Chapitre 3123: @2
My mother bought into it and she became much more relaxed. She agreed to continue the program and expressed her desire to finish before next week so we can finalize my college plans. On Mom's approval, we continued. We went to our rooms, changed into our robes and met in the master bedroom.
My aunt didn't waste time having us work on the legs or arms, proceeding directly to the blindfolds. We picked up where we left off as Mom massaged my back and stomach. On my turn, I only went up to her ribcage on the front, my aunt stopping my hands, proving to Mom that was what she had intended to do yesterday. After we closed our robes, we kissed as my aunt instructed, connecting our tongues together. Both Mom and I both progressed further, seeking each other's mouths.
When we pulled apart, Brenda instructed us for the next phase. "I want you to kiss, but move your tongues inside each other's mouth. This will allow for both lip and tongue desensitizing." We quickly embraced and french-kissed, not needing to be sly anymore. Both of us were breathing heavily through our noses, which I'm sure my aunt couldn't miss. After kissing for several minutes, my aunt told us she thought we'd done enough for today and we could continue tomorrow.
Once again my mother insisted on progressing further, resulting in my aunt proceeding to the next step. She told us to put on our blindfolds and helped us remove our robes, explaining that the next step would be the final skin desensitizing step. She told us to follow her instructions and she'd guide us through the procedure.
I felt her grab my hard prick and raise it vertically against my stomach. Her other hand was on my back pushing me closer to my mother. I slowly inched forward with the pressure of her hand. I knew I was close to my mother. I could feel the heat from her body. I was surprised I wasn't pushing into her breasts at this point.
She eased off my back and I stopped. She let go of my stiff prick and it only dropped an inch to land on Mom's soft stomach. Before Mom could say anything, my aunt put her hands on both our backs, pushing us together. We collided and I could hear my mom exhale as her bare breasts squashed against my chest.
Before either of us could say anything, Brenda explained, "This is called the body meld. It's designed to connect as much skin as possible. Wrap your arms around each other and position your legs so you get maximum contact. We encircled each other with our arms as instructed and I shifted my legs so we were intertwined. My hard cock was pressed into her stomach and her large breasts completely covered my chest. I could feel her nipples becoming stiff, but not near as hard as my cock.
My mother asked, "Sis, I thought Mike wasn't allowed to touch my breasts until I gave approval and also, I can feel his penis pressing against me. Is this really part of the program?"
"Yes, think of everything as skin to skin. He only needs permission to touch your breasts with his hands. Don't view it as sexual, meld into each other and feel each other's aura. The meld is essential to bonding and shouldn't be associated with sex at all."
My mom didn't make any more objections and I got the feeling she was enjoying the close contact. She hugged tighter and moved her legs so we'd have more contact. Both our temperatures were escalating and I could feel my mother's breathing becoming calmer, her muscles more relaxed than normal. I held on tighter as we were both enjoying the melding procedure.
Her hard nipples burning into my chest along with her hot body pressed to me was keeping me hard. I didn't know how long I could last. My mother broke it off and backed away. The cold air rushed in and my hard-on was given a reprieve.
Aunt Brenda wasted no time in progressing. "Remember how I told you that this program holds the mother as the core part of the project and as such, she doesn't have the same restrictions as the son? She doesn't need to get prior approval. This act will demonstrate the concept."
I felt my aunt grab my still hard prick and hold it up with her left hand. With her right hand, she guided my mom's left hand and placed it open palmed on my ball sack. I'm not sure if it was reflex or not but Mom immediately cupped my balls and began massaging them. My aunt guided my mom's right hand and placed it on my prick. There was no mistake, it wasn't an involuntary reaction this time. She wrapped her long delicate fingers around my shaft and began exploring its length. After several times up and down my pole, she wrapped her hand around my blood engorged head. She twisted it like she was trying to unscrew it from my shaft. I was visibility panting and was trying to limit my groaning.
My bloated prick-head leaked precum, coating my mom's hand, making it more sensitive. When I thought I was going to come, my aunt pulled my mom's hands away from my steel-hard prick. My mom tried to convince my aunt to continue more lessons but my aunt said we couldn't proceed any further because of my over-stimulated condition.
My mom agreed, probably because her hand was covered with my precum. Aunt Brenda told us we wouldn't be able to do this at home and we should wait until tomorrow to proceed any further. My mom was elated when Aunt Brenda told us we could probably finish the program in two more days if everything went smoothly. She told us once she felt we were comfortable with the body meld, there were only two more conditions that needed to be met to fulfill the contract for the scholarship.
We went to our rooms, got dressed and met at the door. This time Mom hugged and kissed my aunt as if she was grateful for all she was doing and we left on a cheerful note. She wrapped her arm around my back and held firmly to my waist so I did the same. We walked home more like lovers rather than a mom and her son. Her earlier concerns about the neighbors were not mentioned as we discussed my college plans. We talked about commuting together since my college would be close to her workplace and how we'd be able to eat lunch together.
At home, we went into my room and discussed ways of modifying it to turn it into a study room. After eating, we watched TV for awhile. We didn't practice any touching tonight, sitting as close as we could together. Less than thirty minutes later, Mom said we should take our showers and retire. I was drying off when I heard a light knock on my door. "Mike, could you cover up and open the door."
"Sure, Mom." I slipped on my robe and opened the door to see Mom standing in her robe fresh out of her shower. Handing me her sleeping blindfold, she instructed me to put it on.
She explained, "I want to practice the meld again so we can pass tomorrow and hopefully finish early so we can have fun doing other things for the rest of my vacation. I only have one blindfold, but I promise not to look and we'll stay close so there won't be any incidents."
She moved up to me and right after I put on my blindfold, I could feel her undo my robe belt and push my robe to the side. Evidently, she had done the same as she immediately wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into her near naked body. My hard prick was trapped at a sideways angle on her stomach and I could feel my balls rubbing against her panties. Her breasts were again mashed against my chest and I had to pull her hard to me to touch our stomachs as her breasts were creating a gap on the underside.
It was another exquisite moment with my mother. Her body was so smooth and hot against my skin and I could smell the faint scent of her bath soap. I felt her relax as our breathing matched each other. Cheeks pressed together, I leaned down and pressed my open lips on her neck, gently sucking, not enough to make a hickey. Her breathing increased and she hugged me tighter. When I thought we might ignite from the heat, my mom backed off. I heard her pulling her robe together before she closed mine and told me it was okay to remove my blindfold.
I expected her to be blushing but she wasn't. She had a cheerful smile and her eyes locked with mine. She ended it with, "Well, I think that should satisfy Brenda that we're ready to advance. And to think she thought we wouldn't be able to practice. While we're at it I'd like to exercise my motherly prerogative."
I wasn't sure what she meant but soon found out as she reached in my robe and firmly grabbed my prick. She stroked it up and down as she looked lustfully in my eyes. When her hand reached the top, she grabbed my head and twisted it as before. As she slowly stroked back down, I leaned down and tenderly kissed her. It quickly progressed to an open mouth kiss. Her hand rapidly stroked and squeezed my cock as our kiss progressed to a tongue battle. Leaking profusely, her stroking was making obscene noises as her hand sloshed up and down my juicy shaft. When Mom sensed I was ready to come, she withdrew her hand and ended the kiss.
Giving me a light hug, she said goodnight. I went to my room and quickly finished what Mom had started. I wondered if she was doing the same. I slept well that night and could hardly wait to get down to my aunt's to continue. We finished the items on Mom's list and headed down for one of our last steps in the fake church program.
Aunt Brenda greeted us in the usual manner and I noticed her attire had changed. Instead of the conservative dress, she was wearing the floral patterned mini-skirt and the open blouse she had worn during our week of fucking. Mom commented on how nice she looked, not hinting it was slutty.
My aunt replied, "Well, we're almost at completion and I'm so much more comfortable with these clothes and I didn't want you to be the only beautiful woman Mikey is staring at in the room." They both laughed and we proceeded to our rooms to get ready.
My aunt visited each of us to question us. When she arrived in my room she wanted to know everything that had happened. I told her about the body meld and afterward when Mom stroked my prick while we french-kissed. She was elated and surprised Mom had done that. Thinking out loud she said, "I think we have her now. She's hooked on your prick and I think I know how we can proceed at a faster pace. This is working out so well!"
"The faster, the better," I said as I ran my hand up her leg and confirmed my suspicions she wasn't wearing panties as I squeezed her bare cunt lips.
She exclaimed, "Damn, that feels so good. I've missed you so much, Mikey. I wish we had more time but we need to get to the room before your mom gets suspicious."
We all met in the master bedroom and I noticed the chairs had been pushed to the walls so it looked like we'd be standing today. We demonstrated how comfortable we were french-kissing. My aunt approved and instructed us to proceed with the body meld to see if we could advance to the next step. It felt wonderful to again hold my mother like this and we were hugging each other as much as possible, shifting our legs to maximize our skin contact. I held her tight with one arm and moved my free hand up and down her back.
Much too soon, my aunt instructed us to pull apart as she was satisfied with our progress. She told us to repeat the back and midriff massage. I was first and when I was done, Mom began. I felt her hands getting lower and closer to my stiff prick. Her fingers were separated going through my pubic hairs. I was anticipating the firm grasp of my prick when my aunt grabbed her arms and pulled her away.
"We don't really allow that much intimate touching. I allowed you to do it yesterday to prove the point of the mother having rights that sons don't," my aunt said, explaining her actions.
I couldn't see the disappointment on my mom's face, but I could hear it in her voice when she replied, "Sis, I'm not sure how this is any different from the other contact we've done. You did say it's skin touching skin and it shouldn't matter that much."
"You're right and I'm glad to hear you're getting away from the sexual innuendos and progressing toward the more mature family bonding, but you set the parameters when you didn't want your son to touch your breasts," my aunt replied. I could plainly see her plan now. She was using Mom's love of fondling my cock to advance the seduction.
There was a moment of silence, probably due to my mom thinking of a response. She softly spoke, "You're right, it's not much different. I don't see any reason why my son shouldn't be afforded the same right."
Sounding elated, my aunt explained to her that if she wanted to continue, she'd need to give verbal and physical approval.
My mom softly whispered, "Mike, you have my permission to touch my breasts, but please be gentle. They're sensitive and haven't been touched by a man for a long time. Sis, I've given vocal approval, how do I give physical approval?"
My aunt didn't answer but took my mom's hands and guided them to the backs of mine. Moving them to Mom's bare waist, she guided us up toward her breasts. When we were directly under Mom's mounds, Brenda released her hands. Needing no more help from her sister, Mom continued to raise my hands until they were cupping her meaty tits. She squeezed my hands, indicating it was okay to do the same.
Wasting no time, I mauled her precious treasures. I could tell they were larger than my aunt's but still did not sag. I was harder than ever as I moved to her nipples and encircled them with my fingers. She let out a yelp as I fingered her nipples until they were filled with blood and firmly pointing out.
I teased her sensitive nubs, gently tugging and twisting both of them. She released her hands from mine and immediately reached down and grasped my stiff prick. She wasted no time in exploring every square inch again as if it was a brand new experience for her. We still had on our blindfolds, so I couldn't see what I was fondling, but my fingers were painting a perfect picture in my mind. I would alternate between squeezing her fleshy mounds to twisting her nipples.
I could tell from her reaction that her nipples were as sensitive as my aunt's as she groaned and squirmed when I teased them. She twisted on the head of my hard prick at the same time I teased her nipples. She'd go back to a loving stroke when I released her nipples to squeeze her tit flesh. We were both breathing heavily and groaning as we pleasured each other.
My aunt interrupted our incestuous coupling. "Okay, we're almost at completion. You two have done a great job. There is one more thing I need to check before the final step."
I couldn't see what was happening but my aunt reached up and removed my mom's blindfold without saying anything to me. We were still caressing each other and there was a moment of silence before I felt mom's hands release my greasy prick. The next thing I knew, my blindfold was removed. Mom was smiling at me with her blindfold off. My aunt was off to the side and I could see Mom holding my blindfold. She had taken it off. She locked onto my eyes and once again latched on to my prick with her hands.
When she glanced down, I got the feeling she wanted me to follow suit. I could see her beautiful breasts protruding out with my hands holding them. Going lower, I saw her hands wrapped around my prick but more riveting was my mother's beautiful curvaceous body. I was disappointed to see she still had on panties but overjoyed to see the rest of her. I lowered my hands to trace her curvy waist before moving back up her smooth skin.
"You're beautiful, Mom. I can't believe how hot you look!"
My smiling aunt chirped, "Perfect, you passed one of the final tests of the program. Bev, you removed your son's blindfold with no persuading, indicating you completely trust your son. The mother-son bonding checkpoints are almost complete."
"Almost?" my mother quietly replied, with lust in her voice as she stroked my cock.
My aunt continued, "Yes, the only step left is more of a memory recollection than anything. Do you know what the most significant bonding there is between a mother and son directly after birth?"
"Feeding, I guess, or maybe cuddling, or being held in my arms," my mother answered.
"Feeding is right, breastfeeding to be exact," explained my aunt. "There is no stronger bond than a son milking from his mother. Those memories disappear after a few years, so our final test is to try to bring those strong bonding memories back."
"You want Mike to breastfeed? To suck on my nipples?" My mother's voice cracked as she said it. To my surprise, she enthusiastically said, "I suppose it wouldn't hurt and if this is the last step, let's begin."
She raised her hands up behind my head and was about to guide me to her breasts when my aunt stopped her. "It's not proper to do it standing up. When feeding an infant you're generally lying down. Lie down on the bed and Mike can repeat what he did as an infant."
My mother didn't argue this time. Once she was stretched out on the bed, I was able to get a much better look at her panty-clad crotch. She was definitely not shaven as her sister. I could see her crinkly bush pushing up her panties and some errant hairs were sticking out the sides. I also noticed a large wet spot at the bottom of her panties. Someone else was leaking besides me. I was getting ready to lie down when my aunt stopped me. I'm not sure when she opened the package, but she had a condom in her hand. She slowly rolled it on my hard, jutting prick. My mom saw this and said, "Sis, why does..."
My aunt interrupted her before she could continue and explained, "This is a precaution so your son doesn't get overstimulated and starts squirting on you. The church disapproves of a son's seed smeared on his mother."
This was ridiculously funny and I couldn't help but think my mom would see this as wrong and object. She didn't say anything though and closed her legs indicating I could straddle her to continue the procedure.
Positioning myself outside her legs, I reached up and kneaded her breasts. Moving my fingers to her upright nub, I squeezed and teased it until it was proudly standing upright. Bending down, I latched onto it with my mouth. That drove her crazy immediately. She shifted her legs up and down in an attempt to squelch the itch burning in her crotch.
She began groaning as I sucked and nibbled on her nipple. I was relentlessly teasing her nub with my tongue while feeling her other full breast with my free hand. She was heavily breathing now, panting hard. I switched my mouth to her other nipple and began the teasing again.
I'm sure she was close to achieving an orgasm. Reaching down, she grabbed my rubber-encased prick and stroked it, instinctively pulling me to her steaming, panty-clad pussy. My aunt moved behind me and through my legs she grabbed mom's panties at the waist and removed them.
"Oh, Michael!" she exclaimed. "That feels so good. My nipples are so sensitive. Uh, Sis. Why are you removing my panties?"
"This allows me to check the stimulus level to make sure everything is okay. Your excitement level is elevating faster than normal. Tell me how this feels," Brenda said, as she jammed several fingers in my mom's hairy snatch, rubbing her clit with her thumb.
The reaction was immediate."Oh My God! I'm coming, Sis! Oh, it's been so long!" exclaimed my mom having a mini-orgasm, her cunt squeezing on my aunt's relentless fingers. My aunt continued her assault on my mother's pussy as I continued to feast on her sensitive nipples. My aunt grabbed my leg and by the pressure, I knew she wanted me to reposition my legs inside my mother's legs. I put my left knee in between my mother's legs and pushed out. Her leg immediately went out to the side. I moved my other knee in and mom moved her other leg out without me touching it.
She was approaching another orgasm as my aunt continued stroking in and out with her fingers. "Oh, here comes another. I can't believe how excited I am," my hot convulsing mother stated as she squirmed and moved on the bed. This is when my aunt removed her fingers.
"Please put them back in. I need release so bad. Please, Sis!" begged my mother.
My aunt finally fulfilled the promise she made to me by saying, "Bev, I think I've done enough but since we're family and nothing leaves this room, I think I can help you achieve the release you so much need."
Grasping Mom's hand, she guided my cock toward her creamy box. Mom didn't put up a fight and said, "Yes, Mike. Help your mother. Forgive me for doing this but I need it so much. Please put it in me and help me come."
I inched up and when I was close, my aunt guided my hard, rubber encased cock up and down her wet slit. Mom tried to pull me in but my aunt kept me out and maintained the teasing.
Brenda instructed, "Sis, this is one of those moments where you need to provide verbal and physical consent so there is no mistaking it's your choice. You've given verbal consent and now you must show your physical approval. Mikey, kiss your mother and tell her how much you love her."
I reluctantly released her engorged nipple and went up to kiss her. She was still moaning, starting to form a word, probably going to ask how to send a physical signal when I pressed my mouth squarely on her open mouth and jammed my tongue in and swirled it around the inside of her mouth.
She didn't attempt to talk but repeated the same with her tongue. My aunt took my mother's hands and guided them to my waist. My cockhead was locked onto the entrance of her pussy, constantly being squeezed by her outer pussy lips. Brenda moved my mom's hands toward my ass, when my mother quickly reached back and firmly held both my cheeks. She pulled me to the bottom of her cavern, not needing any further instruction.
I stayed lodged deep in her, not believing how fast her pussy sucked me down to the root. I moved the base of my cock around her sensitive lips and clit causing her to squirm and start humping up at me. I pulled out until the head was almost out and immediately jammed in again as hard as I could. I repeated this over and over which was getting harder to do each time with her wild pelvic gyrations.
We both quit kissing to catch our breaths as we were both getting ready to climax. The buildup from the week was having its effect on both of us. My face was on the right side of mom's face and I could see my aunt a few feet away furiously shoving her fingers in her bald pussy. Moving close to my mother's ear, I whispered, "Mom, I love you so much. I want to make you happy. Your pussy feels so tight and hot. I want you to come with me, Mom."
With all our thrashing and breathing I'm sure my aunt couldn't hear what we were saying. She was more interested in punishing her own pussy while watching a mother and son incestuously copulate. In between groans, my mom replied, "Yes, Dear. I love you too. I hope you don't think I'm bad for doing this but I need relief. Please help me come, Sweetie. I'm so close! Pinch my nipples and kiss me and I'll have my release. Please be a good son to your mother and help me!"
I put my mouth back on hers and immediately her tongue sought mine. Raising my hands to her meaty mounds, my exploring fingers found her nipples. As soon as I twisted and pulled her sensitive nubs, her body shook as her orgasm commenced. Her cunt clamped around my steel-hard prick. I continued to plow into her cavern and felt a load of sperm shooting to the head. I jammed in as far as I could, releasing my first big glob of sperm, filling up the tip of the rubber.
She climaxed as I plunged in and again as I was pulling out. After a dozen more hard strokes, I was spent and my mother was exhausted as well. I couldn't believe after dreaming about this for so long, it was over so quickly. I did feel good about Mom getting relief though. She was so relaxed, she went limp and her mouth fell from mine, attempting to catch her breath.
I rested on her a few minutes, finally rolled off and looked over to see her staring at me. We didn't need to say anything. The love between us was evident. My aunt came over and sat down on the bed breaking our mood. "Congratulations! You've passed the program and will receive the scholarship. As far as what happened here, as I said, we're family and this can be our secret. The only thing that will go in my report for today is you two have bonded your relationship and the program was a success. Sis, you better go clean up and get ready to go."
Mom acted like she had run a marathon, slowly getting up and leaving the room with her panties in hand. I admired her long legs and great looking ass as my aunt walked her to the door. My aunt quickly shut the door, turned and ran back with the same lust in her eyes as my mother. My prick was still semi-hard, encased in the condom, filled with my sperm.
My aunt pinched the tip of the rubber, squeezing my sperm out, coating my dick as she pulled it off. Lowering her mouth to my drenched pole, she proceeded to clean every drop. Slurping up and down my prick, she voraciously sucked in an attempt to revive it to full staff. It was evident she was excited from witnessing the mother-son fucking.
"Damn, Sweetie, that was so hot. I've never been so excited in my life. You and your mom were so hot together. That made me so fucking horny!"
I couldn't believe I was starting to get hard again. Between the frantic sucking my aunt was doing and reliving the connection with my mother, my prick was starting to swell again.
Confident I would remain stiff, she backed off. Looking a little depressed, she explained, "Sorry, if putting that rubber on the last minute threw you off. I hated to deprive you the pleasure of your bare prick in your mom but at the last minute, I worried she wasn't on birth control."
Her frown transformed to a mischievous smirk as she disclosed, "Or maybe I just wanted something special that my sister can't have. She may have your heart, but only my pussy can feel your bare prick."
Giggling, she wrapped her hands around my cock, stroking it up and down while gazing at me with undeniable lust. Climbing up on the bed, she didn't even bother removing her short skirt as she lined up and drove her bald pussy onto my hard cock. She was wet and I easily slid in my entire length, filling her hot channel. She humped up and down, furiously moaning and grabbing my shoulders to achieve better leverage. She was hotter than I've ever seen her, even during the final farewell fucking we had done.
Helping out, I thrust up when she lowered down causing her to groan louder. When she looked down at me all I saw was a crazed, lusty woman in heat trying to put the fire out in her burning snatch.
She croaked, "Oh, God. I'm getting close again already. I came once when your mom came. I could see her fat pussy lips convulsing around your cock as it was plunging in and out. I came so hard seeing that. I don't know why mother-son sex turns me on so much, but it does. Please tell me what you said to your mother while you two were fucking. Act like I'm her. Please, Mikey!"
Reaching up, I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her down to my face. I locked my lips on hers and as we kissed I brought my hands around to tease her nipples. Obeying her wishes, I murmured, "I love you, Mother. Your tight, hot cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock. Please fuck me hard, Mommy! I've wanted this for so long. Please come on my cock. I love you so much. Come with me!"
That excited her more than I thought it would and her pussy spasmed as she madly bounced on my rod. She uttered, "Oh, Mikey. I love you too. Your prick feels so good. Come with your mother. I'm coming!"
We locked lips, french kissing again as I began to twist and pull her engorged sensitive nipples. That's all it took. Her whole body shook and her pussy clamped down on my cock. I didn't think I'd be able to come again so soon, but her hot pussy and the recent memory of fucking my mother was enough to put me over the edge. I thrust up hard as I climaxed. She was coating my cock with an abundance of fuck juice from her climax. I don't think I spurt out anything as I drained it all with my mother, but my cock didn't know and still contracted, not aware the well was dry. I kept drilling her until she collapsed on me, spent from the fucking.
She hoarsely whispered, "Damn, that was definitely worth five grand. If you can get your mother to do a repeat performance of fucking in front of me again, I'll be willing to pay for your entire tuition. It'd be the best investment ever!"
She climbed off and told me I better get dressed and meet Mom before she noticed my absence. She also warned me how my mother would feel now that we'd fucked. She was worried that Mom might have second thoughts since she was sexually satisfied. She warned me that I shouldn't be aggressive and let it play out for a few days. I was hoping Mom didn't have any regrets, but I agreed that was the best course of action.
I dressed and went out to meet her in the living room. I was relieved when Mom came out with wet hair, evidence of a shower. That would explain how I made it out before her, even with the time it took for my aunt to suck and fuck me raw. I wondered if I looked as totally spent as I felt.
Mom looked refreshed after her shower and she cheerfully chatted with my aunt as if nothing had happened. She grabbed my hand and we walked home, not in an embrace as before but holding hands. Mom talked a lot on the activities we could do next week now that we were finished, never mentioning anything about our recent inappropriate coupling.
Once home, I showered and changed to my robe and went out to the living room. Mom was still in her dress as we sat and talked. She had tomorrow's agenda all planned out that included exploring the campus I'd be attending. I was tired and told her I was going to bed. She replied, "Sure, Sweetie. See you in the morning. We'll have a fun day."
She got up and lightly kissed me on the cheek. I was disappointed it wasn't more and thought maybe she figured the program was over so we didn't need to continue. I didn't feel bad if Mom wanted to go back to the way things were before. I still loved her and my aunt would always be available for some exciting adventures, so life was still good.
The next day we drove to my campus, walked around looking at the various buildings and determined it would be easy for us to commute together. There was plenty of public transportation close to her workplace I could take to get to the campus and back. This would allow for more savings. We went to the nearby mall in the afternoon where we separated to shop at our favorite stores.
Mom handed me several bags when we connected up to go home. One was light and the name of a lingerie shop printed on the side. As I was about to look in the bag to see what she had bought, she wrapped her arm through mine, preventing me from investigating the contents. The drive home was pleasant and I was looking forward to commuting with her in the fall. She was always so cheerful and we really enjoyed each other's company.
We ate, sat and watched TV before she said we should take our showers and get comfortable. We both went to our rooms to shower and when I was putting on my robe, I heard Mom enter through my bedroom door. Outside my closed bathroom door she implored, "Mike, I'd like to talk to you in my room when you're done if you don't mind."
"Sure, Mom. Be right there," I replied, wondering what she would want to talk about. I was getting hard thinking about yesterday's events. I was ready to go to her room when it occurred to me that I needed to be ready for anything. I ripped open a condom package and rolled the rubber on my dick. No harm if nothing materialized, but I wanted to be prepared.
I knocked on her door and she invited me in. She was in her bed on her side with the sheet pulled up over her breasts. Her shoulders were bare but I couldn't tell if she had anything else on underneath the sheets. The top covers were all thrown to the other side and only the thin sheet was stretched over her body showing the curves of her legs and waist. I walked up and knelt down on the floor so I was facing her so we could talk.
She muttered, "Mike, I wanted to talk to you about what happened this last week. Aside from the obvious, what did you most enjoy about our time together in the program?"
Blushing from her comment, I hesitated, because the first thought that came to mind was holding her breasts and sticking my prick deep in her pussy, pretty much the obvious. Thinking more seriously, I replied, "Mom, the best part from this last week is how close we've become. I know we've always loved each other as Mother and Son, but now I feel it's a lot deeper. You're my best friend and my mother and I feel I have enough trust in you to tell you anything."
She smiled wide and I knew she had the same thoughts as I did. "I feel the same way, but the activity I enjoyed the most was the full body meld. I've never felt so relaxed and content. It was wonderful. Could we do it again?"
My smile had to surpass her's at that point. This was my dream coming true. I felt foolish for putting on a rubber. What if that's all she wants to do, meld our bodies together? Too late to attempt to remove it now. Before she changed her mind, I replied, "Of course, Mom. The meld was very bonding. I love feeling your beautiful body next to mine."
She grabbed the side of the sheet and threw it to the other side of the bed with the covers. She was nude underneath. She rolled over on her back, seductively smiled at me and held her arms up waiting for me to meld into her. She croaked, "Take off your robe, Dear. Body meld with me. Please?"
I didn't move, staring at my beautiful mother. This was the first time I was able to admire her entire front in the nude. I hadn't seen her pussy yet, though I had been fucking it yesterday. She had a hairy bush, trimmed at the top but left untouched other than that. Her hips flared out and made her waist look smaller than I had thought. Her breasts were flattened out but still had a nice round shape topped by nipples that were larger than my aunt's.
I took off my robe, moved over to the bed and crawled on top of my mother, meshing with her as much as I could. We interlaced our legs and both of us squeezed together to get as much contact as possible. I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her close, mashing her breasts out. My hard prick was jammed into her waist above her pussy and was hot as a branding iron. Rather than go cheek to cheek as before, I kissed her. She responded by wrapping her arms around me, stroking my back. Moving down, she grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed them.
We relaxed and I could feel her heartbeat throbbing through her chest to mine. After several minutes of kissing, I could feel her nipples getting rock hard. Before we burned up, I rolled off her to the side and left my hand on her stomach going down to the top of her hairy snatch and back up to her ribcage. My hand was yearning to be filled with her breast, so I asked, "Mom, may I touch your breasts again? Would you please give me approval."
She looked over and said, "Dear, we need to set something straight. You and I both know those rules my sister insisted on were all made up. I love you, Mike and you can do whatever you want and whenever you want. I'm yours for fulfilling every fantasy you've ever had."
Smiling wide, I ran my hand up and cupped her breast and massaged it. Leaning over, I said, "I love you too, Mom. You have such beautifully smooth skin, I can't feel enough of it." I kneaded and squeezed each breast going back and forth while also running my hand up and down her smooth skin on her firm stomach. I ran my open fingers to the top of her nearest breast and captured a hard nipple between them. I squeezed my fingers and teased her nipple.
Her breathing increased causing her to moan with approval. Raising up, I knelt between her open legs. I gripped each of her thighs and ran my hands up and down her flesh, marveling in the smooth, firm thigh muscle. I raised each leg and positioned closer to her, my rubber-encased prick mere inches from her hairy pussy. I could see her fat lips were engorged and glistened with pussy juice.
I reached down and gently ran my fingers up and down her slit causing her to let out some appreciative groans. Finding her clit, I gently stroked it with my slick fingers, covered with pussy juice. She bucked her pelvis up as her moaning intensified. Easing off her sensitive pussy, I moved above her hot slit and massaged her hairy mound for several minutes.
Placing both hands on her stomach, I slowly stroked my way up to cup each breast, massaging, and kneading them. Leaning down, I latched onto a hard nipple and sucked as hard as I could. That caused my mother to let out a scream as she squirmed. I was twisting the other nipple with my fingers, driving her crazy with lust.
She was rapidly panting, her face was flushed and she was loudly groaning, I released her nipples and brought my face to hers for a tender kiss. Gently at first until Mom wrapped her arms around me and began a vigorous assault with her tongue. I reached down and rubbed my prick up and down her dripping slit.
I released her mouth to ask, "Mom, when you said I could do whatever I wanted to do, was that everything? Can I stick my prick in your hairy pussy anytime I want?"
Mom croaked, "Of course, Dear. I told you I'm yours and I meant it. I have years of lust built up and I expect you to help me make up for it. There is another rule I'm going to have to make though." After she said that, she grabbed the base of my cock. Gripping the bottom of the rubber, she pulled it off my prick and threw it on the floor. "You're not going to fuck me with that damn rubber. I want to feel your bare cock and I want to feel your cum flood my pussy."
"Oh, Mom. I can't wait to feel your pussy walls clamp down on my bare prick. I wish we would have done this the first time but Aunt Brenda was afraid you weren't on birth control."
She humped up at me and my dick went in a few inches. As it slid in, she said, "My sister doesn't know everything about me. Fill me up with your hard cock."
I plunged in and she let out a loud gasp. I pulled back and rammed in again, taking her breath away. I was in my mother's pussy with my bare cock and the feeling was indescribably exciting. I kissed her while running my hands up to her breasts, kneading and teasing her nipples. I was thrusting in and out as fast as I could. There was no friction as both of us were leaking profusely, lubricating her tight channel.
She was thrashing and humping up and down so much I was afraid she was going to come too fast, so I released her sensitive breasts and ran my hands around her back to hug her as tight as I could. Her pussy hair was a matted piece of fur from all the juices running out of her steaming snatch and from my cock sawing in and out, spewing juice all around her groin. We fucked at a slower pace, enjoying the incestuous moment. She stroked her hands up and down my back stopping at times to squeeze my sides while I maintained a regular rhythm.
I was close to a climax. I brought my hands back around to her breasts, briefly kneading them before firmly locking onto each nipple. I sensuously twisted them resulting in Mom loudly groaning. Her pelvis humping was in sync with my cock pounding, providing ripples of pleasure to run through both of us. I kissed her and we pushed our tongues in and out faster than we were fucking.
We were panting so hard now it was impossible to continue the kiss. I released her hot mouth and croaked, "Mom, I think I'm ready to come in you. Your pussy is so hot and your cunt walls are driving me crazy. I've never been this hard. I need you to come too. Let's do this together so you can feel my hot load of sperm fill your hungry cunt. Let's make up for what we missed the first time.""Yes, Sweetie! Come in your mother. I have yearned for this so long. I'm so horny and hot. Your prick is exciting every inch of my pussy walls. Fill me with your seed, Motherfucker!"
I squeezed her nipples, kissed her again and the instant our tongues met, her orgasm hit. Her pussy throbbed and squeezed my prick, initiating my own orgasm. My balls sent up a hot load of cum out of my contracting prick. I pumped in and out, releasing a load on each stroke. She had to break off our kiss because she was screaming from the intense orgasm she was having.
Her shrieking subsided, coming down from her climax. "God, that felt so good. I've never come that hard or long. Thank you for being such a wonderful lover and treating your mother so good."
I soon deflated from the intense fuck and rolled back over to her side and was gently caressing her body again. "Mom, since our relationship has changed, do you want me to start calling you Beverly?"
Mom looked over at me and answered, "Never, Michael. I'm still your mom and you'll call me that. You can call me mommy too, but only when we're fucking." She laughed and smiled seductively as she said it. I was going to have to remember that.
I was spent and snuggled up with Mom, resting my head on her chest. Her steady breathing and warm body were soothing and I was ready to go to sleep. I asked her, "Mom, I'm really tired, should I go to my room now?"
"Mike, you are in your room and this is your bed," she replied and wrapped her arm around my shoulders, bringing me closer to her. I soon drifted off to a sound sleep.
I woke up the next morning hearing noises in the kitchen. Mom was up and working. I got up to take a piss and noticed my crotch hair was all matted up from our sloppy, frantic fucking. I relieved myself and jumped in the shower. The stall walls were still wet so I knew Mom had taken one too.
I was thinking of how this shower was a lot bigger than mine when I remembered what Mom had said. This shower was ours now. It was definitely big enough for two of us and I envisioned us together, soaping and cleaning each other ending with a shower fuck. I was getting hard again. This wasn't morning wood, this was a distinct yearning to couple with Mom again. I finished, dried off and found my robe from last night. I'd have to move a dresser in here too. The room was big enough for it.
I went into the kitchen to see Mom setting the table for us. What was new was the baby doll nightie she was wearing. It was light blue and sheer. It came down to four inches below her pussy and the top was split and open down to her navel. Her bare breasts were pushing the material out so only her nipples were covered, which were hard and making points in the thin material. I got harder as I saw her gracefully move around the kitchen. She looked up at me, smiled and said, "Good Morning, Honey."
When she went back to the counter, I moved up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. Reaching in her open top and cupping both breasts, I said, "Good Morning, Mom. New nightie? You look wonderful in it. It's causing quite a stir." I moved up so my robe covered dick was in the crevice of her thinly covered ass.
"Yes, I got it at the mall yesterday, just for you. I wanted to look nice for you today. Did you sleep well? Any good dreams?"
"I slept like a rock and I had some wonderful dreams. In one of them, an older lady seduced me and told me she was mine. She promised that I could fuck her anytime I desired." Emphasizing my point, I pushed harder into her while kneading her full breasts.
She played along and said, "An older lady? How much older was she?"
"She was old enough to be my mother," I replied, twisting her nipples causing her to squirm and push back on my hard prick.
"Oh my, that sounds more like a nightmare. An old woman seducing a young virile stud like yourself? I don't know how you didn't wake up screaming." Her panting increased as she basked in our foreplay.
I guided her to the middle of the room, pushing against her back to bend her over the table. She anticipated what I wanted, bent down and put her face sideways flat on a placemat. Her hands gripped the sides of the table. Her nightie rode up and barely covered her full ass. I moved my hands back and ran them up and down her long curvy legs. Putting pressure on the sides of her thighs to spread her legs out, I continued, "This older lady is beautiful and has a hotter body than girls my age."
I ran both hands up on to her full ass pushing her nightie up as I went. I kneaded and squeezed her firm cheeks and her hairy pussy was clearly visible, her fat cunt lips wet with precum. I opened my robe and moved close enough to lodge my bloated head at the mouth of her aching snatch.
"She's hot, she's beautiful and I'm in love with her. Now I'm going to stick my stiff prick in her and deposit my morning batch of sperm."
I slowly pushed in, allowing her wet channel to lubricate my dry prick. Once I was fully inserted, I let it soak, enjoying the feeling. My ball sack was resting on her mound of fur. Her moaning intensified as I reached up and pulled her hair to the side so I could see her lovely face as I slowly stroked. The different angle from our previous fucks provided new sensations as my prick pushed through the folds of her clasping snatch. I tried to concentrate on scraping her clit with the bottom of my prick as I sawed in and out. It was having an effect, resulting in her aggressively humping back at me.
I reached up and grabbed her sides, slamming into her. I kept plunging in and out, holding her steady. I was gripping her ribs so hard I was afraid I was going to hurt her. There was little fat to cushion my fingers as they sunk between her rib bones. I looked down and saw her flushed face was in the throes of ecstasy, easing my concerns. She was groaning at the intense pleasure of her pussy getting so fiercely fucked. I sensed she was close to a climax, so I slowed my pace and reached up and massaged her hanging breasts, mauling and kneading them as I easily slid in and out of her slippery slot.
Finding her nipples, I pulled and twisted them. She increased her humping and I increased my pace again. I heard a gurgling sound and looked down to see her eyes were closed, groaning in pleasure. Spittle was dripping out of the side of her mouth. I doubt if she was aware she was drooling, being in so much bliss. Her head was moving the placemat around on the table due to my relentless pounding.
I made a mental note not to take my mother like this again. It couldn't have been comfortable with her head on the thin piece of cloth on the hard table. She didn't seem to mind, probably because she was in so much pleasure, but I promised myself from now on I'd save our doggy fucking for our bed where she could be ravaged by her horny son in comfort.
I was still pumping in and out of her pussy as I formed a mental image of us in our bed. I was lost in thought fucking Mom here on the table and in our bed. I twisted her nipples in my mental image while doing the same in real time.
Her groans got much louder which snapped me out of my dream. Her pussy was clenching my invading prick as she experienced multiple mini-orgasms. I moved my hands down to the fronts of her thighs, firmly gripping for maximum leverage and rammed into her as hard as I could. I pulled back on her hips each time I plunged in, allowing my prick to hit surfaces in her pussy that have rarely been touched.
My balls were boiling and ready to eject its load into her snug pussy. She was groaning and humping back so hard I knew she was going to climax soon. I began slamming into her hard and fast, as I screamed, "Mom, I'm ready to fill your pussy. Come with me!"
As I withdrew each time she spoke in spurts. "Yes, Sweetie...I'm ready....fill me with your cum...I'm so close....I'll come as soon...as soon as I feel you spill your seed...fuck me, Michael!"
I'm surprised the sounds of our groins slapping together couldn't be heard by the neighbors as our incestuous fucking intensified. My shaft filled with blood and swelled up causing Mom to release more juices. I yelled, "I'm coming! I'm squirting in Mommy!"
As soon as I said it, her pussy clamped down on my spurting prick as I continued my assault. I kept slamming in and out, depositing a full night's worth of sperm into her. Sloshing noises became louder as both of us released our fluids. I continued with a gentle stroke in and out of her gushy cunt after we both climaxed, enjoying the morning fuck. I softened and backed out, gently caressing her ass after I was clear. Pulling her nightie down to cover her, I helped her stand. She turned around and I saw a look of satisfaction when she looked at me.
She held my head and scolded, "Another rule I'd like to make is for you to at least give your mother a good morning kiss before you fuck her." She brought my head to hers and kissed me tenderly.
"Of course, Mom. You can't blame me. That nightie was driving me crazy," I said as I hugged her and soothingly stroked her back.
"I'll be wearing it a lot from now on," she cheerfully chanted as she uncoupled and continued to prepare our breakfast. She brought over a cup of coffee and placed it on the table indicating for me to sit. I sat down and took a large gulp, making note that my crotch was once again a soggy mess from our morning ordeal. I closed my robe and was content to watch my graceful, nearly nude mother work in the kitchen in her newly purchased lingerie.
At one point, I could see a stream of cum dripping down her thigh. She felt it, too, as she grabbed a tissue, raised her nightie and cleaned it off in front of me giving me another look at her full, hairy pussy. She smiled at my obvious ogling, dropped her nightie and served us our breakfast. We ate and talked about moving my things into our room today. Watching her breasts move around under her sheer nightie was having an effect on me again.
After we were done eating, Mom reached over with her foot and began running it up and down my leg, further increasing my hardness. She had a lustful smile on her face as she continued to caress my leg with her foot. Getting up, she moved her chair closer to mine and told me to move my chair to face hers because she wanted to ask me a few questions.
I sat back down after moving it, staring at her breasts and pussy barely concealed under her sheer nightie. She placed her hands on my knees and rubbed up and down, caressing my thighs. "Mike, do you think you could answer a few questions I have and not make up a lie like you and my sister have been doing for a week? After all, you know you don't have to make up a story to plunge your cock in my pussy, anytime you want."
"Of course, Mom. I'll tell you anything you want. I have no secrets from you," I said as I stroked her lovely thighs at the same time.
My mom asked, "How many days did it take for my horny sister to seduce you? Was it like the third day you visited her?"
She no doubt saw my look of surprise. She not only knew I was fucking my aunt, her sister, but recounting the days, she knew the day too! "Yes, as a matter of fact, it was the third day. I can't believe you knew and didn't say anything."
"Of course I knew. You reeked of pussy when you came home that night. You obviously showered before you fucked yourselves dry. I figured she was planning on seducing you when she first called, but I didn't mind. It was a silent reward I gave you." Mom reached up and pulled my robe off my shoulders and stroked my chest. "Tell me how she did it."
I explained in detail all that took place. She laughed when I told her about the 'lip' syndrome my aunt used. I finished my story, telling her about the last day when she came through the garden gate and the resulting erection from looking at her legs.
"Aunt Brenda couldn't wait to pull me in the house and suck me off. Before I left, we finished with a round of farewell sex".
Her next question she asked was whose idea it was to seduce her. She was curious as to why my aunt would want to share me since she obviously enjoyed fucking me at every chance. I described how Aunt Brenda sprung it on me at the end of our parting fuck and how it drove both of us to a frenzied fuck when we play acted as a mother-son coupling. Finishing my story, I related my aunt's church plot to seduce her.
She laughed and said, "I knew that church stuff was all made up. I figured she was putting up her own money, too. She's rich, it was a way to keep you at the local college, and it allowed her to introduce us to fucking so I went along and enjoyed the show."
"Wow. You knew the whole time? I was worried when you stopped us part way through. You really played us. Why not tell me your feelings earlier?"
She smiled wide. "Call me a romantic. I love a slow seduction. I had some fantastic orgasms each night, reliving the daily routines we did. It was also funny watching my sister make up all this stuff to convince me to fuck my son. I didn't realize she was so much into mother-son sex. It really made her hot?"
I told her about how she insisted I call her mother and the resulting huge orgasms she had. I explained in detail the episode after our initial mother-son coupling and how my aunt came at me, yanked the rubber off, licked me clean, and mounted me like a bitch in heat. I also relayed my aunt's promise to fund my entire college costs if she could witness our coupling again. I could see a calculating look forming on Mom's face as she digested all the information.
Reaching for my crotch with both hands, one hand cupped my balls while the other stroked my still wet prick from our table fucking. As she bent down, she said, "Is this how she cleaned you after pulling off the rubber?" She licked up and down my shaft cleaning off all traces of our fucking.
"Oh yeah, that's how she did it, up and down, cleaning off every drop," I said as I enjoyed the moment. She continued licking, using her tongue to abrasively scrape the head when she was at the top.
"She thoroughly cleaned the head like you're doing. She also stuffed my prick in her mouth, maybe to keep it warm or perhaps to get it rock-hard for the ride she wanted," I teasingly said.
She wasted no time and lowered her mouth on my prick. She held onto the shaft with her hand and rotated her head around, thoroughly washing my prick with her tongue. She was as good a cocksucker as her sister, if not better. I was the one groaning now, receiving the pleasure of her mouth fucking. She bobbed up and down, sucking and massaging my entire shaft with her tongue with each stroke. I brushed her shoulder length hair to the back and gently caressed her ears while she worshipped my shaft. In no time at all, she had me rock-hard again.
Releasing my prick caused it to snap up against my stomach. She got out of her chair and straddled me. Grinning wide, she lifted her nightie, held my prick with one hand and impaled herself on my spear. She was still lubricated and I easily slid in.
She gasped in pleasure as her soft ass cheeks hit my legs with my prick fully enclosed in her snatch. Gripping my sides, she raised and lowered herself on my turgid pole. "Is this what she did? Did she ride my boy like a cowgirl? What a slutty sister I have!"
I raised my hands and pulled her nightie to the sides of her breasts. Cupping her soft mounds, I gently squeezed them while they were bobbing up and down.
Humping up to meet her thrusts, she stopped me. "No, Michael. Sit there and let me come on your wonderful prick. I can finish without you doing anything. Latch onto my nipples. Suck them hard!"
I wasted no time. Using my arms to pull her in, I locked onto a nipple and sucked as hard as I could. I switched to the other one and brought my hand around to tease her saliva soaked nipple. She was bucking up and down on my pole, twisting her pelvis in order to make contact with the sensitive parts of her pussy. She steadily groaned and I felt her pussy releasing juices as her body prepared for a contraction. I was staying hard and not close to a climax, letting Mom work her pussy to an orgasm at her own pace.
Rapidly panting, she shrieked, "Bite them, Michael!"
I lightly gripped her nipple with my teeth and scraped the sensitive surface.
"Harder dammit, do it!" she yelled, needing that final push. I bit down on the pointy tip and gently pulled it with my teeth. At the same time, I squeezed and twisted her other nipple as if I was trying to unscrew it from her breast.
"Oh...That's it...Oh damn...here it comes!"
I felt her juices pouring down my shaft as her pussy walls squeezed my prick, unsuccessfully trying to convince it to spew out a load of cum. After three or four much smaller orgasms than before, she pulled off, sat down on my legs and held on to my body. I could feel her relax and was content to hold her and stroke her back while she recovered.
I never did climax and now my prick was lodged between us while we were enjoying the moment. Mom tenderly kissed me. We kissed several more times, each lingering longer than the time before. Signaling me, my cock twitched to notify me he still needed attention. The look my mom gave me indicated she felt it too. Evidently, her small orgasms did not fully satisfy her as I could see rampant lust in her eyes again.
She didn't say anything when she got up from her chair, her nightie falling into place as she rose. She pushed my robe the rest of the way off and grabbed my hands to pull me up. Once standing, she pulled her nightie up and off, throwing it down on my robe. While looking at me, she raised her right leg as high as it would go and whispered, "Hold my leg, Sweetie."
I wrapped my arm underneath, not quite understanding what she was going to do. She wrapped her arms over my shoulders, locking them behind my neck and jumped up on me, holding me tight. I instinctively grasped her other leg and both of my hands moved down and firmly held her ass to keep her up and tight against me as she locked her legs behind me. She whispered, "I need one more thing done. Would you please be good enough to carry your tired old mother to our bedroom so I can show you."
"Of course, anything for my hot mom," I said. She wasn't heavy and I didn't have any problem carrying her to our room. It felt good the way she was hugging me so tight, her fat breasts squashed out between us. I thought about trying to jam my prick into her hairy snatch I knew was positioned above it. I decided not to try as I didn't want to wreck the close moment we were enjoying. As I lowered her down, her soggy patch of pussy hair left a trail of slime on my stomach.
I watched as she crawled up on the bed, lied down on her back and spread her legs in an inviting pose. Bringing her heels up to her ass caused her legs to form a perfect 'V'. Her hairy snatch was wide open and my prick was soon at full attention.
She smiled, knowing the effect she had on me and demanded, "Honey, I need one more thing. I want you to give your mother a seriously hard fucking. The harder, the better. Please make me the happiest mother in town and let me make you the happiest motherfucker in town."
I crawled up the bed on my knees and couldn't resist stroking up and down her long legs. They were so sexy and this is one of the first memories of her seduction I could vividly remember. I ran my hands up and down the bottom of her thigh. I kept progressing until I was touching her pussy lips when I got to the top of her thighs. She was relaxed and obviously enjoying the attention her boy was giving her. I ran my hands up both sides of her pussy and squeezed her lips together creating sensations of pleasure to run through her body. I grabbed a handful of bountiful pussy hair and gently tugged on it causing her pussy to open and shut.
She asked, "Do you like my hairy pussy? Would you like me to shave it bald for you? I can and will, if you want."
I didn't hesitate at all when I replied, "No, Mom. I like it the way it is. It's more motherly this way and a reminder that I'm fucking my own mother."
I ran the side of my palm down her groove making sure I ran it across her clit along the way. She jumped at my touch. I was spending a lot of time bringing her back so she could enjoy the fucking I promised to give her. Next, I grabbed each fat lip of her pussy and pulled and kneaded them. She was warming up fast, moaning and breathing hard again.
I stuck a finger in her pussy and explored her walls. I swirled it around as if I were stirring cream in my coffee. Sticking two more fingers in, I stroked in and out, making sure to scrape her walls each time. She was humping my hand and more juices were released into her hot hole. I continued until she was near a climax. I pulled them out resulting in a loud gasp of disappointment from Mom at the sudden absence of the prodding that was giving her pleasure.
It was time to move up to those wonderful breasts. My hands slowly explored up her smooth toned body until I was holding each breast. I squeezed and mauled them without touching her nipples. Her head was going from side to side moaning and I took this opportunity to lean down and kiss her. She instantly wrapped her hands around my head to keep our lips mashed together as we tongue fucked. I moved my hands to enclose her sensitive nipples and began teasing them, causing her once again to thrust her pelvis up seeking the hard cock she knew was hard, ready and close.
I moved forward and placed the head of my prick on the entrance to her steaming pussy. She instinctively bucked up trying to further insert it. I released her sensitive breast and wrapped my hands around her and held her tight as she kept humping. She was doing all the fucking, bucking up and down, only getting a few inches of cock but still enjoying the shallow fucking. I prevented her from gulping down more of my shaft into her hungry cunt. I was enjoying the moment and wanted it to last forever.
I raised my head just enough to look at her lust-filled face. Her eyes were closed and her face radiated pleasure as she enjoyed the moment. She humped her groin up trying to lock onto my hard cock. She sensed I was looking at her, opened her eyes and locked them onto mine. We were so connected she knew that this was my moment.
Verbal communication wasn't necessary. She lowered her pelvis to the bed in submission and no longer humped or tried to pull my cock into her starving pussy. Her face reflected the immense love she had for me and I could see that she was holding back her own carnal desires to satisfy my needs. I shoved my cock in another inch and she moaned in pleasure, maintaining her loving eye contact.
She moved her hands to my back and gently stroked up and down in a soothing manner, communicating her unconditional love. I was pushing my bare cock slowly into my mother and she was smiling and groaning in ecstasy. I relived the time up to this moment. Never would I have ever imagined this would happen. This far exceeded any fantasy I ever had.
The woman I loved was sacrificing her own pleasure to ensure my own sexual experience was complete. Each time my fat head would separate her pussy walls enough to move another inch, her cunt would quickly narrow down, tightly securing my shaft. I continued my journey to the back of her cavern until I was entirely buried in her clenching cunt. Her eyes and expression had turned to pleading, now that I was fully embedded in her hot pussy.
I slowly pulled my cock out to the entrance, enjoying the constant pussy contact, leaned down and kissed her. It was an open mouthed kiss, my tongue gently running over her hot lips. It was sensual and conveyed the deep love I had for her. I released her lips, raised up and our eyes met once again and communicated that now it was her turn.
I turned my concentration to pleasing this woman, my mother, who was solely focused on pleasuring her son. Raising my hands to her breasts, I twisted her nipples while I quickly drove my cock to the bottom of her hungry cunt. She screamed with delight as I repeated the hard assault on her slick pussy. There were no intelligible words coming out of her. Only shrieks and groans. I was pounding into her as hard as I could, attempting to give her the fucking she craved. Her legs were folded up to her side and her knees were touching the sides of her chest as I pounded in deep.
I continued until I could feel her mini-orgasms firing off. Pulling my rod back to her entrance, I grabbed her heels to pull her legs back down. I guided her feet to my back. She quickly wrapped them around my sides giving me a different angle of attack on her pussy. Once she was in position, I resumed slamming into her as hard as I could. Locking legs around me like a vice enabled her to lift her ass off the bed, allowing deeper access. Our groins were a frothy mess from the frenzied fucking.
I reached down and grabbed each ass cheek in my hands giving me even more control to push in deeper and harder. We fucked like this for a good ten minutes, each of us groaning and panting like rutting animals. Her hands were all over my back and sides, uncontrollably grabbing chunks of flesh when a wave of pleasure flooded her senses. Once again, I felt mini-orgasms firing off, so I backed off one more time before giving her the final release she needed.
She unwrapped her legs from my back and dropped them down on the bed. I raised my hands up to her breasts, kneading and mauling them. She spread her legs out further than I thought possible fully opening up her pelvic region enabling me to slam fully into her. I was getting deeper than I had ever been.
We were both out of breath and gasping for air. I eased up on her nipples and reached around and soothed her back as we continued to fuck. I kissed her and told her, "Aunt Brenda was right on one thing, she told me sex is much better when you do it with someone you love. This is the best sex I've ever had and it's because I love you so much. I'm ready, Mother. Come with me!"
She had a hard time talking but managed to say, "Yes, she was right about that. I'm ready to come, Sweetie. Squirt your load of sperm up your mother's hot cunt."
I plunged in a few more power strokes when I could feel my balls getting ready to release its load of baby batter. I shifted my hands back to her nipples to squeeze them to try to get her to climax with me. My cockhead was expanding with more blood filling it.
She could feel it and knew it was time. Her hot air covered my ear as she whispered, "Your Aunt Brenda was right about something else too. I'm not on birth control. Fill me with your hot sperm, motherfucker!" To emphasize her desire, she reached back, grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me in as hard as she could.
Hearing Mom tell me she was fertile set off alarm signals throughout my body. Any excess blood flowed to my prick. Every nerve ending fired off, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. My cock was larger than I'd ever thought possible. It's girth expanded so much that I was sure I'd have a burn rash with the friction from her tight pussy walls.
Thrusting hard, my stiff prick slammed against her hard back wall, squashing out the enlarged head. In perfect timing, her pussy walls clamped down to trap it in place and my balls instinctively sent out a load of hot sperm in an attempt to flood her womb, her eggs not having any chance to escape.
I continued to pump and fill her cavity with my virile, baby-making seed. Her pussy continued to milk every drop from my squirting prick as she screamed with uncontrolled lust. We were having the best fuck of our lives. She must have climaxed three or four times after my last spurt, her pussy trying to ensure she got every drop.
After her channel stopped contracting, I stopped pumping and collapsed on her, my prick still lodged in her cum-filled cunt. We kissed again, a tender post-fuck kiss. We had committed an illegal, incestuous coupling and we knew we were going to continue doing it. We were in it for the long haul. We stayed melded together and my cock eventually deflated and fell out while we were still holding each other. I rolled off her and no words were spoken as we relaxed from the exhausting fuck.
Once recovered, we talked about the journey up to this point and how deeply we felt about each other. We kissed tenderly several times, gently stroked each other and just talked, enjoying each other's company. We talked about my aunt's involvement and at one point Mom said, "I think I owe your aunt, my slutty sister, a little lesson for sexually abusing my poor boy."
I was afraid of what she was going to say to my aunt. I cared a great deal for her and she did bring Mom and me together so I felt I owed her some allegiance. I defended her, pleading, "Mom, she did bring us together. Don't be too hard on her."
She smiled, picked up the phone and held it so I could hear while she called her sister. They exchanged the usual greetings before she changed her tone. Mom has this way of projecting seriousness in her voice. This was one of those times. She told my aunt there was a problem with her son, Mike and she wanted her to come to our house to address the issue.
I could hear my aunt hesitate and try to stall for time. She hadn't heard from me since she first coupled Mom and me, so she didn't know what to expect. She made up some excuse to not show up for a day or two. Mom told her that maybe she should contact the church elders and see what they thought about the minister's wife arranging a son to seduce his mother. That caught my aunt off-guard and she quickly dismissed her delaying tactics. She agreed to come down this evening to discuss it.
They curtly ended the conversation and as my mom hung up the phone she was giggling as she put it in the charger. She turned back to face me and explained my part in her plan. Once again, I would be involved in a plan from one of these sisters that ended with me fucking one of them. I didn't complain.
We worked in the garden, had lunch and relaxed in the afternoon. We took our showers and anxiously awaited my aunt's arrival. We were both wearing robes that were similar to the ones we had worn at my aunt's place last week. Brenda showed up on time and looked worried but was still friendly, greeting my mother and me. She tried to make eye contact to get a feeling of what was happening but I avoided her.
Mom initiated her plan as she turned to Brenda and explained, "I felt we had a good relationship when we finished the program you put us through, but some problems have come up dealing with Mike. I 'm not sure if I can explain it that well as it pertains to the way we communicate with each other. I think the best solution is for you to act like me and I'll have Mike interact with you to demonstrate the problem."
My aunt was puzzled but agreed to whatever Mom wanted, trying to calm the situation. Mom handed her a folded up piece of clothing and told her to go into the spare room and change into it and come back out to the living room. Soon after she went in, my aunt called out to Mom, "Sis, what bra do you wear with this? I can't figure out what would work with it."
My mom responded, "No bra, it's how I sleep. You don't sleep with a bra, do you?"
I didn't hear any answer from my aunt and soon after, she walked out into the living room. She was wearing Mom's see-through nightie and it looked as good on her as it did my mom. Her breasts weren't as full as mom's but they still proudly pushed up the material and her nipples were clearly visible. I noticed she had left her panties on.
Mom walked around to survey her and when she got to her backside, she reached up under the nightie and pulled my aunt's panties down to the floor. Mom said, "I don't sleep with panties on either."
My aunt was blushing as Mom continued to be in control. Satisfied we were ready, Mom spoke to both of us. "Okay, Mike. I want you to talk and act to Brenda as you would me. I want you to call her Mom and act the same as you do during the evening with me. Sis, act like Mike is your son and you're his mother. This will more accurately portray the problems. Okay, Mike. Pretend we're done for the night and it's time to retire to our rooms. Escort your mother to her room to say goodnight."
I walked over to my aunt and wrapped my arm around her waist to pull her hot body close to me and led her to our bedroom. I stopped at the bottom of the bed, faced my aunt and said, "It's been such a wonderful evening being with you, Mom. Have I told you how beautiful you look in your nightie? You have to be the hottest mother in town. I love being with you."
I hugged her tight, lightly stroking her back, going lower each time and finally reaching down to cup her nightie covered ass. My aunt wasn't sure what to say, so my mom instructed her. "Okay, Sis. Remember, you're the mom now. Say what you think a mother should say when he does that. You need to act like you're his mother for this to work."
I squeezed and massaged her hot ass cheeks, prompting my aunt to stutter, "Mike, you shouldn't do that to your mother. A nice hug is all we need to do."
"Mom, it's just skin. Remember what the church program taught us. There's nothing wrong with us touching each other."
I raised my hands again to her back hugging her close and leaned down and kissed her. I opened my mouth and rolled my tongue across her lips until she responded with her tongue. While we were kissing, I dropped my hand down to the front of her nightie, reached in and captured one of her meaty breasts.
She jerked at the touch and hated to say anything as it was bringing back memories of us together. She allowed me to knead and squeeze her meaty mound for several minutes before acting like a mother objecting. She hardheartedly scolded, "You shouldn't do that to your mother, either. I know it's just skin, but it's still improper to feel your mother's breasts."
It was obvious she was heating up more from the play acting than the touching. My mother moved behind my aunt and whispered softly to her, "You see, Sis. There's the problem. It's wrong, but doesn't it feel good when he's holding your breasts? And when he teases your nipples? Doesn't it really excite you?"
I followed Mom's lead and teased my aunt's nipple as she talked. I taunted, "You know what I like best from my childhood, Mom? The best experience ever?"
"No, Mikey. What?" my aunt huskily asked as I twisted her nipple.
"This," I replied as I bent down and sucked her nipple in my mouth. I ran my tongue around her sensitive tip and was sucking so hard I thought it might pop off. This brought a sharp intake of breath from my aunt and she instinctively put her hands behind my head to pull me firmly to her soft tit. She feebly feigned resistance again with, "Oh, that feels so good, but it's not proper for a grown son to suckle on his mother's breasts."
Mom whispered, "You see, that's the next problem. You say it's not proper, but you're doing the same thing I do. You're pulling your son into your breast to feed. It's driving you crazy now, isn't it? I bet you can feel your hot pussy getting wet from your son sucking on your tit."
My aunt was groaning from the nipple teasing and the talk Mom was doing. She was heating up fast. She had her eyes closed enjoying the moment as I'm sure she hasn't had a good climax since we were together a couple of days ago. Mom moved around to my back and pulled my robe off one arm at a time so as not to break my aunt out of her mood. I was now nude, my hard prick jutting obscenely out toward my aunt's nightie covered, bald cunt.
I progressed according to mom's plan and while latched on to her nipple I moved my hand down to the top of her thigh and slowly ran it up on the inside toward her steaming pussy. My aunt lowered her hand and placed it on mine, acting like she wanted to stop my progress.
I moved her hand away and placed it on my stiff prick. She instantly wrapped her hand around it and stroked. I moved my hand back up under her nightie and cupped her hot pussy. It was leaking as Mom had said. I ran my fingers up and down her slit, rolling her clit between my fingers. She was moaning loudly and couldn't even feign a motherly scold.
Mom went back to whisper in her ear. "See what he does, you acted like a good mother and tried to stop him. Your motherly duty was fulfilled. You tried to thwart his advances, but he overpowered you. When he placed your hand on his marvelous prick, you didn't care whether he touched your throbbing pussy anymore, did you? It's such a nice cock, isn't it? Your son's cock. You have your hand wrapped around your son's prick and he has his hand on the pussy you were trying to protect. You wish he'd jam something up your hot throbbing cunt, perhaps your own son's fingers. Oh, but that would be so wrong and nasty."
I followed Mom's lead and jammed three fingers into her juicy snatch and assaulted it in earnest. She was beyond acting anymore. She wanted to fuck and didn't care about the pretend church program, or helping a mother-son relationship, she wanted to be fucked.
With my mom's help, we lowered my willing aunt to the edge of the bed and laid her back so her pussy was in perfect position for entry. I continued to feast on her breasts switching back and forth while fingering her pussy with my hand. She was leaking profusely and was ready to come.
Concentrating solely on building her close to an orgasm, I fought off the urge to get too excited. The hardest part of Mom's plan was to bring my aunt to a climax without coming myself. Mom wanted to save me for her pleasure. Brenda's excitement level was elevated high enough it wouldn't take much more stimulation. I lifted up from her breasts to kiss her. We had a hot tongue battle for a minute before I croaked, "Mom, you make me so hot. Your pussy is on fire. Let me help you. I'm going to shove my fat, hard prick up your cunt. I want you to come with me, Mom!"
I kissed her again, raised my hands to her breasts to twist her nipples before ramming my prick in as hard as I could. There would be no gentle fucking this time. I had to bring her off fast. Mom leaned over and helped by whispering more in my aunt's ear. "See, he did it. Your son is stuffing his fat cock up your cunt and you can't help it. Oh, it feels so good. You can feel it tearing through your soft, sensitive pussy walls, can't you? You want to come on your son's cock, don't you?"
She was starting to climax. I rammed in furiously until I felt her coming. She was releasing a lot of juice and her cunt was rippling up and down my cock. It felt so good I continued to thrust a couple more times after she was done climaxing, but decided to stop before I blew my own load. I slowly pulled out of her drenched pussy. She was lying still with her eyes closed and breathing heavily, coming down from her orgasm.
According to plan, I began to tell my side of the story, directing my speech toward my aunt but demonstrating with my mother. Mom moved close to me, still cloaked in her robe. I explained, "Auntie, I don't think it's all my problem as my mother keeps insisting. You see the nightie she wears. It screams fuck-me, doesn't it? You certainly look stunning in it, so you can imagine how my mother fills it out. Let me show you her goods."
With that, I pulled mom's robe off her shoulders and it fell to her waist, still held by her belt. Her breasts were a delight to look at, although I'd see them plenty of times. I ran my hands up, cupped them, lifted them as if on display, showing them off to my aunt. Brenda was up on her elbows and observing through hazed eyes. I continued, "See how perky they are? They are so full, soft and fleshy. I love squeezing them."
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