Getting the Best of Mom
by Anal_King

My name is Devin and I’m a 26-year-old unemployed graphics designer. I recently moved back in with my parents in order to save what little money I had. To earn my keep, I do most of the chores my mom and dad would do if I weren't around, like cleaning the house, washing everyone's clothes, and mowing the lawn when necessary. My parents never asked me to do this, but I don't want to give them the impression that I'm some kind of loser, because I'm not. I like to hold my own when I can. Aside from that, I use my free time surfing the Net or watching tons of porn. Until the situation changes, this is how I presently exist.

Anyway, my story begins when my uncle Angelo, on my mother’s side, stopped by last Tuesday to see if I could keep an eye on his place. He said he had to go away on a business trip and didn't feel comfortable asking anyone else. I told him it wouldn’t be a problem. He tried to slip me a hundred dollar bill when my mother wasn’t looking, but I refused it. I still had my pride and told him so; he respected that. Besides, eating all his food would be payment enough. 

Before I go any further, I suppose now is as good a time as any to give you my mother’s stats, since this story is mostly about her: Mom is one-half Colombian and one-half Irish. An interesting combination which has given her the characteristic Latina curves but with pretty hazel eyes and pouty red lips made for sucking. At the mature age of 48, mom still manages to turn heads and elicit an occasional groan from a few men who catch a glimpse of her on the street or in the mall. But the real reason for all this attention has nothing to do with the aforementioned; what these guys are groaning about, and this includes myself, is her fat, juicy ass. I’m pretty sure it has nothing to do with her b-cups breasts. Take my word for it.

My mom’s ass has made me blow countless loads of cum in the past. In fact, I could’ve kept a small fertility clinic in business with the amount of seed I’ve thrown away. Her ass isn’t what I’d call toned like the kind you’re used to seeing in fitness magazines. And I can’t say it’s an even mixture of muscle and fat. No, mom’s ass is the type that’s soft all over yet very round while maintaining its pleasing heart-shape. 

I’m pretty sure the only reason why my dad married mom in the first place was because of her cock-stiffening ass. I suspect that mom knew this, but she claims dad’s charm and the fact that he’s a successful CPA won her over. Well, she didn’t mention the CPA part. I threw that in but I’m sure it played a role in their getting together and eventually marrying each other. Mom works as a head-nurse at one of the private hospitals in town. She makes a pretty decent salary that she gets to spend all on herself since dad makes more than enough to keep us comfortable. 

I began housesitting duty the very next day after my uncle’s visit. I wasn’t even there three hours before I became bored. It was after 8:00pm. I had already eaten and fed Magic, his brown doberman pinscher. Nothing interesting was on cable so I went through my uncle’s DVD rack to see if there was anything new. His collection consisted mostly of horror and sci-fi flicks, which was fine by me because I loved both genres.

Nothing struck me and I was about to call it a night until I happened upon on a DVD that was further back from the rest and away from the light. I didn't notice it the first time around because the case was completely black without any artwork around it. More out of curiosity than anything else, I took a look at it. My uncle had written “A & M—Anal”  on the cover. Nice! It’s about freakin' time uncle Angelo added some porn to his collection. I was beginning to worry about him. I put the disc into the DVD player and sat on the couch, hoping the movie was going to be one of those high-quality gonzo films.

When the screen came on, it showed a bedroom. The camera was pointing toward a bed. I could tell this was an amateur effort seeing how crappy the video quality was. Someone was adjusting the camera’s zoom feature, getting a close-up of the bed. After a few more refinements, a man with a hairy ass walks in from the left and lies back on the bed. Holy shit! It’s uncle Angelo! I would never have pegged him for the type of guy who’d makes his own fuck film. Way to go uncle Angelo! 

He began by stroking his cock while looking at something off screen. I estimated his cock-size to be around 7-inches in length; I had him beat by two inches but he definitely won in the girth department. Now I know which part of the family I inherited my size from.

Just then, a woman began to speak and her voice grew louder as she got closer to the bed. The sound of her voice was very familiar but I couldn't place it because the camera's mic didn't do such a good job picking up sound. The woman, whoever she was, began explaining to my uncle how she has to limit their fuck sessions to twice a month because her husband may become suspicious. At that moment, this sexy lady walks in wearing nothing but a bracelet around her waist; she climbs on the bed and—what the fuck! Mom! Mom! Mom and uncle Rob! Before I could get over my initial shock, they locked mouths and passionately kissed. Their tongues shot out and playfully wrestled before sliding into the other's mouth for some hardcore frenching. Uncle Angelo's hands roamed over mom's body gently massaging her pliable tits while fondling the round globes of her ass. By now, my dick was at attention, throbbing with desire for her maternal flesh.

Her tits were nice and perky with long pink nipples made for sucking, which is exactly what my uncle was doing at the moment. He ravaged her tit-flesh, taking long, greedy sucks on her rubbery paps. Mom moaned and closed her eyes enjoying her brother’s ministrations. He jumped from one tit to the other giving them equal attention with his mouth. When he had his fill of her perky breasts, he gently positioned my mother on her back. Uncle Angelo wasted no time moving in between her soft thighs and swiping his tongue over her dripping snatch. My mom clutched his head in response and ran her fingers through his hair while he slurped down her sweet nectar. “Oh baby. You’re the only one who knows how to eat me so good,” She murmured, with lust contorting her face.

He stopped after a few licks and replied, “I should be good at it. I’ve been taking care of this pussy since we began puberty.” Damn! Mom and uncle Angelo have been doing this for years! If my dad ever found out about their incestuous affair, he’d fuckin’ flip. And he’s a big dude so you don’t want to mess with him. Trust me. I know.

After some time had passed, my uncle brought mom to a screaming orgasm. She balled her fists and moved her head left and right as she rode out her climax. She shuddered as she gushed her fluid all over his mouth and chin. My uncle held on for dear life, never removing his tongue from her clit, until mom's hips violently shot up, dislodging him off her pussy before crashing down. While she caught her breath, uncle Angelo went back to sucking her tits again. He nibbled and licked those sweet nipples, making them stiffen even more than they already were. My mom pushed him off and gave him a wicked grin. She then got on her hands and knees and crawled between his legs. She looked back at the camera and said, “Is this how you want me?  So the camera can capture my big ass?” 

Mom arched her back for effect and began to erotically swing her luscious ass from side-to-side, showing two of the roundest cheeks I’ve ever seen in my life. Her beautiful crack and tight anus made my dick twitch and strain against my pants. Even though she’s gained a bit of weight over the years, that ass of hers can easily give girls half her age some serious competition. 

I was dizzy with lust and had to pick up the remote and pause the movie; I needed to burn the image of her round derriere into my brain. I never, ever wanted to forget the only ass which had fueled my fantasies for so many years. After five minutes had gone by and a puddle of drool had formed on the floor, I hit play. "Brother of mine, I'm going to suck all of that nasty cum from your balls," she whispered. She bent her head down and wrapped her lips around his cockhead and sucked really hard. Uncle Angelo groaned, while his eyes rolled up. I began breathing heavily as she slowly proceeded to take his entire cock down her throat. “Oh God, Maria. Take it all” he urged. 

He gripped mom by her hair and impatiently tugged her head down, making sure her lips reached the base of his shaft. Uncle Angelo prevented her from moving her head back up and held her in place until mom started to gag. He humped her mouth for a few strokes before he allowed her to pull back, leaving behind a trail of saliva that coated his thick shaft. She then started licking his pole from the base to the head as if it were a leaking popsicle. She swirled her tongue around the crown of his dick one way and then the other, making uncle Angelo flinch each time her tongue-tip connected with a particularly sensitive nerve. Mom went back to slobbering all over his rigid dick and sucking him down again. This elicited a whole series of moans and groans from my uncle. 

It was obvious that mom was no amateur when it came to sucking cock. She had my uncle writhing on his bed with her oral talents. The funny thing is you’d think he’d be able to hold out much longer, but in less than five minutes, he announced that he was going to cum and screamed while unloading his incestuous batter down my mother’s throat. Mom kept bobbing her head while swallowing every drop of his load. Once he was totally drained of his seed, they went back to frenching each other but not as passionately as they did before. They moaned and slobbered some more and did the whole tongue-wrestling thing before my uncle pulled away from mom and blurted, “Why won’t you let me fuck your pussy for a change, Maria?” She gave him a look. I knew that look because she gave it to me so many times before. It’s the don’t-push-it look. 

“Listen, I told you a long time ago when we first started messing around that my pussy was only going to be for my future husband. And I promised you back then that my ass would only be for you. Everyone’s happy so don’t ruin a good thing.” I can’t believe it. Mom denies one what the other gets and vice versa. 

They went back to kissing again and then the video cut to a scene where both of them were on their left side in the fetal position. Uncle Angelo had his swollen cock-head lined up with her pink anus. He pushed against her striated membrane. And like the asshole of a well-practiced whore, it easily accommodated the mushroom-shaped head of his pulsing erection, swallowing it inch-by-inch. His fat, veiny prick snaked right up to the hilt, completely filling her anal cavity. Surprisingly, she took it all without any complaints. 

Once she was sufficiently opened up for him, it was easy for uncle Angelo to thrust his long rod of flesh in and out of her lubed anus. He got a good rhythm going and began to passionately kiss my mother. Their tongues dueled and their saliva leaked down their chins. They each took turns sucking the other's tongue, moaning as their incestual fuck quickly took them over the edge. Uncle Angelo pulled his lips away and intently watched his hips smack against her cushiony ass; I think the sight got him even more excited because his breathing became labored.

"Maria, I'm . . . I'm going to cum. I can't hold it." With his eyes screwed shut, his entire body suddenly tensed up. The cords on his neck bulged and his voice cracked as he uttered a long yell: "Fuuuccckkkkkk!" My uncle gave one final thrust and held himself in place, making sure his cock was firmly embedded so he could unload his thick splooge into mom’s rectum. His cock repeatedly spasmed as his brotherly jism flooded mom's bowels. He firmly gripped her by her soft hips while riding wave after wave of his orgasm, spurting more of his cum into mom's guts.

Once his breath had returned to something close to normal, he reached over and began to rub mom's clit. That set her off and she wailed as a strong climax overtook her body. She cried out in ecstasy, clawing at the bedspread while riding out her orgasm until she, too, lay panting. "I love you so much," she whispered in contentment while trying to get her breath back. My uncle slowly slid out of her gripping asshole, leaving mom’s raw ring gaping with a mixture of semen and lube coating the outer edges of her puckered hole. I could clearly see some of her red passage coated with his white cum, glistening under the light from the ceiling. That's right about the time I moaned and flooded my boxers with warm semen. I didn't even get to touch my prick. When it was all over, I felt completely wiped out. Shit! I haven’t cum in my pants since I was a kid. 

I looked back at the screen and watched how they were tenderly kissing each other before my uncle got up to shut off the camera. The last scene I saw before the screen went blank was his white cum oozing out of mom’s yawing hole. What a sight. With the soft glow emanating from the screen, I sat there on the sofa thinking about what I had seen. A flood of emotions seeped into my mind. Part of me was jealous, but another part was really excited. On some level, it was hard to watch my own mom getting fucked by someone other than myself. However, on another level, it was so hot watching mom getting fucked by her own brother. It was a level of depravity that made all the difference. 

I picked up the remote and went back to the spot where she first got penetrated by my uncle’s dick. I pulled my pants and briefs down and hit play. I began to jerk off, timing my cum with his. Both our moans filled the room. I had cum a total of three times, all in the span of two hours. They were the most intense climaxes I’ve ever experienced. I would’ve attempted a fourth one but my dick was starting to get raw. Besides, it was late and I was getting very sleepy. I made a stop at the bathroom to take a much needed piss before heading to bed. 

The next morning, after Magic had been walked and fed, I drove home to copy the DVD to my hard drive. My parents had already left for work which made my job easier for me. For the rest of the day, images of mom’s succulent cheeks kept intruding into my thoughts, giving me more erections than I cared for. It was hard getting anything done when the only thing I wanted to do was masturbate over and over again. It must feel so good sliding into her shitter like uncle Angelo did. I could only imagine—wait! I don’t have to imagine. Why didn’t I think of this sooner? I’ve read so many erotic stories using the tried and true theme of blackmail that I can’t believe I didn’t think of it before.

What the fuck am I thinking here? A story is one thing, but real life, that’s an entirely different ball game. I don’t know if I’d have the strength to actually approach her and say, “From now on I’m going to fuck your ass any time I want or else dad will get a copy of the DVD.” Think about it. Can any one of you reading this story walk right up to your own mother and flat out blackmail her on the spot? Can you live with the disappointment in her eyes once the words have left your mouth? Would she still love you after it’s all said and done? To be honest, lust was winning the battle but I still had enough sense to wait a few days before reaching a decision. In the meantime, the DVD would suffice.

For the remainder of my stay at my uncle’s house, all I did was watch the movie which was a big mistake. Repeatedly watching her asshole stretch time after time only fueled my lust to even higher levels. I decided, with more than a few reservations and with more than a few knots in my stomach, to approach mom Saturday afternoon when I knew my dad would be at work. Yeah, he’s one of those dads who loves his job more than his family. When Saturday finally rolled around, with not a drop of saliva left in my mouth, and a heart ready to explode, I called out to my mom.

She came walking in from the den: “What is it, honey?”

“Well . . . I  . . . er  . . . need you to watch something. It’ll only take a sec.” I put the disc into the DVD player and let out the breath I’d been holding. I looked back and mom was sitting on the couch waiting. 

“What are you going to show me?”

“You’ll see.” The now familiar screen of uncle Angelo’s bedroom appeared. Mom’s voice could be heard. I don’t think it registered for her until uncle Angelo got on the bed with his stiff cock pointing to the ceiling. Then when she stepped into the camera’s view, she knew for sure because when I glanced at mom, her face had turned Gothic pale. I mean all the blood had completely drained from her face.

Her eyes were wide with shock. She didn’t move or say a word for a while until she finally snapped out of her daze and said, “Where did you get this?”

“I found it last week at uncle Angelo’s place when I was house-sitting.” Mom looked at me for a moment before she covered her face and sobbed into her hands. She kept repeatedly saying “Oh my God!” to herself and then a few “What have I done?” as well.

I felt like shit but when I turned to the TV screen and saw uncle Angelo’s dick sawing in and out of mom’s ass, I gained the needed confidence to make my play. “M—Mom. You have to listen to me now.” She was still sobbing. “Mom!” I yelled. She jerked her head up and I saw how her pretty hazel eyes were totally blood shot. “I haven’t shown this to dad. And I won’t if you do one thing for me.” She stared blankly with a faraway look in her eyes and then comprehension began to set in.

“Let me guess. This is the part where I get blackmailed. Right? By my own son no less.” She put her head down and stared at the floor, then asked “Okay, how much money do you want?” Mothers always assume that money is what motivates their sons to blackmail them. They never look at the possibility that they could be considered sex objects. Typical mom thinking if you ask me.

“Mom, I don’t want your money,” I explained, with my heart beating rapidly because there was a big struggle going on in my head. I mustered up some courage and pointed my finger at the TV and said, “I want that”. Mom looked at the screen. At first, her face was a mask of confusion. All she saw was my uncle fucking her ass. But then she gasped and covered her mouth in shock. 

“Devin! You must be joking. How could you ask such a thing? You want me to commit incest?” She asked stunned, unsure if the words from my mouth were the ones I had actually spoken.

“Then what the hell is that?” I replied jerking my head to the screen. 

“Would you please shut that off already!” Mom’s gaping hole filled the TV before I shut off the player.

“Mom, you’ve already committed incest with your own brother.” She went back to mumbling a bunch of “oh my gods” before she was able to articulate her response.

“Devin, are you sick or something? I’m your mother! And why on earth would you want an old woman like me anyway?” Was she kidding? I’d better set her straight right here and now.

“Mom, you are so far from old. Ever since I reached puberty, I’ve done nothing but masturbate to that heavenly ass of yours. I don’t have to tell you how sexy and desirable you are to many of the men in this town, this includes every friend I’ve ever bought to this house. Your ass is the talk of the town because it’s that damn good. Just because I’m your son doesn’t mean I can’t lust after your amazing derriere. Do you have any idea what it’s like living in a house with a woman who possesses the best ass for miles around?”

Mom’s face got even whiter if you can believe that. I went on because I had to get this off my chest: “Do you know how much cum I’ve shot into my socks because of you. You’re my dream girl, mom. My fantasy fuck. You have like this Brazilian type ass that drives me wild. Now that I have a shot, I’m going to hold on to it like a shark.” Mom stared at me like I had two heads. She was about to say something but instead got up and went to her room and locked herself in. I figured it’d give her the time to digest my words. That’s what she needed. A little more time. 

I decided to go out for a walk. When I got home, mom was getting dinner ready. When she saw me, she stood there as if she wanted to say something but then thought better of it. I decided to skip dinner since I didn’t want to make her any more uncomfortable than she already was. Later on that night, when my father went to bed, mom knocked on my door and walked in. “We have to talk.” she said as she quietly closed the door behind her. 

“Okay, give me a sec.” I saved the document I had been working on and shut down the computer. I the gave her my full attention.

“What you did today no son should ever do to his own mother. It’s immoral and not the way your father and I raised you. And those things you said to me . . . well, I still can’t believe it, but I know it’s true because here we are.” She leaned against the door and sighed. “Listen, I don’t want to lose your father and my special relationship with your uncle, which is not something I’m prepared to explain to you right now.” I could see she was building up to her point but it was very difficult for her to do under the circumstances.

“I will give you what you want but it has to be on my terms.” I was ready to make a protest, but she held up her hand to silence me. “If you don’t agree and I’m forced to do it your way, then God help me I will never speak to you again.”

See what I mean about those consequences I mentioned earlier. “Okay mom, what are your terms?”

“First, I have to be realistic. You’re a man and once will never be enough for you. So, I’ve come up with an arrangement that I think is fair. We are going to have—oh God I can’t even bring myself to say it.” She took in a breath and continued. “You and I are going to do this . . . this thing thirteen times. I reached that number based on the age you reached puberty and the number of years you’ve been fantasizing about my bottom. That should be compensation enough for all I’ve, as you claim, put you through.”
 
I was thinking something more long-term but what the hell. “You can have my ass as many times as you want each day provided your father isn’t around or only once a day until you’re done. That’s up to you. You work out the schedule. But once we’re done, you agree to leave this house for good. You are no longer welcomed and it’s high time you got off your lazy butt and found another job and an apartment of your own.”

Wow! I didn’t see that coming. Now I was the one who was shocked. My brain began processing the options she gave me. At this point, even if I withdrew my blackmail, our relationship is passed the point of being saved. If I force her for more than her stated terms, she’d grow to hate me and I didn’t want that. So, the only worthwhile option to pursue was to agree to her terms. 

“And one more thing, your uncle Angelo and I will continue what we have. You wouldn’t understand it but he needs me and it’s something we’ve been doing since before I met your father and certainly before you were even born. That’s not going to change.” I gave her a nod. “Son, you will never know how disappointed I am with you. In time, I’ll forgive you because you’re my baby, but it’ll take many years I’m afraid.” Those words were hard to hear and I almost dropped it all right then and there. Almost I said.

“What have you decided?”

I decided to relent. That was the best course of action. The main goal, after all, was to stretch that sphincter of hers. So why not go along with her terms. This was truly a once in a lifetime opportunity. “Okay, we’ll do it your way.” She nodded and turned around and walked to the door. Before she opened it, she said, “I’m going to call in sick tomorrow. We will go as many times as you can before your dad gets home.” Then she left. It was such an abrupt departure I had to wonder if she was here or did I just imagine it. I wish I didn’t have to resort to blackmail but under the circumstances, it’s was the only way I was ever going to feel that tight sphincter wrap itself around my shaft. A part of me wishes I had never laid eyes on my uncle’s video. But the damage had been done so now it was time to move forward.

Around 9:30am, I got up, showered, and went down to eat breakfast. I heard mom’s bedroom door open and the bathroom one close. The shower ran and stopped by the time I had finished my cereal. I made my way up the stairs when my mom yelled out that I should shower and meet her in her bedroom. Well, I must’ve broken the Flash’s record in speed the way I cleaned up. With boxers on, I padded across the hall to mom’s room. I had my digital camera that I had hidden under a towel. I knocked on her door and she let me in. Her naked beauty stunned me. My eyes traveled all along her body from her wide baby-making hips to her round, bubbly ass. My dick came to attention the second I spied the tub of Vaseline on her nightstand. The lid was off already and I could see some of it had been used.

“Okay, Devin; let’s get this over with.” She climbed onto the bed and crawled to the center. I drooled as the humps of her cheeks rose and fell as she knee-walked and assumed the position. My eyes instantly zeroed in on her perfectly-formed anus. It was shiny with lube just waiting for my dick to slide in. My body began to shake in anticipation. I quickly pulled my boxers down and got on the bed behind her. My cock felt and looked like granite the way it was defying gravity. Never in my life had I seen it so hard. It got closer to my navel as it stiffened even more. The head was leaking copious amounts of precum, which I rubbed around the crown. I had my cell in my hand and snapped a picture to prove how fuckin' hot her ass looked. 

Right before we fucked for the first time

I decided at the last second not to go on my knees because I wanted the camera I had set up on the dresser, without her knowledge of course, to get a clear shot of my cock penetrating her ass. I’ve often seen male porn stars squat right above a woman’s ass like a football player doing a three-point stance and then do the penetration. It looks better on film. With my throbbing erection in hand, I firmly pressed my spongy cock-head against her pink, defenseless ring. My fat crown dwarfed her entire shit-hole which made me wonder if it would even fit. Steadily pushing forward with my hips, I watched my mother's anus slowly sink into her body. There was only a moment of resistance before her puckered membrane began to dilate around the purple head of my angry dick. Each nerve ending within my glans registered the wonderful stimuli of pressure, temperature, and motion as millimeter after millimeter of dick-meat gradually wormed its way into the depths of her taut rectum. When the entire head was successfully inserted, I paused and gently maintained pressure for sixty seconds.

I once read that if a man keeps constant pressure against a woman's internal sphincter, which by the way is involuntarily controlled, it will eventually tire and relax. Normally, I wouldn't even go through the motions of being this gentle with my mom, since she's obviously been doing anal for quite some time now. However, based on her body language, which I've come to interpret pretty well seeing how I'm her son, I knew the stress of being forced to have anal sex with me had made her unusually tense.

While the seconds ticked away, I moaned and uttered every sound a man makes when his prick is lodged within a woman’s constricting asshole. When I felt enough time had passed, I clenched my cheeks for additional strength and then slid in right to the hilt without so much as a peep from my mom. I watched in amazement how my hard cock was sandwiched between my mother's plump, doughy cheeks. The view alone almost made me cum. 

I’m proud to say my dick stretched her out to the point where the striations of her sweet pucker flattened out, forming a bright, pink disc, which expertly massaged my aching prick. I took my hands off her lower back and placed them on either side of her head. When I felt my position was solid, I began with a few tentative thrusts to find a suitable rhythm. When I found it, I began to lengthen my strokes, pushing all the way in to the base and then sliding all the way out to the head, dragging the rim of her gripping anus in the process. The temperature of my foreskin rapidly increased from the constant friction that occurred between her searing ring and my throbbing shaft.

My thrusts became more brutal as I got more into it. Mom’s ass and thighs rippled under the onslaught of my thrusts; her feminine fat served as natural shock absorbers, protecting her fleshy, curvaceous rear. The really nice thing about mom's ass was the incredible control she had over her rectal muscles. When I'd push in, she'd relax her ring. And when I'd pull out, she'd contract it, using the smooth, moist lining of her walls to massage the sides of my dick for the sole purpose of draining my balls.

All my boyhood frustrations of not being allowed to mate with my mother because society deemed it unnatural, against God, or just plain wrong, came back during that fuck. Years of bottled up incestual energy poured out of my being. I was driven by an innate desire to mate with my mom. A desire most boys and men try to suppress throughout their lives. 

I kept on fucking and ravaging her heart-shaped ass until the twitch in my balls signaled that I was going to be experiencing the mother of all orgasms. I could feel the blood pulsing in my ears as my chest tightened, forcing me to pant. My knees began to tremble and my arms began to shake. All the muscles in my body spasmodically contracted until I became as rigid as a board. I shut my eyes and screamed, feeling my gut wrench from the powerful contractions needed to expel rope after rope of my creamy seed into the depths of her bowels. For a moment there, I lost my footing, but mom managed to hold me up as I squirted more and more of my load deep into her ass. Her strong rectal muscles kept on milking my shaft as my vision blurred; I had to struggle not to faint because the intensity of my climax was like nothing I'd ever felt before. 

When I eventually regained my footing and took in a few deep breaths, I immediately went back to hammering her ass since I was still so hard. I figured if I kept going, I could get a second cum out of it. This sort of thing tends to happen to me when I don’t jerk off for a week. I can usually pop again within 60 seconds if my mental fantasy or the video I happen to be watching is particularly erotic. Sure enough, I felt another load make its way through my urethra only to blast out into mom’s colon. The second climax was only half as strong as the first, but it was no less pleasurable. That’s around the time my camera stopped recording our incestuous fuck. When I pulled out my softening member, my attention was completely focused on the canyon I left behind. I could actually see clumps of white cum sticking to her rectal walls as they oozed down into the depths of her bowels. It was hot to say the least and way better than what the porn movies show. 

I used my hands to stretch her anus even wider and held it open as long as possible. Her pink hole was so pretty and sexy I couldn’t wait to have her again. I moved my head down and took a lick of her gaping shit-hole. I was pleasantly surprised by the taste; that's something I could really get used to. I then planted butterfly kisses all over her soft, silky cheeks, showing my mom that I still had a tender side. When I was done, I told my mom that would be enough for the day and then took off to take a quick shower. After I was done cleaning up, I went to take a nap and slept like a baby. Mom had drained me dry of both my cum and my lust. 

The next day, I awoke with a raging hardon. With my digital camera in hand and my erection leading the way, I went in search of my mother. Before dad got home that evening, I managed to fuck mom's ass three times. She never had so much cum leaking out of her gaping anus. She was forced to use an enema to wash out the remainder of my sticky splooge. As for me, my foreskin never felt as tender as it did that day.

The End