different cultures, and I
discovered that my idea wasn't that uncommon."
Stopping for a moment, she took a deep breath before continuing.
"I found that my gifts were gifts that many mothers give their sons,"
she said, her voice becoming husky with emotion, "except that it is not
done in our society. But I felt that you were mature enough to
understand what I was giving to you. I thought you would be man enough
to accept it, and have the discipline to understand its true meaning.
I am going to offer it to you. It is up to you to accept it or decline
it. I just hope that you realize how much it takes for me to offer
these gifts to you. I am prepared to give you the most sacred gift a
mother has to offer her son. I labored over my decision for many a
sleepless night, but finally after several months, I am convinced that
they are the right gifts."
Stupidly, Danny was puzzled by the formality of his mother's
dissertation. He thought he could understand some of her insinuations,
but he wasn't totally sure as he finished his breakfast and set the
tray down on the floor by the bed. After he had done so, he wished he
hadn't because his hard, swollen maleness was now obviously evident
under the thinness of the sheet.
"I hope that you know just how much I love you," his mother started
again, toying with yet another button on her robe, "and that I would
never do anything to destroy that love. The gifts I offer go hand in
hand. If you accept one, then you have to accept the other. It is up
to you to accept or reject. But you must remember, that you can't have
one without the other. You must understand that. Do you understand
that it is up to you to take it or reject it? Whatever you decide, you
must remember that there is a second part of the gift and you must have
the discipline to accept it. Discipline is one of the first things you
must learn as a man. Do you understand?"
"Uh, I, uh, think so" Danny stammered, beginning to understand the
gravity of her concern.
"Then if you are sure you understand the magnitude of my concern, I
offer myself to you as your birthday gift," she said dramatically. As
she spoke, she stood up and let her houserobe fall to the floor.
Danny couldn't believe what he saw. His mother now stood before him
dressed almost identically to the way he had pictured her in his mind
earlier that morning. She wore the same bright red corset he had
imagined her wearing in his fantasy. It was made out of shiny, red
satin with lacy black garter straps on the bottom and lacy, uplifting
cups at the top. The half-cupped brassiere uplifted her enormous,
soft, white breasts beautifully leaving her hard, puffy nipples peeking
out over the top.
"Oh, MY GOD," he blurted out as he felt his cock jerk and spring up
under the sheet and his eyes swept over her body.
Her long, lovely legs were encased in sheer, black fishnet hose and she
wore a pair of bright red stiletto pumps just as he had imagined it.
Then he suddenly felt lightheaded as he stared down at the tuft of
soft, curly blonde hair covering her soft, exposed underbelly.
"I wanted to be the one to lead you from childhood into manhood," she
whispered softly, "if you want me to. Do You?"
"OH, GOD YES," he groaned out, as his eager cock bobbed up and down
uncontrollably under the sheet.
"Thank God," she gushed, leaning down and quickly throwing the sheet
back off of him.
Danny watched on in disbelief and panic as his mother stood looking
down at his exposed manhood in wonder and shock.
"Oh, Danny," she cooed, "you are so beautiful and hard and big."
After a few moments, she shook her head and crawled up onto his bed.
"I must confess that I want you as badly as you want me," she gushed
out as she lay down beside him, "and I don't know what I would have
done if you had turned me down."
Rolling over onto her back, Lana quickly spread her long, enchanting
legs apart making herself ready for him.
"Take me," she panted, "take me, my son, and I'll show you the many,
many ways of love."
Danny clumsily clambered up to his hands and knees. His giant cock
slashed back and forth wickedly as he struggled up between her
beautifully spread legs. As he tottered above her, he saw her hand fly
down to his gigantic cock. Taking hold of his bobbing, dancing
maleness, she gasped at its size as it hovered above her wet, waiting
womanpit.
"Oh, Baby, I just hope I can take all of your mancock," she wheezed,
pushing the massive, mauve cockhead down toward her gaping womanhood.
"Oh, God, I Love You, Mother," Danny moaned as he felt his cockhead
brush up against the soft, wet heat of his mother's femininity.
"Oh, Yes, I Love You, too, Baby," she panted as she drug his big,
rubbery cockhead up and down the wet, drooling furrow of her cunt.
Already on the edge, Danny was barely able to keep from exploding as he
pushed himself down at her. Almost immediately, he felt his cockhead
slide down into the incredible heat of the seething cavern of her
forbidden flesh. It felt like he had thrust his cock into a vat of
boiling juices as it slid deeper and deeper into her clutching socket.
He knew that they would both be struck dead at any moment for
committing such sin.
"OH BABY," Lana moaned as she felt his enormous penis slide inside of
her, forcing her vagina to stretch and dilate to accomodate his
hugeness.
The overwhelming magnitude of what he was doing suddenly descended upon
him like a ton of bricks. As the totality of their incestuous union
became reality, the soft, sucking pull of his mother's velvety vagina
became too much for Danny. Unable to restrain himself another second
longer, he drove the entire length of his foot long cock down into
waiting softness of his mother's wonderful cunt with one powerful
thrust.
"OHFUCKITSSOBIG," she blurted as his hot hardness cut her all the way
to the quick.
The instant his belly slapped down onto hers, his great cock exploded
inside of her with the force of a firehose. The gigantic cock, jerked
powerfully and spewed out a huge stream of thick, white, hot boycream
deep inside of her clutching cunt.
"OHYOURCUMMINGINME," she screamed out, kicking her legs up and driving
her heels into her son's ass, forcing him even deeper into the hot,
pulling socket of her vagina.
Then, her son's gigantic prick erupted inside of her again and she felt
her own orgasm begin, down deep inside of her drenched cunt. As it
grew and gained in momentum, her son's massive cock continued to jerk
and spurt thick, hot, jets of his burning, clinging cum into her
ravenous cunt. The spasms wracking her body became stronger and
stronger as wave after wave of animalistic pleasure washed over her.
Never had either of them felt such passion and pleasure.
Like two rutting wild animals, they writhed and fought, clinging
together in some primitive ritual of death. Yet, as their bodies
clashed together, the only thing to die was their innocence. On and on
they battled, both of them gasping and groaning until at last their
bodies could take no more. Suddenly they collapsed down onto the bed
in a heap of wet, sweating flesh.
Danny awoke slowly for the second time on his birthday. As he slowly
struggled back to consciousness, he could feel something hot and wet
enveloping his cock. Opening his eyes, he looked down and found his
mother lying between his outstretched legs lovingly sucking on his
cock. Watching her head bob and dance around his cock, he felt himself
rapidly growing hard again.
Feeling him growing hard, his mother opened her eyes. Looking up at
him with almost all of his flaccid penis in her mouth, she gave his
cock one long hard suck.
"Good morning, again," she smiled up at him, letting his big, fat cock
slowly slip out of her mouth, "did you like your first birthday gift?"
"Oh, God," he groaned, smiling back at her, "I thought I had died and
gone to heaven."
"I did, too," she said softly, leaning down and running her soft, pink
tongue up the entire length of his hard, throbbing mancock, "it was the
best ever."
Looking up at him sensually, she lifted his giant penis once again.
Leaning down, she slowly sucked the great, bloated head of his
monstrous cock back into her mouth. As he watched her soft red lips
slowly slither down his swollen manhood, he could feel her soft, silky
tongue teasing and taunting his sensitive cockhead. Ever so slowly,
she sucked more and more of his giant into her hot, clutching mouth
until she had six inches of his foot long prod inside her mouth. He
could feel his passion rising once again as she lovingly sucked and
toyed with him. The wickedness of their incestuous marriage was so
sexually arousing, he could barely contain his ardor. He didn't know
how much longer he would be able to postpone the inevitable as she
lifted his goose-egg sized balls and gently rolled them around in her
hands. He could feel the hot softness of her silky smooth hands as she
adoringly squeezed and fondled his great sperm generators. It was
quickly becoming too much as she nuzzled and sucked on him harder and
harder. The incredulity of awakening to the feel of his mother sucking
on him had already driven him to the point of eruption.
"God, Mom, you'd better stop," he panted, "or I'm going to cum."
Stopping for just a moment, she let his cock slowly slide out of her
mouth as she looked into his eyes lovingly. Looking down to his cock,
he saw that it glistened with her saliva as it slithered out of her
mouth, wet and hard and primed.
"I want you to fill my mouth with your sweet, hot mancream," she
whispered, "and let me suck you until I swallow all of your sweet, hot
cream."
She felt his cock lurch dangerously as she spoke and quickly sucked him
back into her mouth.
"Oh, Fuck," he gasped as he felt her burning lips encircle him once
again, quickly sliding down his primed rod.
He felt his cock shudder and swell with pre-eruption eagerness as his
mother continued to pull and suck on him. He could feel the cum in his
big, hard balls begin to boil and bubble as her soft, full lips roughly
pulled on his loaded weapon. Staring down at her, he couldn't believe
that it was really happening. How could he be lying in his bed with
his mother between his legs hungrily devouring his maleness? The sheer
wickedness of it was too much to accept. He felt his balls clench and
shudder as they sent a fiery gusher of his syrupy white spume spewing
out into her mouth. Her eyes flew open as her mouth was suddenly
filled with his creamy froth. She swallowed as quickly as she could,
but there was so much, some of it escaped out around the shaft of his
cock and trickled down her chin.
Sucking and swallowing as fast as she could, she nursed on his giant
cock as it lurched again and shot out another great gob of his thick
potency into her mouth.
His mother tried to keep up with the flood of cum that was pouring out
of his mammoth penis, but some of it still managed to escape and drip
down her chin once again. Over and over again, his cock jerked and
spurted out its foamy load until he thought it would never stop. But
at last it did.
"Oh, Fucking, God," Danny groaned as his mother continued to gently
suck and nurse on his slowly shrinking cock, "mother, you're going to
kill me if you keep that up."
"Did you like it," she finally asked him as she let his fat, swollen
penis slip from her mouth.
"Oh, God, Yes," he gasped, looking up at her.
"I'm glad that you did," she grinned, her lips glistening wetly from
the coating of cum that covered them and trickled down her chin.
"I've never had it feel that good," he sighed watching as her tiny
pink tongue flick out and lick her lips, lapping away his cum.
"What would you like to do next?" she smiled mischievously, standing
over him on her hands and knees with her heavy, full breasts dangling
down over his thighs, "Or would you like to take another nap?"
"I would like to taste you," he grinned up at her, reaching up and
gently fondling her big, pendant breasts, "and make you feel as
wonderful as you've made me feel."
"Ohhhhhhhhh, that sound's good," she said expectantly, "it has been so
long, I've almost forgotten how it feels."
"Bring your beautiful little, uh, pus, uh, pussy up her then," he
said, blushing and stammering, unused to speaking to his mother so
familiarly.
With her long, tan legs straddling him, she slowly crawled up his body.
Danny stared in disbelief and adoration as her huge, round, bobbling
breasts wiggled and jiggled above him as his mother crawled up the bed.
Then he felt his cock lurch with depraved desire as his mother's soft,
wet womanhood appeared above his face. It was the most beautiful sight
he had ever seen. It was so wonderful, it almost took his breath away.
The forbidden entrance to his mother's soul. It was incredible that
his mother's pussy was hovering only inches from his face. Staring up
at it, he could see the thick, fleshy lips drooping down, glistening
with her juices. The puffy labiums on each side of the sacred opening
of her vagina were covered with a soft, downy forest of twisted,
crinkled blond hair. It was unthinkable, but he was only a breath away
from the very center of every erotic thought he had had over the past
six months. His mother's wonderful, beautiful core of love. Not only
was he able to see it, but she was actually offering it to him. Just
thinking about it was enough to make his giant cock jump up and down
with excitement.
He suddenly became aware of the soft smoothness of his mother's thighs
as she pressed her legs together lowering her pussy down onto his lips.
There it was, the very place where he had been conceived. The place
where he had spent nine months of his life and now he was returning to
it as it slowly sank down toward his face. Then suddenly he could
smell the hot musk of her femininity as the hot softness of her pussy
slowly caressed his lips. Tentatively at first, he eased his tongue
out onto the silky softness of her vaginal lips. He was licking his
mother's pussy. His cock jumped dangerously as the depraved thought
tore through his head.
"Oh, My Baby," his mother groaned as she felt his tongue on her
womanhood.
Slowly, lovingly, he searched the meaty folds of flesh for her button
of joy.
"CHRisstttt," his mother gasped as his tongue found it.
Poking at the hard little button of nerves hidden inside of its fleshy
cave, he felt it slowly ease of the sheath until it jutted out hard and
ready. Quickly, he attacked it with a vengeance, flicking his tongue
back forth across it mercilessly as his mother writhed in delight.
"Oh, MY God, YES, Baby, YES, Do, it BABy, Do it," she moaned, her hips
jerking and jumping wildly.
Danny couldn't believe that this woman was his mother. Not his dear,
sweet mother who had never uttered even so much as a curse word. Had
never even pretended to be the least be sexy. This was the woman who
had disciplined him when he was wrong and praised him when he was
right. He had given him comfort when he needed comfort and now she was
becoming a sex-crazed maniac literally right before his eyes.
Reaching up, Danny grasped his mother's perfectly rounded buttocks and
pulled her dripping cunt down even harder as his tongue ravaged her
swollen clitoris.
"OHFUCKYES, OHFUCKYES, OHFUCKYES," she blathered as her hips shook
and bounced sending cunt juice splattering all over her son's face.
Like a man gone insane, Danny pillaged his mother's weeping gash and
jutting little clitoris. Faster and faster, his tongue raked back and
forth across it, driving his mother closer and closer to the point of
no return.
She was now grinding her cunt into his face as he pulled her down onto
him. He could feel her crinkled pubic hair grinding into his cheeks as
he devoured her sweetness. Then without any warning, his lips were
bathed with a gush of hot, fragrant juices.
"OHMYGODIMCUMMIINNNGGGggggg," his mother screamed out as her body
began to jerk and spasm uncontrollably.
Wrapping his arms around her hips, Danny hugged her pussy down against
his face. Holding her imprisoned in his arms, he hungrily devoured her
cunt as she writhed and cried out in pleasure.
"OH, God, I Love it, I Love it, I Love it, Oh, My, Baby," she gushed
out as she continued to thrust herself down at him.
The flow of her sweet nectar went on and on as she kept crying and
writhing until at last she collapsed, rolling onto her side beside him.
Even though she had rolled off him, Danny followed her and kept licking
and teasing her clitoris until she gently pushed his head away from
her.
"Please, Baby, wait a few minutes," she cooed, "its too sensitive
now."
"Did it feel good, mother?" he asked innocently.
"Oh, God, Yes," she blurted out, "it never felt that good with any
other man. Never, ever. It was beautiful."
After a few moments, Danny scooted up until he was facing his mother.
Both of them lay on their side looking into each other's eyes for
several seconds. Finally, Danny leaned forward and ever so gently
kissed her on the mouth. The kiss, soft and tender in the beginning
soon became brutal and demanding as they crushed their lips together.
After several seconds, his mother pulled back gasping for air.
"Oh, My, Baby," she panted, "you are already a man and you know how to
make me so hot."
As she spoke, she ran her hand down his chest, over his flat, hard
stomach to his jutting, throbbing penis.
"My, God, you're already hard again," she groaned, wrapping her hand
around the thick, blue-veined shaft of his giant penis.
"Just touching you makes so hard I hurt," he whined as she slowly
stroked his hardness with her soft, clenched hand.
Danny was content to let his mother gently stroke him for a while.
Then he slowly got to his hands and knees beside her, his giant cock
jutting out from his groin wickedly.
"Does my Baby want another present," his mother gurgled, rolling over
onto her back and spreading her long, tan legs apart.
"Very Badly," he grunted, crawling up between her outstretched legs.
"Mommy's present is already open and ready for Baby," she cooed,
fingering her wet, drooling pussy open.
"God, Mother, it's beautiful," Danny gushed, looking down at the
fleshy pink pit of his mother's sanctity that now lay open and wet.
As he crawled up, she grabbed hold of his slashing, bobbing cock and
slowly began to bend it down toward her gaping love-wound.
"Mommy wants all of Baby inside of her place," she whispered. "Push
it into Mommy until it won't go any deeper, Baby, Please."
As she spoke, Danny felt the head of his colossal cock touch the hot,
wetness of her waiting femininity. An electric shock ran through his
body as he slowly forced himself down into the hot, sucking depths of
his mother's ravenous cunt. Even though he was huge, she was so hot
and ready, his gigantic penis sliced down into her hot, flooded cunt
like a knife through butter. Forcing the narrow channel of her hot,
sucking cunt to accept his hugeness, he thrust himself deeper and
deeper into the core of her forbidden motherhood. Like some monstrous
battering ram, it battered its way down the hot, slippery sheath until
at last his stomach slapped down onto hers.
"Oh, God, it's all in me," she gasped as she clenched her cuntal
muscles down around his throbbing mancock.
"Oh, My, God," he groaned, feeling the blistering juices of her cunt
burning his cock, "I LOVE IT."
Holding his cock buried inside of her, he reached down and hooked his
elbows behind her knees. Grunting, he lifted her long, shapely legs up
higher and higher until at last her thighs were pressed up against her
huge, soft tits. She was now completely exposed and at his mercy as he
slowly withdrew his penis.
Pausing only briefly, he quickly hammered his cock back into her
brutally. The force of his thrust was such that it almost knocked the
breath out of her. Then he slowly withdrew it again and slammed it
back into her forcefully. After several brutal thrusts, he stopped
assaulting her and began to fuck her with long, penetrating thrusts
burying himself up to the hilt inside her hot, sucking cunt every time.
In and out, in and out slid his giant peter as she mewed and whimpered
in adoration and delight.
Time seemed to stop as they fucked and fucked. Then suddenly, she was
consumed by the unholy fire of another orgasm as her body shook and
quivered. Even though he could feel the ravages of her orgasm coursing
through her body, he didn't relent and continued to stroke his cock
into her deep and hard.
"OHYES, OHYES, OHYES, BABYFUCKMOMMY!" she growled out as her whole
body shook uncontrollably.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the last throes of her
orgasm faded. Danny continued to feed his giant prick into her as she
willingly accepted it. Reaching down to his pistoning butt, she
grabbed the cheeks of his ass, bringing blood as she dug her nails into
him, pulling him into her harder and harder. Still, he didn't succumb
to the passion of the moment as he continued to drive himself down into
the hot, clutching depths of her love-wound over and over again.
Then for a second time, she was possessed by a fiery orgasm. Shaking
so badly her teeth were chattering, she was whisked to heights of
pleasure that were so intense, they were frightening. She had never
experienced such joy and delight with any other man in her whole life.
It was too much and she began to sob fitfully, but Danny continued to
fuck her mercilessly.
"Oh, unh, Mommy, unh, are, unh, you, unh, okay?" he was able to grunt
between thrusts as he finally felt himself nearing release.
"God, Ahh, Yes, Ahh, I, Ahh, Feel, Ahh, Wonderful," she gurgled out
between strokes of his mighty engine, "Fuck, Ahh, Me, Ahh, Baby."
Feeling his own culmination rapidly approaching, Danny began to fuck
his mother harder and deeper. Soon his hips were a blur of pink as his
cock slashed in and out her wetly. The wet, slurping sounds of their
lovemaking was filling the room along with the grunts and groans of the
two lovers. Closer and closer he drew until at last it was on him like
a demon.
"OHMYFUCKINGGODDDDDDDDD!!!" he bellowed out as his mammoth cock
exploded inside of his mother's drenched cunt for the second time that
day.
"OHYESBABY!!" she screamed back at him as she tripped off into her
fourth orgasm of the day.
They were once again like two battling beasts as they clawed and
scratched at each other. Their bodies slapped together obscenely as
Danny's cock spurted its potent cream into his mother and then
retreated for a moment before crashing together again. Their macabre,
incestual dance went on and on as Danny's elephantine penis spurted and
spurted inside his mother's cunt. Within moments her cunt was filled
to overflowing with his thick, white love-milk and it began pouring out
of her cunt. Still it wouldn't stop until both of them were covered
with its hot, clinging stickiness.
After it finally stopped, they lay unmoving, their bodies crushed
together in a deep, passionate embrace for the longest time. Then,
slowly, they parted.
"OH," she winced when his still large cock popped out of her battered
and bruised cunt.
"I'm sorry, Mommy," he apologized as he rolled over onto his back.
"That's okay, Baby," she smiled at him, lifting his sodden warrior and
giving it a loving squeeze, "it is just so big."
"Not now," he grinned tiredly, looking over at the clock by his bed
and seeing that it was already past noon.
What a birthday, he thought. Not only had he gotten laid on his
birthday, but he had gotten laid by his mother, the most beautiful
woman in the world.
"Thank you for a wonderful birthday, Mother," he said softly, turning
and facing her again.
"You're welcome," she smiled at him mischievously, "but it's not over
yet."
"What, what, do you mean there's more," he asked, hardly daring to
believe there could be more.
What could she mean, he wondered. Maybe they were going to make love
for the rest of the day. That would be unbelievable. Even as he
thought about it, he felt a tingle of excitement trickle through his
shrunken manhood.
"Why don't you take a quick nap," she smiled at him, slowly sitting
up, sending her breasts into a fit of shaking and wiggling, "and when
you wake up I will have your other present ready."
"Okay, I could use a little rest," he yawned, "I'm getting worn out
trying to keep up with you."
"Oh, you naughty little boy," she laughed, standing up. "Go
night-night for a while and Mommy will get your other present ready for
you."
The events of the morning had drained Danny emotionally and physically
and within moments he was asleep again.
He felt as if he had only slept for a moment when he felt himself being
coaxed to wakefulness by a wet warmness enveloping his sleeping
manhood. Lazily, he drifted toward consciousness and opened his eyes.
Groggily, he saw his mother sitting between his legs with his cock in
her hands. Unable to comprehend what she was doing, he was enjoying the
feel of her hands as she gently massaged his floppy prick.
What in the world was happening, he wondered as a paralyzing jolt of
panic tore through his brain. Why was she doing this to him, he
struggled to remember. Then suddenly, it all came back to him and he
slowly relaxed.
"Oh, you're finally awake," she smiled up continuing to caress his
big, soft dick. "I thought you were going to sleep all day, so I
decided to wake you up."
"Huh," he responded sleepily, looking over at the clock and seeing
that it was five o'clock already.
He had slept for more than four hours, but his thoughts were still
muddled and slow. As he tried to shake to cobwebs from his mind.
Looking back at his mother, it took him several moments to realize that
she had removed her lingerie and was naked. God, she was beautiful, he
thought to himself as he drunkenly leered at her.
"What's wrong?" she asked with a puzzled look on her face, "You look
drunk."
"I have never seen you naked before," he mumbled, "and you're, you're
just so, so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at you."
"Oh, My," she blushed brightly, starting to raise her arms to cover
her large, round breasts, but stopping, "that was the most wonderful
compliment any man has ever given me."
"I meant every word of it," he asserted. "You're Venus, Aphrodite, and
Helen of Troy all rolled into one wonderful woman and I Love you with
all my heart."
"Shush that up before you make me cry," she laughed softly, but
couldn't stop two big, wet tears from coursing down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry," Danny apologized, not sure what to do or say, "I didn't
mean to make you cry."
"Well," she began, wiping the tears from her cheeks, "I have your last
gift ready if you would like it."
"Really?" he said, quickly looking around the room without seeing any
evidence of a gift.
"Yes, Silly," she smirked at him as she watched him looking around the
room.
"I don't see it."
As he watched on with anticipation, his mother slowly got up to her
hands and knees.
"Would you like this," she asked him, turning and presenting him with
her upturned butt.
"What, uh, what the......." he stammered as he stared at her
glistening behind, "you mean, uh, you mean........"
"I mean would you like to have my other place," she said softly, "it
is the place that women keep for only those men who are very, very
special. I have never given it to another man. And you are my very,
very special person. I want you to have my virgin anus."
Danny was speechless as he stared at his mother's beautifully rounded
bottom. It was a wondrous work of art. Both of the big, soft globes
of flesh were flawlessly soft, yet firm at the same time. It wasn't
hard, but it didn't sag either. It was perfection. Then as his eyes
sought out the core of her other place. He suddenly realized that she
had liberally coated her anus with some kind of lubricant and that was
why her ass was glistening in the dull light. Then with another
revelation, he touched his cock and found it covered with the same
slippery substance. A bolt of sheer sexual excitement tore though his
brain as it finally came to him what she had planned. She wanted him
to take her in the ass.
Danny nearly fainted with rapture as saw his mother looking over her
shoulder at him expectantly.
"Well, can't you make up your mind?" she asked him, slowly undulating
her beautiful derriere at him enticingly.
"Oh, God, YESMOther," he blurted out, struggling up to his hands and
knees behind her.
"You're going to have to be gentle," she cautioned him when she felt
his hands on her hips, "you're so big, you might hurt me."
"Oh, Mother, I don't want to do this," he complained, "if it's going
to hurt you."
"I think I can take you this way," she smiled at him, "but you're just
going to have to be gentle, that's all."
"I will, I promise," he gushed out as his cock slowly started to
harden and stand out.
"Not too slow, though," she told him inching back toward him, "because
you'll have to get it in me before it gets too big or it will never
fit."
"Okay," he muttered, taking hold of his hardening maleness and
scooting up behind her upturned butt.
Because his cock wasn't hard, he grabbed it with both hands to hold it
still. Leaning forward, he slowly placed the great bulbous head of his
prick on the tiny, little wrinkled opening to his mother's tight anal
opening. Slowly, he began to lean toward her as he felt her pushing
back against him. Both of them were straining hard, but nothing
happened for the longest time.
"Oh, Danny, I'm sorry, but I don't thinkOHMYGOD," she winced as the
great swollen head of his cock finally popped through the hot, clinging
ring of muscles surrounding her anus. "WAITDON'T MOVEWAIT."
Danny felt as if his cock was going to be decapitated as the strong
ring of muscles encircling her asshole clamped down around his growing
monstrosity. He couldn't believe it, but the head of his penis was
inside his mother's asshole. He had never felt anything so tight and
hot and excruciatingly wicked before. It was all he could do to keep
from erupting inside of her at this very moment and he hadn't even
fucked her. He knew that no matter what, he wouldn't be able to last
long inside the fiery channel of his mother's anus. But, if she wanted
him to fuck her in the ass, he was determined to fuck her lovely ass.
"Slow, Baby," she whimpered as she groaned and pushed back against her
son's monstrous penis.
Straining with the effort to force himself inside the inviolable
stricture of his mother's ass, it was all Danny could do to keep from
cumming. At least his cock was now hard enough, he could let go of it.
Releasing himself, he grabbed onto his mother's round, firm thighs and
forcefully pulled her back onto himself. Slowly, inch by inch, his
horrendous cock was disappearing into his mother's asshole. He was so
huge and she was so tight, there was no indication of her asshole, it
seemed he just disappeared into her ass. Finally, he had six inches of
his hard, throbbing peter buried up his mother's asshole.
"Oh, Baby, Please, Just wait for a minute," she implored him as she
stood before him on her hands and knees with her head hanging down, "I
just need a minute, please."
Stopping at his mother's request, Danny slowly felt his way down to his
mother's drooling, empty womanhood. Running his finger up the wet,
fleshy furrow of her vagina, he searched for his clitoris. Finally, he
finally found the swollen little button. Quickly, he began to flick
and toy with it as his mother moaned her approval. Then as he played
with her clitoris with one hand, he slowly eased one, and then two
fingers up into her deserted womanhood. As he did, he could feel the
hard rigidity of his cock through the delicate, thin layer of tissues
separating his mother's asshole from her vagina. His mother's legs
were slowly creeping farther and farther apart as he slowly finger
fucked her and played with her clitoris.
"Push it in, Baby," she finally told him, "I want to take all of you."
Pulling his fingers out of her cunt, he grasped her hips again and
quickly began to pull her back onto his stiff, jutting weapon. As he
did, he felt his cock begin to slide into her again. Then he felt her
grunt and shove herself back at him forcefully. The combination of
their efforts quickly forced his cock down into the very core of her
asshole and the impalement didn't stop until his belly slapped up
against her soft, rounded butt.
"Oh, God, I don't believe it," his mother groaned, "I can't believe
that I took all of your huge penis up my anus."
"Every last inch," Danny grunted, still laboring to control the urge
to dump his load into her asshole.
"It's beginning to feel good, now," she crooned, "and I want you to
fuck Mommy's place for a long time."
"I want to, Mother, but you are so hot and tight," he told her, "I
don't know how long I can last."
"Okay, Baby, but go as long as you can, for Mommy."
Knowing that he was only moments away from exploding inside the hot,
compressed channel of his mother's asshole, he quickly jerked his cock
back almost all the way out. Then, with a loud grunt, he slammed his
cock back into the overdilated channel of her asshole. It was all he
could take. The passion of the moment overwhelmed him and he felt his
cock buck and detonate inside of her.
"OH FUCK MOMMY I'M SORRY," he bellowed out as his cock sent the first
giant gusher of white-hot semen spewing out onto the sensitive lining
of his mother's colon.
"OH, BABYYYYYYYY," she screeched, unable to stop herself from falling
headlong into another mindboggling orgasm.
Neither of them could stop their bodies from shaking and quivering as
unfathomable currents of pure sexual pleasure flowed through their
bodies unabated. The pleasure they felt was so pure and intense, it
threatened to overload their pleasure circuits and leave both of them
insane.
Unknowingly, Danny's hands had found his mother's great, pendant
breasts as they hung down underneath her. Grabbing them, he pulled on
them, using them for a fulcrum as he drove his spurting, spewing
manhood deeper and deeper into the overflowing cavern of her ass.
"OH FUCKING GOD ABOVE," his mother screamed as her body writhed and
shook, "I LOVE IT, LOVE IT, LOVE ITTTTTT."
Danny hung onto his mother for dear life as his cock continued to empty
itself into her drenched, sodden asshole. Finally, it couldn't bring
itself to reload and fire as it begin to rapidly shrink and slither
back down his mother's battered and abused asshole. His whole body was
on the brink of total exhaustion as he slowly fell backward jerking his
shrinking maleness from his mother aching asshole.
"Ouch," she yelped as his cock flew out of her asshole.
She collapsed on her face as Danny fell onto his back. Neither of them
had the energy or desire to talk and within moments they were both
asleep.
Danny didn't know how long he had been asleep, but it was dark outside
when he was finally able to force his eyes open. Reaching over, he
flicked on the lamp. Looking down, he saw that it was nine o'clock.
Damn, he thought to himself, what a birthday. He and his mother had
spent the entire day fucking and sucking and eating. He would never,
ever forget this birthday in a million years.
Looking around, he could find no evidence of their transgression. He
was lying under the cover of his freshly made bed that smelled fresh
and clean, but he couldn't remember if it was the same bedding that had
been on the bed last night or not. Shaking his head, he smiled at the
prospect of future assignations with his mother when he heard his
mother coming up the stairs. It was funny, he thought, how well you
got to know one's step when you lived together for so long. Waiting
anxiously, he watched the door to see if she was coming back to his
room. Then she suddenly appeared in the door, holding a tray with a
birthday cake on it. Disappointed, Danny noticed that she was now
dressed in a soft pastel summer dress. It was a little low cut, but it
definitely wasn't sexually provocative. Puzzled, he smiled at her.
"Oh, the birthday boy is finally awake," his mother said as she
strolled into his room. "It's about time. I was going to wake you up
anyway, even if you were asleep."
"Well, Mom," he yawned and smiled, "it's your fault. You wore me
out."
"What do you mean by that," she asked him, a puzzled look on her face
as she leaned down to set the tray down on his bedstand.
"You know what I mean," he grinned lasciviously starring down the
front of his mother's dress at her breasts.
Seeing him looking down the front of her dress, Lana blushed and stood
up quickly.
"Daniel, what has gotten into you?" she asked him.
"Didn't you get that backward, Mom," he leered at her obscenely as he
reached out and slipped his hand up under her dress.
"DANIEL MORRIS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" she shrieked, jumping back away
from him and slapping his hand. "HAVE YOU GONE CRAZY?"
"What the........" he sputtered, baffled by his mother's sudden
change, "Uh, I'm sorry, uh, I, uh, was just joking around, Mom."
"Well, I didn't find it amusing, young man," she sternly announced.
"Why, I have a good mind to dump your cake in your lap."
Danny was dumfounded. What had happened to change her so much in such
a short period of time? Or had he dreamed the whole thing? He
couldn't have, it was too real to be a dream. Yet, she was acting like
it had never happened. What was he to believe? He couldn't even trust
his own senses.
"Are you taking drugs or something?" she asked him, "because you're
really acting strange. Maybe this is part of becoming a man. I've
heard that boys become brain dead when they get eighteen. Can't think
about anything but sex and it must be right."
"God, Mom, I'm sorry," he mumbled, still unable to sort out reality
from fiction, "I am just confused."
"Well, young man, you had better get over your confusion," she
reprimanded him, "and never, ever try that little trick again. DO YOU
UNDERSTAND? Never Again."
"Uh, Okay, Mom," he whimpered like a beaten dog, "I won't ever do it
again and I'm sorry."
"You should be," she retorted, walking over to the door. "I was going
to celebrate your birthday with you, but I guess the first thing you
have to learn about being a man is discipline. Can't you understand
that? I thought you understood what discipline meant."
She didn't give him a chance to answer her before she turned and
hastily walked out of his room.
Shocked, Danny lay pondering his mother's last words. He knew he had
heard them before, but he couldn't remember when or where. Well,
whatever, he thought, it had been one hell of a birthday even if it was
a dream. What a dream. It was so real, his ass was still sore from
where she had scratched him. Then, he quickly ran his hand over his
ass and felt the scratches there. Grinning to himself, he wondered if
his mother really understood the meaning of discipline. Maybe, he
would just have to find out. Hell, maybe he would have another dream
on his twenty-first birthday. He would have to ask his mother about it
someday, maybe tomorrow, but now he was too tired to think about
it..............
THE END (?)
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