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Mystery Mother (Fmf, family, inc)
by MMFauntleroy

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This mystery did not take long to reveal itself. One night I and my
sister Lisa saw Mom steal in the bedroom of our uncle, and the bolt was
done. I did not find it suitable to witness them but Lisa was sceptical
and planned to peep in the room. Our house was a solid rock and we did
not find a single hole for us to inspect the interior of the room. I
suggested, 'there are ventilators in all room so let's go on the roof
and try to peek inside.' We hurried to the top and found the ventilator
just about open, we put our eyes to the hole but what we saw was beyond
anything I had anticipated.

Mom completely naked lay in the arms of my uncle and was playing the
length of his prick. It was a large affair, a pure white rod almost
thick as a large banana and long as our fully stretched palms. Mom, in
anticipation of something bliss, was repeatedly kissing her paramour.
 
I observed that though she looked senior but her physique was that of a
very young woman. Large attractive firm breasts, stretched black auras
and small erect nipples. Her youth was captivating, her hips narrow, and
buttocks wide and supple. Her cunt was very small with long and a very
thick clit peeping out its fold. Its sharp pointed head was standing at
peak through excitement. The passage of her cunny was of a bright red
hue and showed a very narrow room for the entry of an erect male organ.
These were the rare treasures that she had kept hidden from the greedy
eyes of the ardent lovers. 

Her paramour seated her on his laps and adjusting his enormous prick on
the dripping hole, applied a mighty push. We saw it completely disappear
in her cunt. I was afraid that an attack by such a monstrous cock should
have caused an her immense pain and she would jump out of this strange
position. On the contrary, she gave forth a cry of delight, a long Ohhh,
of pure pleasure and begun moving thereby letting the prick run in and
out of her vulgar cunt.

She balanced herself on her legs that bent in unison of her vigorous
pushes. She quickly came down on his prick, and her cunt produced a
'pitch-pooch' sound on each such thrust. When she jumped down her ebony
buttocks, they hit against the large egg shaped balls that yielded to
its pressure, but quickly returned to their original positions when her
buttocks rose.

The prick was plunging in and out, and a thick white froth circled
around its root. I could not understand how Big uncle involved himself
with her, but by queerest coincidence I somehow enjoyed the ravaging of
that woman. It was a strange exhibition of adultery, a snow-white pole
disappearing in a jet black hole. 

I asked Lisa, 'what is Mom doing?' 'fucking,' she uttered with a
sensation in her voice. I said, 'why are they doing it in seated
position, is it more delightful that way?' She replied, 'I shall let you
know about it ones we are in the  lone of the night. Do not disturb, 
and let me enjoy the act,' she rebuked me. I found it wise to stay my
curiosity and enjoy the ancient theatre being performed.

The pressure of sensation increased in the room as Mom had taken over
the situation and the man was completely possessed. She was managing all
the fucking, jumping, thumping and was, by her actions, directing her
partner what next to do. She was a Medusa mating in the Temple of
Athena.

Her buttock flew over the prick, she rotated her pelvis and tightened
her grip with all her carnal strength. The man also wriggled his bottom
and pushed his prick inside as far as it could go. Their faces grew
sombre and scarlet with passion. They embraced each other, pressed their
lips in a blissful kiss, increased their movement and were lost in the
ecstasy of love.
 
Conditions without the room were not very different, our hearts and body
ached for each other. Lisa's hands stole in her petticoat; she was
caressing her clitoris and fingering her vagina. I came nearer, pulled
up her blouse and drew her large snowy breasts which seemed to have
somewhat enlarged due to intense excitement. The nipples were erect and 
pointing upwards, and the pink halo stretched in a tight circle. I put
my lips on her nipples, sucked it with power and squeezed her breasts;
she quivered with passion. The same sensation conquered me and I quickly
brought out my bursting prick and started masturbating zealously. We
were eyeing each lustfully with the hope and desire of the long awaited
intercourse.

We were torturing our organs with all speed and force, and amid
embraces, kisses and caresses, swept through the currents a wild orgasm.
She whispered, 'it is too exciting dear. Throw me on the floor and deny
me my piety.
 
Sweet, benevolent, mighty  young Lord;  My heart longs the tyranny of
your lengthy rod. 

I, seeing her intense excitement, quickly suggested, 'darling let's
fuck, please don't deny me that nearness.' She replied, 'yes dear, we
shall do it tonight, but please discharge for now. Seeing semen gushing
out of your erect prick had excited me more than any other thing else I
can dream.' 

I ascended the speed of my employment and sent forth a mighty discharge,
fingered her vagina savagely and fell lifeless in her bosom. She
shouted, 'look how delicious is your discharge, it has come in a series
of long streaks and has inundated a large part of the floor. Dear it is
too precious to be wasted like that. It is  a woman's treasure. I want
to feel this warm silvery liquid inside me, please let's to your room
hurry.'

A heavenly light engulfed my entire soul and there was a gentle
sensation of satisfaction in my penis. We had fucked in imagination, and
both had discharged violently at the same precious moment and lay
senseless in each other's arms. It was a full moon night. In the icy
cold weather we were hot as infernos and drenched with perspiration. 

Mom had disembarked from the laps of her partner and his soft penis
dangled, all wet and soggy. A large quantity of the silvery liquid had
dripped from her cunt and sank in the floor. A glow of rejuvenation
radiated from her face, and she looked quite younger. We, in a
bewildered state quickly descended the stairs of the roof and silently
stole away. 

Youth cannot be imprisoned in the precinct of moral. 

With our eyes in each other's embrace, I lifted her in my arms, and amid
kisses, dropped her mildly on the bed. Her breasts were pressed tightly
against the mattress and this constriction forced them to bulge out of
her blouse. So much so, that even the swelled brown aura and the erect
nipples were open to seduction. Further, she pulled up her petticoat
which rendered her thighs and legs naked.

I regarded closely. Her prostrate form, her glistening slim arms, the
brown sensuous mole on her naked breast, and her completely exposed
thighs forced me to keep my sight locked on her. She watched me with
drowsy eyes and opened her arms for me and I fell in her embrace. She
remarked sarcastically, 'did you see Mom's piety.' I said, 'yes, that
was  a surprise. 

I asked her piquantly, 'tell me who did you learn to masturbate with the
proficiency of a artist? What is your effort? How often your do that?'
She replied, 'well, dear never was it like that, I had never done it so
much in my life. Your touches have scorched me and the erection of my
clitoris is nearly perpetual. I am most of the time excited. Without a
fuck I have little means to satisfy by urge. Therefore,  I dream about
you and tickle my clitoris to come with a great force and satisfaction.
It extinguishes the fire only to rekindle it more brilliantly and I have
to do it again and again. My life is on fire since the day I surrendered
to you, my modesty. Rascal, you also did it magnificently, your prick
had forcefully thrown out the sperms quite a distance. How often you do
it?' I replied bashfully, 'after we play the fighting game or when I am
too lonely. Let's do it together sometimes, I shall do it for you and
you for me.' She smiled.
 
I put a strange question. 'Please tell me about lesbians.' She shouted,
'you are a compulsive sinner, but for what purpose is your question. Why
ask you, that?' 'I replied, 'I am very curious to see women practising
that fine art. I often masturbate visualising females fucking each
other. Darlings do you lesbian friends, and have you ever done that
act?. 

She smiled, 'yes we women, when hot or left unsatisfied my a male, often
play this game. We kiss and suck each other and fuck like a man and
wife. The manipulation of our sexes ends in a big discharge and
satisfaction, but I and most of friends are not like true lesbians. We
do it for fun and not as a perversion' 

I said, 'can I watch the two of you fuck each other?' She laughed
loudly, 'dear, you are a child, but anyway, I have a good friend whom I
shall admit secretly to your room and you can watch us loving. Dear, if
you wish, we can make you our partner. However, this has to be done
discreetly and inconspicuously,  unknown to the other maids.' I agreed,
and was assured of that delightful entertainment at some appropriate
moment.

I embraced her and said, 'darling you, are very impatient  and
attractive, you will make a superb sex partner, dear let's fuck.' She
looked with drowsy eyes and said in a husky voice, 'you may do it to me
whenever you like, I feared my virginity but now I care for none. Your
innocent face and your childish games have captured my heart and soul.
Your sweet fragrance has melted in my breath. Your sweet voice has
captured my ears.
 
She put her arms around my neck and planted a long kiss on my parched
lips. The extreme closeness, the inadequate light of the bed lamp and
the soft surroundings created an aroma of deep suspense. Her snow white
naked body, firm conical breasts, swelled aura, protruding nipples and
the rich Mound occasioned an atmosphere of absolute romance.
 
She requested, 'dear love, promise not to forsake me or divulge our
secret to any one, near or far and I shall let you fuck. My dear boy,
any knowledge without would instantly be the cessation of all our
pleasures, so comprehend the amount of caution needed.' I pledged
greatest loyalty.

She reclined beside me, removed her blouse and petticoat, and was
complete naked before my thirsty eyes. She helped me  undress, and
encircled her arms around me. The heat of her incredulously soft and
naked skin overwhelmed my emotions. A strange sensation of attachment
overtook me. 

At this juncture, she appeared very excited. Her hands strolled,
scratched my buttocks, and reached for my erect penis and balls, to
which she attributed a greater sympathy. I breathed fast as her acts
were pleasing and agonising at the same factor. 

She kissed passionately and threw her tongue deep in my mouth to
infiltrate every nook and corner. She, in her passion had completely
blocked out my breath; I had no response other than to gasp for air.

She placed my hand on her young cunt and said, 'now my dear, learn very
carefully about the breaking a girl's veil of virginity. First the
foreplay, massage my clit, finger my vagina, squeeze my breasts and suck
my nipples. When I am thoroughly wet, place you prick on my hymen and
apply a very sudden strong push. This will break the seal and your prick
will easily travel in my cunt. Once inside, keep it running up and down
till both of us discharge and our excitement abates.' With her fingers
she slowly massaged the tip of my penis on her vagina. I jumped in joy
and cried, 'dear, teach me more, let it go inside.' She replied, 'The
idea of fucking is to reciprocate the pleasures.'

