Capítulo 1035: LITTLE BIT OF HELP FROM A FRIEND
'Hey! Get up, Sleepy Head! Ronnie! Cover your self up! You knew I was up and about! Oh my God!'
Mum stormed out of my room and I lay back and giggled and nearly lost my hard-on. I had tears in my eyes and I absently wiped them dry with her knickers. Grasping the naughty fellow back in my hand again I picked up the nude pictures of Mum I had found under the lining paper in her lingerie drawer. Poor dear, had been very lonely after my Dad popped his clogs eighteen months ago. He was only a few days off forty to. In fact he was by the time he was placed into that little urn thing. He now provides minerals in his beloved potato patch at the end of our garden.
The death certificate said Coronary Thrombosis with complications. My diagnosis was too much shagging. Him and Mama were like rabbits. He was the buck and he treated Mama like a warren, not one passage left unexplored. Now the poor lady had been Buck-less for five hundred and twenty-one nights counting tonight. I had one very frustrated Mama on my hands. This mornings little play had been for her benefit, not mine. I was trying in my uncouth way to tell her that I possess a rabbit not unlike my Fathers, that she could skin back, if she so wished. Five of my old girlfriends could vouch for my Rabbits willingness and expertise at passage exploration. Like my Father I was willing to give up my miserable life for the course.
The breakfast table was a load of laughs, we sent each other to Coventry, for those that find that saying new, it simple means nothing was said to each other. I did notice she had combed her hair and had added a touch of war paint which consisted of foundation and lip gloss. To my knowledge we were not expecting visitors. I was just chewing laboriously on the last sausage when she said, 'Did you bring my knickers down for washing, Ronnie?' Don't know why she asked me that one because she knew she had me by my testicles. I never bring anything down. Anyway, they were her knickers not mine. I just use them to catch the wayward juices. Okay! I admit I have a little sniff to advance my erection properties to fever pitch.
'No, Mum. I forgot. I will run up and get them for you. They must have fell in to the dirty linen basket when you took them off last night. I thought I would bring them down for you. I placed them in the bed right next to me just in case I forgot to bring them down. I must be getting old, Mum. I did forget.'
It was too early in the morning for her to see the funny side of things. She dropped a fork on the floor and we both went down for it at the same time. We bashed our heads together and she gave me a flash of her tits as she came back up. We looked at each other ruefully, not knowing if it was safe to laugh or cry as we joined together in a cranium rubbing competition. She was crying! I pushed my chair back with a terrifying screech as I rushed to her and threw both my arms around her.
'I am sorry Mum! I did not know you were going to pick it up too! Do you want a drink of water? A hanky for your nose? Or a pack of frozen peas for you head?'
'Get off you daft thing! I am not upset over that, Ronnie. You know I why I am upset. You deliberately set me up to see you doing that this morning, didn't you?'
'I was only trying to help, Mum. I have watched you getting more and more frustrated since Dad fitted wings to his feet. You and he used to be at it all the time! Now you are not getting any. I try to encourage you to get dressed into your hunting clobber and go out on the town. You won't. Dad isn't coming back, Mum. Dad is dead! He certainly would not like to see you like this.'
'So, your display this morning, what did you hope it would do for me?'
'I was just trying to tell you, that I could take his place in your bed. I have all the credentials. I think I'm a bit bigger than he was. There is no need for either of us to go without. I listened in to you two often enough. I reckon I could fill in for him nicely, which ever way you want to present yourself to me, Mum!'
'Ronnie, I can't believe you are talking to me in this way. I admit I do not sleep well and some times, like you I have to masturbate myself to sleep, otherwise I don't. I can also appreciate your concern for me. What I can't condone is that you think I would want you in my knickers.............Don't do that!
I had sneaked my hand down and cupped her right tit while I was cuddling her. She slapped my hand away. She hit it that hard it landed into her groin against her pussy. I kissed her on her lips and caressed her mound of delight. Her knickers were wet down there, just as the ones were that I took to my bed last night. The ones I deeply sniffed and tasted in my watering mouth.
She opened her mouth to say, 'Ronnie! Please! No!..........' As her mouth opened I javelined my tongue in to confront hers. Her pussy was throbbing and her legs were opening and shaking. She put her hand down on mine then she pulled the crotch of her knickers to one side then she took hold of my stinky finger and guide it in. It was like opening the sluice gates! She was a copulaters dream come true! Gliding my finger up her was like entering the stairway to paradise!
She broke the kiss and whispered into my ear, 'Put your finger into your mouth, Ronnie, and taste me. Taste my cunt juices you have had me hot for you for weeks. I know you use my knickers to wank yourself off into them! I had to finger myself everytime I found them drenched in your spunk! I have been desperate for you to fuck me. I told your Dad that you would be listening to us fucking. He laughed and said it turned him on. He told me to talk louder so you could hear every word. Especially when he was fucking me in my ass. I admit, it turned me on too.'
'You miss his hard cock, don't you?'
'Yes! Oh yes! I use dildos, but it isn't the same. I need a man to drive his cock into me. I need you, Ronnie. I need you, my Son.'
'Did you listen to me fucking my girlfriends?'
'Of course I did! I was screaming at them if they were refusing anything you wanted to do to them. That Marion! I heard her telling you not to put it up her bum! You were trying and she kept saying no. I wanted to come into your room and hold her down for you. I carried on buying KY Jelly after your Dad died, because I knew you were using it. I still take the pill, never stopped it. Then there was Dawn. She was nice, she loved your cock up her ass. Why did you stop seeing her?'
'She got too clingy, Mum. She was after a wedding ring.'
'That's a shame, I fancied her too.'
'Didn't know you were a pussy licker, Mum! You do surprise me. I thought I knew all about you to.'
'An older woman seduced me when I was nineteen. I was trying to save for a holiday abroad and a friend of my Mums, her name was Shirley, she said if I came to her place and did her ironing once a week she would reward me handsomely for my labours. I had to iron lots of her personal lingerie, including umpteen pairs of her knickers and she used to stand over me telling me to pay more attention to the crotch of them. The smell from them was different to ironing the rest of her clothes. It was sexy somehow!'
Meanwhile, back here in our kitchen:
I was kneeling down between Mum's legs just gently caressing her pussy. It was so lovely, just doing that. That she was content to let me do it. I loved my Mum before. Now, I adored her!
'Keep talking, there is more, isn't there. You said she seduced you!'
Her hand moved to her breast inside her gown and she cupped her right one and pinched the nipple, rubbing it - Then she continued, 'Shirley, moved close up behind me which made me nervous and her hands cupped my breasts and rubbed my nipples like you see me doing just now.' - Just thinking of it turns me on. Be careful down, there I'm about ready to cum, Darling - 'Then Shirley, kissed the back of my neck and started to lick my ear lobe. That made my pussy hot and wet, as it is now.' - That's lovely Ronnie! - 'I felt Shirley's tits against my back, even more so, her hard nipples. I leaned back against her and waggled my bum against her loins. She moaned and whispered, "I want you, Cathy! I want to taste you!" Her hands moved down my body over my stomach and cupped my vagina.... She whispered in my ear, urgently! "I Can feel your heat, Cathy. You are wet! You want me to lick your cunt! Don't you?" She dragged me to the floor and I switched off the iron and allowed her to burrow under my skirt. She pulled my knickers off and started to lick me as if she was starving and that she could get nourishment from my pussy. She put a finger in my pussy and then pressed it into my bum! That was really embarrassing, Ronnie! It was so dirty, and yet, so nice. It made my clitty throb and I had my very first cum!'
'And you went there every week?'
'Yes, very naughty of me, wasn't it? Shirley hated ironing.'
'Can I see you naked, Mum? I have seen your tits, but I have never seen you completely naked.'
'When did you see my tits?'
'I guess the first time was when you were breast feeding me, they were so soft, I loved it when you guided your nipple into my mouth. Then the next time was when we were all down at the beach, the time when daddy ripped your bra off when Daddy was wrestling with you. He ran off up the beach and you chased him and then you both fell down and you kept on wrestling with each other. I thought it was naughty of you to leave me where I could not see you properly. I hated that wheelchair and the way you strapped me into it. I think you were trying to push him off because he was going up and down on top of you. He must have been hurting you because you were moaning such a lot.'
'I never know when you are joking and when you are not, Ronnie. If you had waited for the answer to your question, I have been waiting to say yes, you can see me naked. I suggest we go back to bed, you, to my bed, with me, so that we can both be naked, together.'
'You mean you want to do it with me?'
'Yes, Darling Ronnie! Son of my loins, lets go to bed and fuck each other.'
At the top of the landing she paired off and went into the loo. Over her shoulder she said, 'Get in there and get naked and into bed, I will be with you in a minute. Don't you dare start without me. I will bite your cock off if you do!'
'I have always wanted to watch you have a pee! I have listened to you peeing for years, Mum. You seem to pee so powerfully, how do you do it?'
She laughed and held the door for me to go into the loo with her. She shrugged out of her robe and hung it up on the peg behind the door. Then she pulled off the straps of her nightdress and let it fall to the floor. My cock sprang up and tented my boxers. She was naked! My Mum was naked! She smiled and tweaked my cock then turned around so I could see her beautiful ass, and I gasped for air. Then she turned again and pulled up the loo lid and backed over it, legs astride the pan and instantly, no nerves at all, let go a stream of pee straight from her pussy split! I was gob smacked! I quickly squatted down on my haunches and looked up at her pussy while she obligingly used her fingers to open her lips wide for me to see her cunt more clearly. I was fascinated, enthralled! How many men have seen a sight like that? Or allowed to see a sight like that? I was seeing my own Mum doing it for me. Eat your heart out, Guys!
She took some toilet paper off the roll and gave it to me, 'Wipe my pussy for me, Darling.'
I walked on my knees right up to her and was awarded by the strong smell of her urine and her pussy. I took the paper and gingerly wiped her whole crack from her asshole to her clit. My tongue was hanging out and I was holding it out with my teeth gripping it. Saliva dripping down my chin. My balls were aching with the strain. The paper in my hand was now wet, I was going to drop it into the loo, but she told me to put it into my mouth and eat it. I did, I munched it deliberately knowing it would turn her on. I took some dry paper and looked up into her brown eyes as I tenderly wiped her completely dry.
'That was lovely darling.' She put the seat back down and sat right back onto it and opened her legs wide leaving an apex shaped gap into the loo.
'Now you, Ronnie. Pee between my legs.'
'Oh Ma! I can't do that! I cant pee in a urinal even if other men are about! I'm too shy!'
'We are not doing or going anywhere else until you do. Ronnie, have a pee, now!'
As it so happens I hadn't been since I got up and was needing. I stood there like a spare prick at a wedding, in front of my naked mother staring down at her cunt and the other wee hole she had left for me to pee through. I bet all you women are laughing at my pre-dick-a-ment, now, ain't you?
She took it in her hand to hold it for me, and I watched it harden even more. The strain in my balls increased two fold.
'God, Mum! You mustn't touch it! I was just starting to pee then, now I am back to having to try all over again! Can't we go and have a fuck first and then do this?'
'No we cannot, Ronnie! Pee! I think you must have at least eight inches here, Son. It's impressive.'
Then she looked away and started to whistle, the theme of, "There will always be an England, an England proud and free." Then she sang the next line, "Then, there always be a Son of mine who can't even pee."
Even in serious times my Mum found it in her to be funny, like the time we spread Dad's ashes. She said we had better lock the vacuum cleaner away, Ronnie. You know how your Dad was a stickler for cleanliness.
I finally let go and some went on the tiled floor then onto her belly as I tried to adjust my aim.
'Don't dribble, Dear!'
It was hundred percent concentration, it was excruciating peeing through a hard cock. I trained it on the pink crinkly puckered flesh of her labia and onto her enlarged clitoris. She reached down with her fingers to open herself up for me. I was peeing for ages, in a strong gush and all the time my cock seemed to be getting longer and harder. It was such a horny sight to see my naked Mum sitting there, legs agape, letting me pee on her pussy. I had to close right up to her as it tapered off to a dribble, it ran down her tits, belly over her pussy into the pan. Then she lifted my prick without shaking it and popped it into her mouth. She gripped my buttocks, a finger finding my anal button, which made me moan passionately.
'Oh! Mum! I love you! This feels so good!'
'You like my finger up your ass?'
'Oh! Yes!'
'Has anyone else done this to you, Ronnie?'
'I can't talk about that!'
'No secrets, Darling. Was it a man?'
'It happened after the Prom do after I completed at College. There was queues for the loos and I was desperate so I went to the Masters loo. One of the Masters was in at the urinal. He was standing spraying is pee from side to side when I walked in. He turned still pissing and splashed my shoes. I stood and let go, I was that desperate. The Master stood next to me pulling at his rapidly hardening and lengthening cock. It was bigger than mine.'
'Did it excite you, seeing his hard cock, Ronnie?'
'Scared the shit out of me because he stood in the doorway and would not let me out, then he waved the key at me because he had locked the door. He said he had always wanted to fuck a new graduate. He told me to strip. I said no and he came over and punched me on my nose, making it bleed. I stripped. I think I told you I walked into a loo door for that one.'
'Yes, you did, Ronnie. Go on! Did he do it to you?'
'He dropped his trousers and made me suck his cock. While I was doing that he was leaning over me and fingering my bum. He got a tube of some kind of lube out of his jacket pocket and he used it to lube my ass, then he pushed me into a cubicle and made me bend over the loo. He forced his cock into me and held his hand over my mouth to stop me shouting out. It hurt, as you know it does. He just kept on pulling it out and forcing it back up me. The pain receded and I did get some pleasure through all the discomfort.'
'You have kept that a secret all this time? You were hardly eighteen then, poor thing!''
'Yes, you are the first I have told about it'.'
'Have you had fantasies about other men doing it to you?'
'I do now and again, but not often. I have used your dildos inside me. I hate doing it to myself, but I can't help it. You have a strap-on in your bedside drawer, who do you fuck with that?'
'Just the odd girlfriend now and then, but your Dad bought it for me to fuck him with it, Ronnie. He loved me to do it to him.'
'Was Dad fucked by a man?'
'Yes, I saw him getting it a couple of times. He talked me into going out swinging with other couples. The woman was usually bi, but some of the guys were bi too and it usually ended up with your dad bending over for the guy while us women watched. It was exciting, we cheered them on!'
'When was the first time you got a prick stuck up your arse, Mum?'
'It was your, Dad, on our second date. He fucked my pussy then turned me over and did my bum. As you say, it hurt! I was scared too. We were in a forest at the time. There were people all over the place. I was sure there was someone watching us. Your Dad told me to make as much noise as I wanted. I gagged myself and didn't make a muff.'
'What did you gag yourself with?'
'My knickers! It was the only thing to hand! Your cock just jerked when I said that. You have a thing for ladies knickers, haven't you, Darling?'
'One of my girlfriends, Maisy. She was dead kinky. Loved to be tied up when I fucked her. She loved me to gag her with her knickers. She used to gag me with them when I let her get her own back on me. I can't leave your knickers alone when I see them laying around or in the linen basket.'
'I have noticed, Ronnie. I have known for a long time. I often tried to suck your spunk back out of them.'
'Gosh, Mom! You are as kinky as, Maisy!'
'Maybe kinkier, Sweetheart. I will expect you to have your wicked way with me, do to me what you like, as long as you bend over backwards to please my every whim and desire!'
'Will we go out together, swinging, With other couples? '
'If that is what you want, Ronnie. I would love to see a guy fuck you.'
'I think I want that too, Mum!'
'We don't have to go out looking I think I know a nice guy who will accommodate you, he knows how to keep his mouth shut. I think you would like him.'
'Is it that guy, Harry, who used to come here when Dad was alive?'
'Yes! That's right! How did you guess?'
'Didn't have to guess. I listened at your door and heard Dad moaning and you urging Harry on to fuck Dad.'
'Oh my God! We haven't been very good parents to you, have we, Ronnie? Harry fancies you, he has told me so. He was always saying that you would bend over for him without too much pressure. I kept warning him off.'
'When did you see him last? Since Dad died?'
'You won't be cross if I tell you? He has been over here a lot at my invitation. You know what a slut I am, Son. Like you, I cannot help myself.'
'Why don't you invite him over now? The day is still young!'
'Are you sure? Harry is hung like a donkey! A thick nine inches, are you alright with that?'
'I have been holding off doing it with you on my own, Mum because of the incest thing. If Harry his here with us, then it won't feel so bad being one of your lovers. Once the ice is broken with us then I won't have a problem. Have you had two guys do it to you at the same time?'
'Gosh, yes! Your Dad and Harry were always doing it to me. In fact Harry suggested that you and he could do me that way, the last time he was here. I just thought he was trying to get me to help him get his cock into you. I used to love it that way. It is the ultimate fuck, darling!.''Call him, now! Mum, please. I think we both want him here with us.'
She got off the loo and went down stairs and I laughed, because there was an imprint of the loo seat on her ass cheeks. It kind of framed her cunt and asshole. I got up and went to the bathroom and started to use the douche my Mum used to wash out her ass and pussy. I had heard her using it often enough and I liked using it when there was no one around. If I was going to be fucked, then this time I wanted to be ready. It feels so nice to have the water sluicing my bowels.
She came up stairs and told me that he would be around in a while. She got into the shower and I joined her. I took her in my arms and we snogged for a while, keeping each other on the boil. I was so horny! This had been a hot - red letter day so far and it was still young. For the first time since the Master had fucked me in the College loo I was admitting to myself finally that I had wanted what he did to me. At the time, I had been in two minds to split on him, now I was glad that I didn't. Now I know why I didn't. Like my Mum, I am a slut! Mum and I had the usual, its not too late to duck out conversation. I replied, 'Quack! Quack! Mum! We are in this together.'
We were sitting down stairs in the lounge with a bottle of wine when Harry turned up. His eyes and his cock popped out when he lamped us in the all together. When he knocked, we had both shouted come in. It could have been the cops!
I expect you have all been waiting for the nitty-gritty? Well you can open your fly's and pull down your knickers and come and join the party.
Harry is a big jovial, always happy guy and when Mum pulled down his shorts within second of him coming through the door, I knew the reason why. When cocks were issued in his family he was both first and last. My hole quaked into frantic spasm mode at the sight of it. Suddenly I was jealous of Mum for hiding him from me. For the first time in my life I wished I had tits and a pussy as deep as his cock! Woman have got it made, haven't they? They can bend over and take cock any way they like and nowt is said.
She dropped to her knees to pay homage, Harry winked at me, put his hand on top of my head and pressured me down to my knees to aid and abet her. She moved to one side while I licked the other side of his shaft then he turned and pushed me round behind him with a sweep of his hand.
'Lick my ass lad. My cock is woman's work! '
I looked at his ass, starting to regret the rash things I do in life, When my Mum's fingers snaked around and clutched Harry's ass cheeks and spread them wide and then his big hand came round and pressed my mouth to his asshole. How can a chap say no? I had an experimental lap, then another, the hand was still urging. My Mum was still stretching his hole open. God! He didn't want me to put my tongue in there, did he? Strangely my villainous mouth was traitorously watering like a fountain as if this was what I was born to do. A slap on the back of my head made me stick out my tongue and as soon as I speared it into his hole, he held my head and waggled his evil bum. I heard my mum slurping on his cock and Harry was having a cracking time. Its an acquired taste, isn't it? Who was that who said, yes? Well, at least I am not on my own. In for a penny..... I got stuck in and sucked and licked as if my life depended on me making Harry happy.
'What do you want me to do, Jackie? Fuck you, fuck your Son or we both fuck you?'
'Ronnie, what do you want? You wanted Harry in on the Party? It's your call, Sweetheart.'
'Suddenly, Mom, I want to run for my life! Something I have spent my entire life doing. You two are more experienced at this thing than me. Please guide me. Don't let me be a coward in this. If there is a light to be seen because of what we are doing, share that light with me.'
'Then we must make love together. Lay across the bed and dangle your feet to the floor.'
I did as she told me and she came over me and wanked my cock back to full erection then she wet the head of my cock in her mouth and straddled me and quickly captured my cock in her pussy. I watched and felt the union and I closed my eyes and drank in the moment. My brain surfaced back where it always has been, in my cock. I never see a girl with a pretty ass without wanting to fuck her. Now the target was my Mum, or was she fucking me? I felt her hot groin settle into mine, her wetness settled down into mine. She moved over me and I felt her voluptuous tits press down and spread and become a part of my chest. her wet warm lips mashed down on my own and her tongue slithered into my open mouth. I gasped with the sheer pleasure of the moment. Our saliva mixed. Tongues became wriggly and eel-like. The reverie was disturbed when I felt Harry's bare legs against my own. His hairiness tickled me. I opened my legs and my Mum moaned into my mouth and jerked over me. Then what happened next was out of this world. I felt an alien thing moving against the shaft of my cock! It seemed to cling and climb along as if my cock had grown a joined-up twin. A man feels his balls moving in his scrotum which caused him to flex his anal muscles involuntarily as in a contraction. This was more prolonged, a delicious feeling! The thought that it is someone else's cock sharing, cohabiting the same woman, my Mother! Truly Alice-in-Wonderland stuff. She was taking Harry's huge cock inside her and my cock and she had not even whimpered, she must feel some discomfort! It made me feel very humble because he still had to put it up me! Could I be so brave? Could I take that big prick in me with out screaming like a banshee? The Master had anticipated my weaknesses and slapped his hand over my mouth.
My Mum started to lift off me and climb the monkey pole, I drew in a deep breath, I also felt Harry's cock withdrawing too. I flexed my ass and cock muscles and sighed deeply when Mum came back down and Harry ploughed back into her asshole. His cock rubbed against mine more brusquely. Mum rolled her tongue searchingly into my mouth and I sucked on it as hard as I could, drinking her saliva as well as my own. My tiny brain whispered, 'This is fucking!'
The wetness around my genitalia was increasing, I was imagining my balls needing a life-jacket. Mum was rising higher and higher on my cock so I was managing little counter-thrusts endeavouring to reach through and beyond her womb. The single eye in my cock-head was probably looking for the welcome home bunting. You may think I am making light of a passionate moment. I am sorry for that, it is only because I am embarrassed that I can not find the words to express what I was actually feeling at that moment. It takes a truly great author to explain the true feelings one gets during intercourse. I admit my short comings. Meanwhile, in Mum's backdoor, Harry was chasing climax, his rampant charger was going into a fucking-frenzy of high speed in-depth shafting. Mum dropped down on me and held still except for a shuddering ague which seemed to be engulfing her entire beautiful frame. I hugged her tightly into my arms, trying to share her little bit of utopia, using that word in its perfection tense. I was relieved in a way, because I have this morbid fear of shooting my spunk up the way in case all those little wriggly things wriggle their was back down my shaft back into my scrotum and impregnate me.
My feelings were scrambled. At that moment I loved my Mum as a woman, as a wife, as a lover, someone who belonged to me? As I said, my feelings were scrambled. She is still my Mum, now and forever even in death. Then came, 'Oooooh! Harry! I can feel you spurting inside me. Ooooh! Sweet Love, keep fucking me!' But Harry sagged, his weight on top of both us. I gasped my remaining life's air into my Mum's mouth. She took it that I still loved her and started to give me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Clearing my airway with her energetic tongue.
Thanking God for large mercies, Harry unravelled himself and went to the loo. I rolled Mum over until she was underneath me and raised my self off her until just the tip of my cock was hovering within. I did this to allow cooling air in between us. My arms were straight props supporting my torso and I looked down into her eyes and she smiled up at me, and said, 'I love you, Ronnie. Please make love to me.' It was my turn to shudder. I was trembling with sheer passion and gratitude that this fantastic woman was my Mum. Tears dripped unashamedly from my eyes onto her breasts. My heart was acting like a jack-hammer in my own breast. I closed in and my cock went in, I felt her pussy sucking me in, I felt the oozy walls clamping on my cock shaft and she moaned to ape the uttering from my own mouth.
'That's it, Darling! Fuck me.'
My movements were driven by a passion I had never felt with all my previous female conquests. I felt I had to satisfy this woman, even if it was the last thing I did in my life. At that moment there was no after life. There was no future at all. We fucked each other in a uncontrollable carnal debacle of lust. I felt her fingernails tearing the flesh off my back as she bucked up at me like a frenzied mule. My sperm came up from my toes gaining an ever building jet pressure as it moved up through my body to reach my love hose. It was painful when it ejaculated with gale force tenacity into the gestation centre of my origin. If I was reborn would I re-emerge as a man, a new man? If there are any boffins amongst my readers, then please enlighten me.
Mum, being Mum demanded in a Mum-like fashion that we stop for a tea-break. We sat cosily naked in front of a coal fire, saying nothing, just staring at the flames going up the chimney. I was thinking about Harry's intention of storming my anal canal. Would he call it off? Had his mighty phallus been sated? Was he now putting his bollocks into recuperation mode? Was there two different sperm banks, one for anal and one for vaginal? If there isn't. then there jolly-well should be. You don't make anyone preggers if you fuck them in the ass, therefore its a waste of good spunk. Those wriggly things again, what would they be wriggling into? Story of my life really..... I am always in the shit!
In all fairness to my readers, who for many reasons may need a break, I suggest another chapter to this story? If you really want to read about me getting it from Harry, then read the next chapter. I have a feeling in my water that Mum, Dear Mum, will not let me get off that lightly, her deviousness is manifold. I know, I have lived with her longer than you have.
JackI left my Mum sitting on Harry's knee. A picture of pure naked happiness. I could see her asshole, it was still dripping with his juices, then she moved forward and sat on his soft cock leaving a trail of juice snail-like on his leg.
The bathroom was still steamy where Harry must have had a shower. I sat on the loo and as usual my hand reached out for the douche hose. I hadn't been fucked yet, but it was habit that I washed my bum before and after sex with anyone. I had just fucked my Mum in a double penetration with Harry taking her ass and me up her pussy. My cock was wet with her juices. I sat on the loo mechanically taking care of my ablutions, trying to come to terms with what I had done. It seemed like years not hours. I was still trembling even though it was warm in the bathroom. My flesh was all goose-pimples.
I had woken up this morning in my normal state of mind, head fuzzy and empty. My eye focus was normal too, vacant. And yet, since then my whole world had looped the loop. I was the alligator, Sir! I started it, Your Honour! I teased my Mum with cock play. Oh! How her eyes widened when she saw my rock hard cock standing up like a well dressed soldier. Foreskin tightly back, at full attention! Any Sergeant Major would have been dead proud of him. I certainly was. I momentarily called a halt to the small arms drill I had been putting him through. He stood so firm, so upright when I took my hand away to give Mum a better view of him. The way she had accused me of setting her up too! As if I would! It had worked, My! oh! My! How it had worked! She fled my bedroom that quick I just looked up in time to see her delectable ass disappearing through the doorway. Now it seems, that delectable ass of my Mums was a certain conquest, top of the charts, as it were. As mine was top of Harry's chart. He was through the bedroom waiting for me. My Mum would be teasing him, getting his boilers stoked, as she was as keen as he is to get me fucked. I sat there dithering, thinking of the last time I was fucked in a loo. That fuck helped my Mum talk me into this one, that and her kinky need to see me getting it in my butt. I was sitting there trying to convince myself I wanted it too. God! How I wanted Harry's big hard prick rammed up my ass! I did, didn't I? All I had to do was to get up off this throne and walk bravely through that door, right? No bother, hey? Just bend over, Harry is my Uncle! Easy, you could do it, couldn't you? I bet you are sitting there, reading this and saying, why the fuck don't he get on with it? All you have to do is lube your bum and go out there instead of me, right?
Guess you are insisting ah?
My bums washed, I have pre lubed, here I go!
My legs were weak as I walked/wobbled through to the bedroom. I walked on what seemed like an arguement.
'You have that many girlfriends you do not know who I am!'
'For, Petes sake, Cathy ir was a slip of the tongue, Love, honest!'
'If we were married that slip of the tongue would have cost you fifty percent of all of you own and four and half inches of your cock, Harry!'
'What the hecks up with you two?'
'Ask your. Mom, not me!'
'You heard him! He called me Jackie, didn't he?'
'I have said I am sorry, Cathy. You want me to leave?'
'No not until you have done what I got you here for. You alright, Ronnie? Harry and I were worried about you, Son!'
'Yes, I'm okay. Sorry, I was just sitting on the loo contemplating. Don't ask me about what about. You know anyway. A guy don't get a cock the size of Harry's up his ass every day. If he splits me open I will sue both of you for rectal damages. Their answer to my remark was they both stood up and started to flap their imaginary wings and pranced around the bedroom clucking like a pair of stark naked chickens. Just the way all responsible adults act. I feigned despair and sat down on the bed with my head buried into the palms of my hands. They jumped on me, flattened me on the bed and started to kiss me and stroke my body all over. It was terrible! I gave the game away by giggling like a mountain brook. Mum fed me one of her succulent breasts and Harry was down between my legs, which he made more comfortable for me by considerately draping them over his broad shoulders. He was treating my cock like a lump of chewy meat. His fingers pulling on my balls as if they were a Friesian cows udders. Thank goodness it was a man sucking my cock! Men know what they are doing, don't they lads? I almost bit one of Mum's nipples off when Harry stuck an extra long digit up my ready greased anal cavity. That was uncalled for, I hadn't done nothing to him! I had never had another guy be so familiar to the things I had only previously held near and dear to myself. To have my size eight chopper in a guys mouth was truly an experience worth noting in my love-diary. My asshole was flexing around his invading finger, my Mum swapped her nipple for her long tonsil seeking tongue. I shuddered, if only nipples were that big and erectable! Perhaps something more than one of Adams ribs should have been used when woman was first made. If nothing else it would have made top-less beaches more exciting. Imagine a nipple flicking around your tongue, or two ladies nipple tussling. It would be enough to make babies refuse to grow up! Please Mummy don't take me off the breast yet, I am only twenty-one years old! What am I talking about, I am not twenty-one yet!
Things were getting serious. Harry was bearing gifts of globules of KY Jelly and depositing them finger load after finger load into now unsmiling asshole. My caring Mum had taken over the job of anointing Harry's cock, she did it so lovingly that it bought a tear to my eye. Would she kiss it good-bye as it entered me? Would she wish it bon-voyage? Would she apply two handed pressure to his ample ass-cheeks has he shafted me, in and out?
Harry manoeuvred me into a position of bending me over the bed. Mum warned me it would more comfortable for Harry if I spread my legs wider and relaxed my knees and to help him by bearing down on my asshole to open it for him. I was flabbergasted! It was almost a speech from Mum! Guess her good nature stems back from when she was in the Brownies. Very apt for Harry's cock at this moment in its life. Had I washed out my bum enough?
I felt his cold clammy hands on my shaking hips. They were spreading my cheeks apart. He moved them and took a better grip and I felt cool air rape the inner walls of my rectum. His grip was too tight to allow me to shiver with fear. My Mum got up onto the bed and she shimmied her pussy to within a thousandth of one inch from my flaring nostrils. (for the ladies who may not be sure of that measurement, it's about the thickness of a hair on a gnats cock!) Whichever way you look at it, my nostrils were booted into high velocity sniffing mode.
I felt Harry's firm hand on the back of my head forcing me into a nose dive. It was followed supersonically quick by an agonising pain in my bum! My Mum's pussy was that wet I panicked because I can't swim. I had visions of my past childhood and me going down for the third time... Like having a certain fruit gum in your mouth, I just had to lick it. Meanwhile, Harry was having great fun seeing if he could trace out my digestive system the hard way. Hard for him, much harder for me. His prick felt like the prop-shaft of the Queen Mary! It felt like it was after another Blue Ribbon. It was certainly playing havoc with my channel. He should have told me he was in a hurry. He was trying to piston-fuck me and rebore me at the same time. This was nothing like my first anal adventure. That was sweet, peaceful and cottaging fun compared with this!
It if hadn't been for my Mum's bucking passionate hips and the sustenance she was feeding me, I think I would have thrown in the towel. This guys phallic reamer was making me sore. I transferred the pain to my snapping teeth on Mum's clit. She came and squirted her pussy juice all over me. A strange thing happened! Nature took a grip of my brain and said to me, "Ronnie, old Son! You are enjoying this! Fuck the man back! He wants you to do it - you want him to keep fucking you - so just go for it! Tell him it feels good!" There was me thinking that Harry hated my guts, the way he was treating them, and all the time, according to my brain, he was loving it and loving me too!
Just when I thought Harry was already in top gear, he stepped up a gear! The heat he was generating in my bum was just about to set off the fire alarms when he started to jet copious amounts of spunk to rapidly extinguish any engendered fire danger. It was only then that I realised that I had cum too, all over Mums clean on bed cover. He pulled out far too quickly and it felt as if I was being broken-out as well as broken-in.
After Harry made his exit and later, when Mum and I were laying naked, in bed together, we talked. Just as Mums and Sons do.
'Are you all right, Ronnie?'
'Yes, Mum. I suppose you get used to that sort of thing. When you see pictures of people being fucked in their asses, you always see them with a blissful serene look on their faces. As if to say, 'I'm being fucked up my ass and I think it's nice!' When will I reach that zenith, Mum? Have you reached it yet. You must have had Harry's cock up you, how many times?'
'It's not a sport, we do not keep score, at least speaking for myself - I don't. I think the answer you are looking for is, that people in pictures usually get paid to do as they are told. Smiling for the camera is traditional.'
'I was half way through the fuck with Harry, before I started to say to myself, okay, this could be fun. I did ask myself if it was pleasure I was feeling or was it good because someone else was getting pleasure at my expense.'
'I know how you feel, Ronnie. There were times when your Dad was like a bull in a china shop. With him sometimes an ass fuck was a pillage. Harry is usually more gentle with me. He takes more care and he prepares me more carefully than he did with you. I did notice that. I felt he was nervous with you, not at ease. I took it he maybe didn't like to do it with guys, or maybe you reminded him of your Dad. I will have a word with him. Maybe next time it will be better for both of you.'
'I hope so. I hope there is going to be a next time. I will have to talk to him more. I was uptight and too nervous tonight. I was apprehensive about the size of that cock of his.'
'Why don't you relax, Darling and shove that cock up my ass, a spot of KY and just slip it into me easy. Be a good Son and give your Mum a good hard, deep fuck up her tight asshole! Harry fucking you made me real horny for it.'
Like a dutiful Son, I did as I was told and we fucked well into the night.
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