I was waiting at the Arrivals Gate waiting for my mum, who other than video chat I hadn't seen for three years. I was hoping the tall elegant, mature, busty greying redhead behind her sunglasses hadn't noticed me watching her unfettered tits dance under her sheer dress, the perky nipples gyrating a cheeky, teasing dance as she strode out that gave me a hard on...
...and a few hours later, and for the next many months, I would be making sensual, stimulating love with that woman.
In my late 30's life had worked out pretty well, if somewhat varied. I had divorced and due to a great job opportunity with free schooling my teacher wife and kids had moved a long way away, but I had them for the holidays, online chat most days and talked weekly. Not ideal, not bad.
My parents divorced around the same time, dad remarried an old school flame and moved back to his hometown. Absolutely perfect late life love match.
Mum...well on a holiday she fell in with what my sister and I thought was a bit of an old letch Surgeon, though about her age, from Southern Europe and moved there with him, but they didn't marry. She was an elegant, tall, willowy (as in, tiny titties) woman who stayed active and always looked younger, I hadn't noticed how Hot she was until ten years ago when she went swimming with my kids and flat tits or not, her perky nipples often caught the eye... I started to really fancy her.
But the old letch had some money and splashed it her way. So... She had money, a passport, was free to move around, so just as long as she was happy, we were.
Until she rang me unexpectedly, which was unusual, we spoke regularly but on a schedule. I hadn't seen her for about three years and it seemed we had both moved on. But...well, he was an old letch and she caught him having sex with a med school intern. And it wasn't the first such betrayal with an intern. Or the second, third, fourth...it was getting just too humiliating for her. Really it wasn't a great surprise.
Could she come and stay way with me for a bit, to take a break? I had a spare room, well two rooms for the kids, and my sister didn't have any spare rooms. Sure.
So there I was waiting for my mum, lusting over this busty beauty and her display of perky nipple dancing...until she walked up to me, put down her carry on bag, took off the sunglasses ...
"Didn't think you had recognised me..." Mum said. Mum!? Mum wasn't, at least hadn't been, in any way busty.
"Or them..." she added, puffing out her chest and wiggling her tits from side to side...I just couldn't take my eyes off them.
"No...sorry mum...I didn't...they weren't...they aren't...like they were..." I spluttered, embarrassed to be caught out letching by my mum...at my mum. But a mum Not Like I Knew Her.
"Well he is a bloody good surgeon! Oh give your mum a hug, she needs it!" She spread her arms out to hug, which just pushed her big tits out even tighter against her dress.
Without thinking I let her embrace me and she squeezed in tight, a hug she needed. In my ear she whispered...
"Oh, my boy really is pleased to see his old mum!" As she pushed herself against my rock had cock.
"Oh God, yes!" As I pushed myself against her, not really thinking it through. This was my mother and I was almost dry humping her in Arrivals.
"Well let's not rush the Welcome Home!" She gently pulled herself away and we looked into each others eyes, she smiled broadly; "after the last few months getting a welcome like that is just what this old girl needed!"
I looked her up and down again, letting my gaze linger on her bust, a bust that still didn't compute with being my mum's tiny tits.
"Not such an old girl for sure, and that's a welcome you certainly deserve!" I spluttered, still more than a bit discombobulated.
"i will be 60 soon! Could you grab my bag Drew, I am desperate for a proper coffee!" So we headed over to the Cafe, we chatted about her main luggage coming over by courier, me saying what a good idea so we didn't have to fart about at Baggage. I was trying to get my thoughts in order and stop lusting for my mum...whilst sneaking more than glances at her bouncing boobs.
"I know, I should wear a bra but underwear is so uncomfortable on a flight!" She laughed. I nearly tripped over as she turned her back to me and leant a little forward as she pulled her dress forward to be tight over her buttocks, as I thought it, she said it "No panties!"
"Jeez Mum I...I...jeez." I admired my mums bum for a second before she turned and we walked on, I wanted to drop behind a get more of a look but went ahead to order the coffees.
We chatted over the coffees, she needed to off load about her ex. He had ignored her now for months, once the thrill of her new boobs wore off. We had about an hour drive home so got the shuttle to the car, I was openly ogling her as she moved, bent down, and she knew, smiled and laughed...she had been explaining how neglected and overlooked she had been feeling and was enjoying the attention.
In the car she turned the heated seat on and snuggled down for a snooze. After a while, thinking she was asleep, I reached across to brush her thigh. Mum had always been pretty but this new voluptuousness inspired a desire to fuck her I knew was wrong.
Her hand came up, I thought to push mine away. But she gently took my hand and guided over her crotch and pushed my fingers down, through the thin, clingy dress I could feel her vulva, the cunt I have been pushed out of close to 40 years earlier.
"Mmm...that's nice..." she murmured, she seemed still half asleep.
"I think I better stop Mum."
"For now, Drew, just for now."
"Mum...I..."
"Later, Darling, but soon."
**************
When we got home I rather fumbled opening the door.
"I desperately need need a piss, shit and a shower Darling, in that order, show me the way!" So I dropped her bag and headed up the corridor and showed her in to the bathroom. "Please get me a long cold drink, not booze!"
"Of course Mum, it'll be on the hall table."
"Oh don't be silly, bring it in for me!" So off I went, heart pounding...I was sure she was as horny as I was, I went into the bathroom. The shower was running, warmed up, she had one of the towels wrapped round her and took the drink, looking in to my eyes.
"I think you need a shower as well."
"Oh God yes Mum...you are fucking gorgeous!"
"Well take your clothes off Drew!" So I stripped, quickly, down to my Jocks, which were sticking out as my cock was rock hard. She reached over and pulled them down and my stiff stander bounced up.
"Now that is a lovely welcome!" She stepped forward, dropped the towel and we hugged, like back in Arrivals, she pushed her crotch against my cock.
"Show me I am still a Woman...its been so long...Want me Darling!"
I knelt down, to be eye level with her cunt, the glorious vagina was thinly covered with pubes, so i could see the vulva had birthed me was opening like a beautiful flower, a drop of piss still lingered on her urethra. I put my hands around her on her buttocks to lick that glorious cunt.
"Oh my Darling...I haven't...not there...no one has..." she muttered as I pushed my face in and started to run my tongue up the labia lips and around her swollen clitoris, which had pushed out of its sheath. she might be 60 soon, but her cunt was beginning to juice itself.
"i havent showered." she moaned. i just pulled on her buttocks and drove her cunt in to my mouth...i liked cunts tasty like that, pushing her clitoral mound hard into my mouth.
"Oh God i am going to fall down!" she cried out, her knees trembling so i pulled away. "No one has ever...kissed me there before...oh my..."
I stood up, her cunt juices on my lips, leant forward and kissed her, sharing those glorious juices with her. i grabbed her large, plump and firm right tit and my mouth went to her nipple and consumed it with urgency sucking it and as much of her tit as i could into my mouth, my right hand went to her right nipple and pinched it, they were both hard and perky, thimble type nipples that stuck out with little aureole.
"Oh God my Son, my Son i want you, lets shower and then you can fuck Mummy...Mummy needs to be wanted by you..."
Mummy would find out just how much I wanted her, and it wasnt any less than she wanted me.
I had met Mum in Airport Arrivals a few hours earlier, despite at first not recognising her. She had always been tall and willowy, yes adding a few pounds with the years but staying in good shape. She had on Arrival, though, been much enhanced by her Surgeon ex-, as looking out for the flat chested Mum I knew, I was lusting over a beautiful, voluptuous, bouncy, full breasted woman ... who walked up, greeted and embraced me. My New Mum indeed.
When we hugged my very obvious arousal she took as the compliment it was, after the cruel philandering of Ex- it met a need we all have to feel, well, wanted, really, really wanted, indeed desired. And so a few flirty hours later she stood before me, both naked, aroused, the hot shower ready to wash the Flight Grime away. We stepped under the overhead spray.
Mum turned 60 soon, but she had looked after herself, like never smoked, drank moderately, ate sensibly and lead an active lifestyle. Boy, she looked good and her new tits looked magnificent, plump, perky but not so much they looked obviously false. Yes there was some cellulite rouund her ass and thighs, some saggy belly flesh, but I ran my hand over admiring by touch and look, lathering the soap on her, as she did on me. As it rinsed off she stood upright, sqaured herself up. tits thrust out, a mature and confident woman naked before me.
"It's lovely to see you looking at me like that my Baby Boy. i have missed feeling wanted.". She looked me up and down, limgering on my shaven cock and balls, reached out and gently stroked my, rather our dick as we once had both shared it. "How long have you been shaven."
"Oh years...I, we loved a bit of CBT and the rings and things play merry hell with pubes."
"CBT? Cognitive..."
"Oh no, Cock and Ball Tourture, its a kink, great for foreplay, her squeezing, crushing and slapping my balls gave my ex a real power kick, that and pegging."
"Ooh...I thought men couldn't take having their testicles played with. And what is pegging?"
"Oh mum...I have some fun things to show you." Pegging I would explain, hopefully by getting her to do it, but later. First a fuck, to get myself back into the cunt that birthed me and shoot a long dry spell load into my Mum.
"Well i doubt it can beat what you have shown me already, I need to...to really feel really wanted."
She turned round and I soaped and lathered her down from neck to feet, then moved back up to pay especial attention to her soft, plump ass and and teasing my fingers into her ass crack. As I gently stroked and teased her anus she gasped...
"No one has ever touched me there, its very...personal, intimate."
"Turn round, your turn!" I said, passing the bar of soap to her and mum began soaping me down. starting at the top running down my back and over my buttocks. i spread my legs and bent forward slightly, I really enjoyed anal play and hoped she would, I reached round each side to spread my bum cheeks apart. I had been touched there before...and loved it.
My puckered pink anus was on display to my Mum, the water would make it glisten, could feel it pulsing.
"So glad you keep you nails short Mum, push the soap into me..."
"Into you...your..."
"My anus mum, use the soap to clean and lube then finger me."
"Oh...gosh, I thought that is a Gay thing?" But she began to push the soap into my anus and it felt so much better when someone else did it. in the years since our spilt, i hadn't been with anyone let alone do anal, other than masturbation.
"Oh thats good, now finger me Mum, it's so personal...so sensitive."
"Oh my Boy, so much new you have me trying out already..." she ran her finger round my anal sphincter, she was clearly nervous so I reached round behind and pushed her hand so her finger slid in. Then I moved her out, in, out a a gentle rhythm she took over and that made my anus start to glow.
"Oh God Mum that feels good...another finger?"
"I thought ...your an...err..."
"Anus mum, its just my anus."
"Yes! Tighter, I thought your anus would be tighter."
"When you see the toys you will know why its not. Push a couple more in Mum, its making me so hard and horny."
"Mmmm i can feel...". her left hand reached round and stroked my cock, which hadn't been so hard in literally years. "Like this?". two more fingers slid in, not stretching me fully but more, so much more pleasurably. it felt so intimate and personal, anal always did.
"Oh yes, yes...but stop I don't want to cum just yet."
"You were close?" She eased her fingers and i squeezed to help push them out, and stopped stroking my cock. I turned round absolutely burning with lust and desire, cock and anus glowing from her loving touch. Clutching my mum behind her head i drove in for a tongue deep kiss and we clamped our bodies together.
"Very close. A couple more strokes or thrusts."
"Why stop?". I unlocked my lips and pulled back a little to look my mum right in the eyes.
"it's been a few years since I have been with someone Mum and my first load is going to be a big one, I want it to fill your cunt again, this time with my cock and fill you with my baby juice!"
"Oh my it's wonderful to be wanted like that!" she laughed, "From behind, take me from behind my Son, I have never been done like that...so much new tricks to try."
We stopped the shower and quickly towelled down, an urgency to get into the bedroom....
My room is at at back Mum." I said as I led mum through the living room, we were both still naked, still air drying a bit from the shower, she had grabbed the baby oil bottle, which was quite teasing for what she wanted next. In our rush returning from the airport I had used the front annex guest bathroom, well I had made it ready for Mum...well the Mum I had expected, not the pneumatic Cougar who after months of betrayal really needed to feel wanted and desired. Which I most lustfully did.
"Your ass is very peachy." She gave me a sharp slap. "Still got that mark from when Sissy shot you in the ass!" She laughed at what had always been a family joke. It had only been an air rifle, but it had hurt!
"It was deliberate you know, but everyone believed Miss Prissy." Well, even thirty year on some things still rankled and my prissy sissy big sister had got away with most things. "Want another drink before we..." I hesitated about speaking dirty to Mum even after what we had done in the shower.
"Fuck my Boy, we are going to fuck!" She laughed. "Just be a good Boy and do what Mummy tells you!" She playfully slapped my ass, then with a touch of nervousness asked "Is that OK darling?"
We were by my bed now, I turned round, cock bobbing and pulsing at what felt like a powerfully, dangerously erotic moment. For once I looked at her eyes and not her mesmerizing tits. I had forgotten just how gorgeous her green eyes were.
"No need to be nervous Mum, of course its OK if you want to take charge, why wouldnt it be?"
"Oh my Boy! So far the few Men I have had...no...they had me, they just always took over, on top pumping like a rabbit. Sex was always at their pace, pushed down under them, on my back, their driving themselves in to me...by the time I felt I could say anything they were all cum and done."
"Jeez Mum, that is sad to hear. Giving over control to my ex was a big turn on for us both, she really got fired up by it and, well, I could just relax, let her do the work and really enjoy the ride!"
"That sounds more like it! Oh my Boy, why didn't we try this years ago! Well go and get those drinks and I hope Mummy will have a lovely welcome back for you." She turned me round and playfully slapped my ass again. "Shut the door and wait, just wait for Mummy to say it's OK to come back in!"
A couple of minute later, drinks in hand, I was outside the door and cleared my throat.
"May I come in?"
"Just wait a moment. Are you still hard?"
"Oh God yes, still hard for you Mum!"
"In that case, I hope you will enjoy the view! Come in!"
Well...I nearly dropped the drinks, but managed to put them down, as I just wanted to rush to my Mum and ravish her. Facing away from the door she had knelt, legs splayed, a towel put out beneath her groin, she was on the edge of the bed, back side up, face down and turned to the side. She had oiled herself and whilst her plump, cellulite rippled ass glistened delightfully, my eyes were drawn to her asshole and cunt, both on full display, the oil making them shimmer. it was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen.
"Cunt not ass Boy!" she told me, reaching back with both hands and spreading her labia to open up the stunning vulva. Almost forty years since I had last been there, but the on the way out, I was about to reenter my Mum's glorious, gaping vagina.
I wasn't going to argue. But that pink-brown, tight puckered anus would have its day, but I could wait to sodomize Mum for what would surely be her first buggering.
"Slide you cock back up my cunt my Son, its been too long without you up there!" She told me and I stepped forward, guiding my cock to her long gash, as the glans spread her outer labia she reached back and guided my cock head back into the cunt that birthed me. She rocked back gently with a little pressure needed, after pushing out her two kids, her vulva was stretched loose, well I couldn't complain as that was my fault, her vagina consumed my cock. I started to thrust.
"No my Boy! Stay still, I want to control this!" She snapped out sharply, my Mum indeed giving her wayward Son some correction as she had her own plan for our first fuck. Putting my hands on her hips just to steady myself, I stood dead still, glad I wasn't kneeling. Gently she rocked back and forward, at a much slower pace than I would naturally have set. She increased her movement, pushing her ass cheeks hard into my groin to get my deepest penetration possible into her vagina. Boy did it feel good, with my mum totally in control, she was making the slower pace, very very sensual.
She rocked further forward, pulling away slightly my cock slipped out but she guided the glans to ease my engorged cock back in. She left her fingers at the base of my cock, running a finger teasingly over its base. With her other hand I felt her begin to work her clitoris, my balls pushing against them at my deepest entry.
"I...have...wanted...this..." She moaned out one word for each thrush back and forth "...oh...my...darling...keep...still...". I braced myself again, resisting the instinctive desire to pound into her at a much more frenetic pace.
i was getting close and felt her begin to tremble and move more jerkily.
"I am close Mummy." I panted.
"Oh...just...just..." she somehow twisted herself as she pushed back on my cock, which was like suddenly turning up the stimulation to a level I rarely experienced, it took me over the edge and impulsively I drove my cock in deep to gush my cum in to my mum.
"Oh mummy...." I gasped as the ejaculation after a three year drought, masturbation is just not the same intensity, gushed out of me...Mum kept her movement up, not letting me stop being fucked by her, and I gushed a second,..third...a fourth absolutely drained me.
"Keep...keep...keep..." She moaned, upping the pace, driving herself harder and pounding my balls against her clitoris, on the last back stroke she convulsed and I felt a warmth come out over me, my own cum, her cunt juices and an urgent gush of piss.
"Oh...oh...." She couldn't get her breath, neither could I, and fell forward to be flat on her face, legs akimbo, her labia spread wide, glowing red, engorged with the blood flow from our passion. My cum and her cunt juice oozing from her gaping vagina, a slow trickle of piss from her urethra staining the towel. it was the most beautiful thing I had seen for a long time.
I fell onto my knees on the bed and led on top of her, my still hard cock pushed into her buttocks. Like her I couldn't catch my breath to speak so kissed her on the nape of the neck, snatching a breath...instinctively we rolled together so I was spooning her.
"Oh Mummy!"
woke up with Mum nestled against me, our naked bodies pressed together, the morning light soft through the curtains. She was on her back breathing gently, I slipped the sheet gently down and for a few minutes just lay there mesmerized by the way her full tits moved, crowned by the nipples that had suckled me for my first few months.
It was the morning after my sensually enhanced mum had met me at Arrivals, and we had ignited and explored a mutual lust for each other.
It had come out of the blue...or had it? The last few years in our weekly chats I had told Mum I was in a dating drought. The last few months she had been sharing the betrayal of her ex- and frustration, she felt for the first time, of not being wanted. So we had shared unhappiness with our celibacy and so clearly underlying our reunion was a mutual unrequited sexual need.
And so last night after almost forty years since Mum's vagina pushed me out I pushed myself my cock back up my birth-cunt to gloriously cum in my mum.
Lying there thinking about it made me hard again, Mum must have felt my cock pulsing gains her thigh as she stirred awake and opened her eyes and looked into mine.
"Mmm Darling, I do love the way you show me you want...you desire me!"
"Oh yes Mum! From the moment I saw you...your new tits jiggling towards me in Arrivals, wow what a sexy woman!"
"Well I sure noticed then and thank you for your..." she stroked the underside of my cock, which felt so sensitive my cock throbbed again. "...mmm Darling you are an impressive man for sure, last night...well I thought I had orgasmed before but last night...well before it's like I was in the foothills and that was...wow, not sure I have the words. But...did I...piss on you?"
She blushed, I guessed she was embarrassed about releasing some piss as she climaxed. "Mum, a bit of pee when you came is actually compliment! It's not unusual to gush some piss if you really, really come hard. I actually find it kinky turn on."
"Really? It's never happened to me before."
"Well no, not if you were only in the foothills!" I laughed.
We chatted on, me reassuring her it was nothing to worry about, that I. Fact I really did have pissing as a kink. It was clearly another new kink to her and this one she took a while to get her head around. My hard on had eased a bit and synchronized rumbling tummies had me off to the kitchen. Breakfast was stocked up ready, in our phone calls mum had asked, indeed demanded, I would serve up "her famous" bacon sandwiches with her morning coffee.
"Wow I really, really missed a proper bacon sandwich!"
"Learnt from the expert mum!" We snuggled together after eating, the coffees in one hand, stroking each other with the free hand.
"Getting cheeky again!" She said, running her fingers up and down my stiffening cock.
"So I should with us being naked like this."
"Well,it's not just you getting aroused. I need you to fuck your slut mum my darling, fuck your slut mum fast and hard."
I didn't need to think about it or hesitate, she stretched out, I slid over her, lifting my crotch up to allow Mum to gently guide my stiff cock into her cunt. "Make me your slut Baby, fuck me your way." I thrust into her and pumped away, fast and furious this time.
"Take this slutty mummy!"
"Yes I am! Fuck your slutty mummy fast, faster!" My cock was ramming in-out as hard and powerfully as I could, which was completely different to the night before. This wasn't sensual like that, this was more urgent, animal. Her vagina was quite loose, well it had stretched to push me out, so the sensations were building slowly as I pounded her cunt to cum in my slut mum.
"Oh my Darling..." she reached down to work her clitoris, her fingers also stroking my cock shaft. I was getting to the edge and hunting for the ejaculation I was thrusting my cock all the way out and she guided me back into her.
Then I went over, still humping hard, I slipped out as my cum squirted over her vulva and then rammed in for another burst to jet inside her. But I knew I could keep going a bit longer, I could make a second orgasm and ejaculation if I just kept pounding my mums glorious cunt.
The semen helped me slide in and out more easily, I was consumed with this lust to breed my mum again. Her legs suddenly clamped round my back and she convulsed hard under me.
"Oh...fuck...". She gasped, I couldn't say a word, I was sweating with the exertion and couldn't catch my breath to speak. And then, suddenly, I went from close to over the orgasmic edge and just fell exhausted onto mum, my cock gushing a second load of cum inside her. Breed mum, breed...
I had never fucked like that before.
"Wow!" She gasped, I just lay over her trying to catch my breath and say something.
"That...was...you...made...me...yours!" She murmured breathlessly in my ear.
"Darling Mummy!" I croaked, withdrawing from her and feeling the slick, sloppy mix of cum and cunt juice oozing from her. I slid down to look at her cunt, her whole crotch glowed red from the pounding of my body on hers. Her labia were puffy and red, the long, swollen, cunt lips glistening like those streaks of bacon I had been cooking just now. At the apex her clit stood up proud, about the size of my thumb's top joint. The mix of cum and cunt juice looked like mayonnaise on a bacon sandwich.
I buried my mouth into her crotch, wrapping my lips around mum's clitoris. Our mixed juices were salty sweet. Almost immediately mum put her hands around the back of my head and pushed it down, making small, urgent pulses to slide her clit in-out of my lips.
I couldn't actually breathe and was just about to have to push away from mum when she crushed my face down, threw her hands up, more juices gushed from her cunt and some piss spat out, stinging my eyes. I gasped for breath, my brain fried and with the effort as she fell back, we were trembling in ecstasy, both equally out of breath.
Physically drained, I slid up her like a seal over ice and then to one side, mutually embracing, drained, breathless and just quietly hugged.
After the passionate, pulsating, pounding love making, mum and I snuggled silently for awhile, both recovering in body and mind. We then rather stiff and sore showered, yes, just showered as we were both spent for now, and we agreed to head out for the day, to show Mum around.
Mum only had her carry on bag for clothes, most of her luggage was coming by courier, due to arrive tomorrow morning. It was a lovely late summer day, the sun streaming in.
"This ok?" She pulled on a light, white linen summer knee length dress and turned round, the sun catching it from the side.
"Wow Mum, that looks more than OK." The thin material was slightly see through and her buttocks, tits and especially her dark nipples were obvious. She looked in the mirror.
"Surely I should put bra and panties on."
"Surely not mum, your tits and ass look fabulous so flaunt them!"
"And my poor puffy, pounded cunt." She lifted the dress, her vulva still looked swollen from this mornings (over) exertions.
"Just watch out for a breeze mum!" I laughed, excited to be taking my gorgeous mum out, in that nearly not there dress.
"So what are the tightest shorts you have son? If you want to flaunt me, I want to show off you!"
I went over to my wardrobe, dropped the cargo shorts and jocks, pulling on a pair of black Lycra under shorts that clung tight around my ass, cock and balls. There was no way she would let me go out displayed so clearly.
"Ooh yes darling, that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination."
"Mum I can't go out in these?"
"Not in town perhaps but I do just love to see you all displayed like that!"
We headed out to the nearby small town to smooch round, Mum getting many admiring, and not a few disapproving looks at the sensual display she was putting on. The young waiter at the lunchtime cafe fluttered round our outside table, over attentive and finding excuses to be around, desperately trying to look down Mum's bust. She smirked at him and leaned a bit forward so he could get a good look! it was a real turn on to see my slut mum being ogled like that.
"You OK Mum?"
"Oh yes darling, just a little sore, I never had my legs pushed so far apart or with such force like this morning. God you were magnificent!"
"That was something else...I was...I had never before been so consumed by the animal need to fuck... maybe too much?"
"No! oh no! You made me, make me feel like I am the most desirable woman in your world and that feels...giddying, thrilling! I just need to get a bit more fuck fit for you!" She reached across to hold hands. "To feel you wanting me with such passion was, is, very..." She looked round searching for a word. "Well for a woman my age, well past her prime, oh I had never been desired like that and to wanting to be...to be needed and taken like that, so all consuming, is very flattering...yes, very, very flattering!"
"I reckon this is your prime Mum, walking up at arrivals you looked so confident, bold, beautiful and sexy. Then when I realised it was you and you hugged and pushed against my hard on...well it just seemed to...to fire up a latent desire I must have had for you and...well, it's been a wonderful, an amazing last day or so."
"Long may it continue!"
"For sure from me, right now I want you to stay with me for good, not just a few weeks. It's wonderful to be with you."
"So you want to try and force yourself back up my cunt again! So glad, it was much, much more pleasurable than forcing you out my cunt almost forty years ago ago. Oh my sweet Baby, I have been needing to feel wanted, to feel desired like that again for a long time. Your dad's fire ran out years before we split and the surgeon seemed a real charmer at first but....well I think he just needed a taller mature woman for before-after to put on his website."
"Oh...so there are photos of your tits on the web?". She took my phone, did a quick search and showed me...definitely her before and after tits. "Wow you look good Mum."
"You don't mind them being there?"
"Well...he did them for free." She nodded. "Then its fair enough. Even if not to my mind it is great to see you like that, absolutely be proud, you look great, nothing to be ashamed of."
"I need a photo of you topless, naked, for my phone!"
"Me too! That would be fun to do together."
"Oh sure would, do you know a little beach we could go to this afternoon, it's so lovely and hot, and take some naughty pictures of and for each other, what a blast that would be!"
And so an hour or so later we were walking down to a small, very secluded sandy cove I had skinny dipped and taken nudes with my ex before. But it was much better being there with Mum, her body dancing provocatively under that barely there dress and the thought of us posing naked, outside and making some flirty, naughty photos together was just too tantalising.
"Oh wow, that is a lovely little spot...it's not there one moment, turn a corner and it just opens up to this lovely little beach. Wow darling, this is worthy of a any photo shoot!
She walked over the pebbles at the back, onto the sand and pulled up her dress and was immediately naked, dress in one hand, her handbag in the other, a gorgeous greying-red, headed goddess striding across the sand. She turned round as I dropped the beach bag, whipped off my shirt and then, well, you don't whip off tight Lycra shorts, I rather slowly unpeeled them, setting my cock free to bounce and throb.
"Remember sweetheart, we are here for sexy, not sex!"
"As you say Mum!" Now whilst seeing her standing there was very erotic, I had tried sex on a beach, this beach, with my ex and pushing and grinding sand into each other's sticky and sensitive parts was far more "fuck that hurts" than "fuck that's good", so much so that it wasn't to be repeated, ever. Naked on a sandy beach, yes, sex, no.
So we were going to get sexy taking some photos on the deserted, beautiful sunny, late summer beach...
For the second wonderful day I woke lying next my beautiful, elegant mother. The soft, warm, late summer sun streamed through the window so when I gently pulled the sheet off her it bathed her naked body. Her hair greying red hair framed her lovely face which had wrinkles, and those soft, proof a lifetime "brow to neck, morning, noon and night moisturize" worked. We both had done so since childhood and mums face and neck now showed the benefit.
Rising gently with the breath her tits were a glory, topped by her pink "thimble" nipples. Her ex may have been a louche lethario after some free advertising, but he was a good surgeon. Would have I have found and given into my lustful desire if Mum had not had this done?
Oh my, she was a magnificent woman.
We had spent yesterday afternoon on the beach, naked but thanks to lashings of sun scream the golden sunlight added to her own sun kissed glow, not any angry red burning. Yes she may be plumper here, flabbier there and wrinkled by cellulite on her buttocks and thighs, but really who cared?
To me she was at almost 60, my Mum was in her absolute prime, a beautiful, majestic woman who had matured perfectly. I now had the burning, animalistic need to breed her burning inside me. All without the drama of the monthly mood swings and actual pregnancy. For me now, my two kids closing in on university, she seemed a near perfect life partner.
Honestly the only slight blemish to her maturity of perfection was her wispy pubes covering her long, gorgeous gash. Soon I promised myself, soon nothing would obscure my lecherous ogling and ravishing of the glorious cunt that had given me birth.
Oh how I wanted to fall on her, drive my hard cock into her vagina and breed and breed again with my mother.
But first, I thought, mum being mum, I better get a coffee. Throbbing cock bobbing with each step I walked to the kitchen to return with bacon sandwiches and coffee.
"Oh darling, Breakfast In Bed, you do spoil me, what a treat!" Mum was sat up, the sheet still discarded, legs akimbo, one hand lightly brushing her long, luscious labia. My glorious slut of a Mum was putting herself on display, knowing this would just fan the flames of my burning need to fuck her.
Mum didn't need to read my lustful thoughts, they were made all too visible visible by my iron hard, pulsing prick.
"Coffee first my darling perverted, filthy, lecherous, incestuous Son, breakfast before you breed with your slut-whore mother again!"
I groaned with disappointment, putting it on a little but her dirty talk was so horny it was only a little. Her first thing morning coffee was a must have essential.
We sat nuzzled up close as we ate the sandwiches. I knew they wouldn't be the last smoky sweet salty bacon rashers I would enjoy; I glanced down at my birth cunt and the long labia, like the sweetest bacon crowning the long gash of Mum's vulva.
"They have to go." I ran my fingers dismissively over her curly pubes. We agreed that I would shave her pubic area as smooth as my own.
I went to fetch the shaving kit, a small bowl of hot water and a towel to spread under her plump ass. The baby oil was in a bedside cabinet drawer where I kept it with my collection of cock and balls rings.
Mum hadn't seen me dressed in them yet, so back to my mum I splashed some oil on my ball sack and slid on my favourite curved ball stretcher. It was made of quality black silicone, three inches at it longest, two at its shortest.
It both stretched the skin tight over my testicles, revealing their shape, and pushed them forward to be on open display. I slid a clear cock ring on, pushing it down to the base of my shaft; instantly as the blood flow out the veins was restricted, my erection firmed and the pulsing, throbbing, bobbing of my engorged penis increased.
Dressed like that the extra weight and low hanging swing of my balls made me feel much more sexually potent. Should I want, or let, my partner, my testicles we're pushed out needing to be stroked, slapped, tickled or crushed.
"What are you doing?"
"Your womanhood is about to be displayed and so..." I turned round.
"Oh..Wow!"
"...I wanted to put my manhood on display as well."
"Oh wow! They...I...wow...you...they look absolutely fucking glorious! What a man you are, my beautiful Slut-Whore Son, what a man!"
"Fit to breed you I hope?"
"Oh my word, fit to breed me indeed! It's just glorious to see how...how potently, how powerfully you want me!" She reached forward to lightly brush my now iron hard cock and then down to my nakedly exposed testicles.
"I don't want them to ever be shy for you again, Mum, these are as much your testicles as mine, they grew inside you for nine months. They, and everything in them, are from now on for you, and you alone!"
She stood up, looked up at me, smiled and gently put both hands around my testicles, which bound as they were couldn't just withdraw shyly. I caught my breath.
"Do you mean that?" She squeezed.
"I do mum...I have two kids, I don't need to chase moody young bitches when I have you. I want to be yours..."
"These are mine." It wasn't a question but a statement as she cupped. Y testicles, the wellspring of me as a man.
"They are...feel them, squeeze them." I gasped as she slowly increased the pressure, setting of fireworks of pleasure in my brain. I gasped, she looked up at me, our adoring gaze locked.
"More?"
"They are yours Mum take them...make them yours." She smiled thrilled to have my, her masculinity so utterly in her control.
As if she was washing her hands she massaged my, rather now her testicles, increasing the pressure each time. The intense pain was quite exquisite sparking fireworks in my brain. I was seeing stars and starting to pant as her grip closed on her testicles. I needed my mum to see, to feel, how much she was loved and trusted by her son.
"I thought men didn't want their balls touched, let alone this. Oh my!" She looked down to see my, her, testicles squeezed flat between her palms.
"Not my balls..." I gasped, the exquisite agony was making my body tremble. "Yours." She locked gaze again, gave one last squeeze that made her testicles suddenly shoot out of her grip. My knees gave way, I nearly fell as dribble of precum seeped from my cock head. Mum leant forward to lick it away.
"You were completely at my mercy then! Wow, that made me feel so...powerful and in control control of you, you gave me such trust."
"I love you mum, giving my maleness to you like that is ultimate trust...I needed to show you...to give myself as a man to you."
"Oh yes my sweet child, oh yes you did! I need so much to be loved and to love you!" I smiled, chuckling slightly. My heart was pounding, my dressed and compressed manhood pulsing powerfully after the crushing, sweet caress. Yes I was burning with lust to breed myself with this magnificent woman, but more overpowering was a breaking wave of love for my Mum.
""Oh Mum, yes."
"I never knew before, but now...well, being so wanted, so desired, so trusted is so wonderfully intoxicating! We should live, love, lust together!" We embraced, kissing passionately, my still hard cock rubbing scratchily against her pubes.
She ran her hand dismissively over her wispy bush. "Now get these gone, let me show you my cunt properly!"
She lay down ready, legs spread and I stood just looking at her for a minute or two, still wearing the cock and ball ring my prick was rock hard, each pulse making it bob and sway.
"Oh my boy, you really do want me don't you?"
"Who wouldn't?"
"Well for sure I have never, ever felt so desired, so desirable as a woman before. You make me feel so...like I really am so beautiful that a much younger man can literally eat me with his eyes, ravishing me with such naked lust..." She had looked me up and down before fixing her gaze on my rock hard cock.
"It is no more than you deserve my gorgeous, magnificent mother." I took a deep sight, pushing back the primal lust which wanted me to jump on and breed my mum.
"Try and relax." I said, kneeling down, with her help putting a towel under her plump ass. Wordlessly from each corner of the bed I pulled out a cuff restraint and tightened each strap in turn. Mum was now unable to move completely at my mercy.
We were both trembling with the anticipation and sexual arousal pulsing through our bodies as I started the hair trimmer.
I slowly, carefully began to remove most of the grey fuzz, brushing it onto the towel. I rested the handle on her and circled it slowly over her more pubic mound and slowly moved it round and down to hover over her clitoral sheath.
The blood rushing to her labia made them flush red and start to open like the petals of a flower. Mums clitoris peeked out as it swelled to tumescence. Mum was clearly already highly aroused by the stimulation of my lustful gaze and now the vibrations from the buzzer.
"Mmmmm..." She threw her head back, eyes closed, arcing her back as the first stirrings of an orgasmic wave started to crash towards her.
I pulled the buzzer away and turned it off. Her eyes shot open.
"More...I need more..." she said imploringly, struggling against the restrains. I knew the immense frustration of having a lover just suddenly make the orgasmic wave stop, the promise of ecstatic release to recede away.
"Not yet Mum, not yet."
"Please! I was so...so close to..."
"Not yet Mum." She glared at me.
"Oh you...you clit tease you. When?"
"Soon Mum, now I am just going to massage some oil all round, it really helps the razor glide along."
"Oh you are fucking tormenting me you naughty boy! I will have to punish you for this later!" She wasn't kidding, she was angry and gyrated and thrust her crotch desperately seeking stimulation to get her back to the promise of orgasm.
"Oh you will need to punish your naughty little boy Mum!"
I smiled at her as I trickled some baby oil over her trimmed pubic area and slowly began to work it round all of the stubbly pubic area. I teased and tormented her by massaging in her most sensitive areas until her body started to compulsively respond as that wave of climax began to build.
Her labia we're a deep pink now, puffy, engorged and gaping open ready to receive the thrusting cock she craved to meet her animal need to breed. He clitoris was a deep purple, with small but distinct glans head that seemed to pulse with unfulfilled anticipation.
And then I stopped again, letting her crash back from the approach of bliss. She cussed and cursed me at this new frustration piled upon the last.
From a bedside draw I pulled out a ball gag and before she knew it her protests were muffled. For the first time since our reunion I saw in her eyes the red hot flash of anger that used to have me rushing to comply as a boy. it seemed likely that punishment promised to be genuine.
Next I scooped some of the warm water over her crotch and began to work the bar of shaving soap directly on her skin. I am an old school user of shaving soap, not gels or foam. Her eyebrows arched quizzically.
And then I began to work the shaving brush over her already aroused and sensitive pubic area. As this worked up the rich, creamy lather it would be gently tickling and tormenting her anew. She started to move and thrust her groin up trying to push into the soft brush, but it gave no pressure back.
When I moved it over her clitoris and gently rotated the soft, well lathered bristles around her pulsing arousal, Mums low background moan, muted by the gag, got more urgent and desperate. Arcing her back she thrust her clit into the heart of the brush as I circled on her.
Several times she suddenly and forcefully arced her back, thrashing around and even with the gag in her moan was louder.
I kept twirling the brush, she stretched out and pulled her crotch down to get away, she glared at me and shook her head now. Already at a peak of climax I was teasing her, with just the gentle tickling of the shaving brush, above and beyond ecstatic release.
Her head fell back, her body fell flat but continued to convulse and she panted heavily through her nose. I didn't know quite where she was on the ecstasy scale, but I knew she was now well beyond an orgasmic high. I moved the brush away and she released a sigh or relief.
She lifted her head a little to watch as I began to run the five blade shaver over her stubble, rasping as it cut the pubes. I stopped and put a pillow behind her head so she could watch. I was taking the greatest care to shave her, moving slowly and calmly despite the overpowering lust to fuck my Mum.
I used a wet flannel to wipe the soap lather off, paused to admire Mum's swollen cunt lips, which had unpeeled ready to welcome back my cock into the depths of her vagina. The engorged clitoris seemed to have added half an inch and length and girth.
My cock was now throbbing painfully from such sustained arousal and erection. The shaft glowed from all the blood pumped in there, the surface veins raised prominently. My deep purple glans shined and shimmered, half out of my foreskin, a globule of precum clung oozing with my desperation to breed with Mum.
I trickled some more baby oil and with a sense of urgency worked it round to avoid shaving burn. And then I fell on Mum, looking down to ensure my cock met her open cunt and began to thrust with a desperate urgency.
I went to kiss her and at the last moment pulled off the gag, mashing our lips together. She responded with her tongue and we kissed deeply, urgently, lovingly as I rushed towards orgasm.
It hit my like a steam train, it felt like my cock and balls exploded with cum. I pounded on a few more times but was spent. In a haze of ecstasy and struggling for breath I broke our kiss.
"I love you Mum!" I gasped, we locked eyes, hers aglow with passion.
"I love you Son!" She caught a breath, kissed my nose. "But I will have to punish my naughty little boy for teasing me so. Now untie me!"
We had fallen asleep with my cock still in mum, both spent after the protracted cunt tease shaving session and ensuing, jackhammer fuck.
The alarm on mums phone woke us, a reminder that the bulk of her luggage was due to be delivered in an hour so. Still entwined in the a loving mother-son embrace we kissed, caressed and soon found ourselves fucking again, a slow, sensual coupling.
Mum locked eyes with me as we neared the soft, gentle climax from this love making. "Oh my sweet Baby, cum in your Mum!"
"I will...I am...ohhhh..." I gave one last thrust, her head rocked back as this gentler orgasmic wave convulsed me I bred more sperm into my mothers vagina. Brushing her fingers through my buzz cut hair, she kissed and nuzzled the top of my head.
"Oh thank you my boy, thank you!"
Reluctantly I got up to dress to be ready for the courier, but still couldn't take my eyes off mums soft, sensuous, sensational body and magnificent, now fuzz free cunt.
I got lunch ready and mum walked through to the kitchen. Still naked, she leant back against the counter top, splaying her legs to display her now smooth and oh so glorious pussy. My cum from both recent unloads was still seeping from her slightly puffy vulva, trickling down the long labia and her inner thighs.
"You do know Son your cum bucket slut-mother whore needs cleaning after you fill her?" She reached down to tease her labia apart, loosing a trickle of cum, my cum from my her; it was a most sweet and delicious invitation.
"Of course Mum." I knelt down, put a hand on each hip and feasted on mummy cunt, burying my mouth into her vulva, tonguing her as deeply as I could, sucking my ejaculate back out her vagina.
As I did she moaned and pushed my face into firmly into her groin. She began to thrust and hump, to face fuck me and drive as much of her sloppy, sopping wet cunt as far into my mouth as she could.
"Again! Again!" She urged, grinding my face into her even further, I could barely breath, snorting in air through my nostrils when I could. She started to gasp repeatedly, urgently then as she reached that's moments peak of ecstatic release.
"Oh I am..." A gush of pee bust from mums urethra which was almost pressed against my face, squirting into my eyes, stinging. She pulled my face out of her cunt, letting me catch my breath and a mouthful of her sweet, golden piss. She bit her lip battling against the orgasmic convulsion to regain control of this most basic of bodily instincts.
"Let it go Mum!" She looked at me questioningly. "I love it! I want it!" I assured her. She let her body relax back in to the release of ecstasy and gave me her gloriously full, deliciously sweet and delightfully warm glorious gush of her golden shower.
The full flow of piss jetted from her urethra, still just inches away from my face it sprayed all over my head, hair and soaked my body. I moved my mouth to catch it and swallow of my mothers sweet pee as I could, it overflowed my mouth and ran down me.
The majestic flow slowed and as the last drops dribbled out I latched on to her urethra to lick and suck it dry.
At that moment the doorbell rang; mums luggage! She was naked, still trembling from the ecstatic release, so clearly couldn't go. I got up to go to the door her piss dripping off me, she grabbed my arm.
"You can't...you are soaked in...you smell of...my piss...". I looked out the window, yes, it was still hosing down with rain.
"I have a plan!" I assured her as I rushed to the front of the house. "Won't be a moment!" I bellowed at the front door, hearing a muffled OK in reply. I went into the front shower room, stepped into the shower and gasped as the full on blast of cold water hit me all over, hopefully rinsing off most of the piss.
Grabbing a towel I was rubbing myself down as I opened the door.
"Sorry I was unblocking a gutter at the back!" I made my excuse, rather proud that it was a pretty good one to cover our golden shower. He laughed, it was. I helped carry in the many bags and boxes of luggage, it marked the end of my mums stay overseas these last few years. If I hadn't been soaking already, I would have been after that anyway.
When it was all in I walked back to the kitchen, mum stood at the door, I paused again to ogle her sumptuous nakedness.
"You must take your wet clothes off darling." I gladly did. As she went to put the wet stuff in the washing machine I warmed up our lunch. We needed some sustenance after such a delightful, sexy, sensual morning.
"You do remember I still need to punish you for the way you teased and tormented me with that damn brush!" She said; I laughed. "Son," the boss mother note was back in her voice "I am not kidding! That fucking thing was tickling, teasing torture. You must order one to add to our stash of bedside essentials."
"The shaving soap helped it's very..."
"Mmm yes, it felt lovely...I thought I would, feel scratchy but it feels so soft and lush down there. Should have done it years ago!"
"It makes your cunt look even more majestic mum, and it's nice not to be tickled when I was cleaning my slut-whore's cum bucket out."
"Oh darling! Your dad never seemed to like my pussy, the bush was much thicker then, even before kids my gash was big...got that from my mum and the families broad hips, he always thought I was too...he didn't really fill...feel...no feeling...".
"And, well after pushing you two out neither of us could really tell if he was even in there. He preferred wanking, had a stash of barely legal college girl porn, seemed easiest to let him...better not to really offer it up to him than have him reject me, limp, uninterested. The years of rejection...". She looked down sadly.
"Must have hurt Mum, you clearly have passionate needs, we all do I reckon." She nodded.
"He wanted a tight pussy, for his cock, his ego, his sense of manliness, one I never had, even as a virgin. These hips...plenty of room down there." She laughed, but it was sad, not happy. I touched her hand to console her.
"This cock, this ego, this man thinks you are just perfect for him."
"Really? Not too old, too flabby, too wrinkly?"
"Absolutely not...surely you must know that after the last two days together? Me...I am done with the roller coaster of PMT putting me through hell every four weeks, and a cunt so tight she couldn't, wouldn't, refused to let me in...blow jobs were great but I needed..."
"More darling, we both needed more and now we have found it!" He hugged and kissed for several minutes.
We moved the luggage, some to our bedroom, some to what had been earmarked for mum, not that she would use it unless we had someone else staying.
We would unpack most of the stuff later. The rain had eased and after getting dressed took a trip out, ending up at a harbor side restaurant for dinner.
"I think we should have a lazy evening, you can have your punishment in the morning my naughty boy?"
"What do you have in mind Mum?"
"Hmm...well you mentioned something i hadn't heard of, so looked it up. Ah...yes, that's something I hadn't fantasized about exactly until I looked it up and...well, wow, it's like...that's what I have been wanting to do without knowing it..." Mum was speaking quickly, flushed with excitement, searching for words.
"I...well you know I like to tell you...order, boss you at times and thing kind of seemed the most perfect...well, and then I looked through your bedside cabinet and, so I thought, you don't have that splendid little collection for its decorative effect." Hmm...we had chatted over lots of kinks and sexy wrinkles, I wasn't clear how she wanted to punish me.
"What, the dildo's?"
"Uh huh, I guess you use them?"
"Sure do, I dildo myself often, just love the feeling of being stretched open and penetrated deep. My ex got a power kick working me with them and...well I liked it so used it as part of my regular masturbation cycle."
"Can you take the monstrous one..." she asked about my biggest dildo, 12" long, 7.5" circumference; lifelike in moulding it was an impressive silicon penis. I nodded.
"All the way, need to be warmed up first, can't take the bigger ones from cold." Her eyes widened in surprise.
"Wow, thats impressive, it must feel very...filling and fulfilling. Ever taken a real cock?"
"No, just my ex, she fingered and dildo'd me regularly, not with the two bigs ones mind, I only got those after, wouldn't trust her with those. Don't have that problem with you."
"Ah thanks Darling. You have some other...interesting looking toys and thinks in the cabinets and under your bed. You must show me them when we get home, it seems like just the stuff to bring a lifetime suppressed fantasy, a filth, glorious perversion to life."
"Wow Mum, that's great and you must give anything, everything a go if you, we, can!" We chatted on as I reassured her she was perfectly normal to have kinks and fantasies. When we got home I gave my mum a quick run through of the various tools and toys I had acquired over the years.
It was clear she could see her fantasy getting more real, in the shape of my punishment tomorrow morning...
...which broke bright and sunny, entwined and wrapped together. I didn't know exactly what she had in mind for my punishment, but we pretty sure she would be bossing my anus around. That wouldn't be an entirely new experience for me and my brain raced with the thrill of anticipation.
We had breakfast in bed again looking at the beach nudes and finally agreeing the one to order a big canvas print for. We both thought one for the living room would raise visitors eyebrows...but why not?
I had explained to Mum that before anal sex I would need to douche. She was keen to watch and looked on fascinated, I had brought brought a bucket in, overfilled my colon and released the water out in one explosive gush. She went to get her phone to film the second and third ass piss, by then the water was clean.
And then it was Punishment Time...
I could see Mum was flushed with anticipation. There was a long suppressed desire to be to dominatrix she could now release. She had never really done this sort of thing and showing her some of the kit last night she had started to think how to live this out with me. I knew I should set a safe word or signal with her...but stopped myself at the last moment.
If I was going to give myself over to my Mum I didn't want to then stop her self expression. It felt such a thrill to let myself be helpless before her.
"So may darling Boy, are we ready..."
"Oh yes Mum, from now I..."
"Shut up you disgusting pervert!" From under the bed cover she pulled out the slap paddle and thrashed my backside. "Not a fucking word, is that clear?" She looked me up and down with contempt, instantly getting into the role she had dreamt to play. "You will be punished for looking at me so lecherously, for making your mum let her fuck you, for tormenting me yesterday so...on your knees in the middle of the bed knelt over the wedge..."
She then bound me so I was on my knees, ass in the air, legs spread, unable to move. the arm restraints at the head of the bed to pull my arms out. Hands trembling she put the ball gag and then the blind fold on me. I was totally helpless, at her mercy with no safe signal. My heart pounded with anticipation, my cock swelled with the thrill and excitement I was feeling.
I felt her oil my backside and groin, she grabbed my balls and crushed them into her fist and forced a curved stretcher on, but backwards so my nuts jutted out. Mum then ran three cocks rings down to the base of my cock, to make sure I stayed hard for what she had planned.
"Now that's better my filth pervert of a son. How dare you..." she slapped an ass cheek hard, very hard with the paddle. Then the other and then...for a couple of minutes she spanked me until my ass cheeks burned. I tried to writhe with the pleasure of it but couldn't move.
She stopped and I could hear her breathing heavily. So the spanking was over...no! Thwack she spanked my bound, exposed testicles and pain exploded in my brain. But she hadn't used the same arm swing force as on my buttocks, I had told her last night how my balls could only take a wrist flick. So sting, hurt and make my brain explode as it did, she was just, only just, at a level I could tolerate, indeed enjoymb.
She spanked me on the balls again, again...I wanted her to stop...or did I? Yes it was agony but also so exquisite and to be so utterly at her mercy, to let he be so utterly in control of me, was extremely arousing.
No, didn't want mum to stop. I started to dribble precum which flew off my cock as she slapped my balls again and again.
I was gasping for breath though my nostrils, almost throwing up, dreading another spank. Then she stopped, I could hear her breathing heavily. She grabbed my cock, yanked back my foreskin and began to pummel her hand from glans to root over, the oil essential to let it glide as otherwise the friction on my naked glans would have been too much.
Almost immediately I rushed over the ecstatic high sparing cum all over my torso, some on my face my lips. But she didn't stop.
"Like it do you, you slut whore... wait until I milk you dry..."
She pumped my cock relentlessly, no pause, no respite and there was nothing I could do to stop it, my groans muffled by the gag. My cock was now way over stimulated and I needed her to stop but she didn't. The cock rings meant that I stayed hard so she could keep milking me relentlessly. I came again...she carried on, actually pumping faster, using the other hand to dribble more baby oil on.
I lost count of the ejaculations, each getting weaker, it felt like my cock was on fire, aching balls drained dry, I was dry orgasming constantly now, but a few, painful, last dribbles of cum seeped out as my poor pummelled balls were well and truly milked dry.
Suddenly she stopped. She had milked me dry and I feared she had hardly started. With nothing left to ejaculate whatever came next any pleasure from it couldn't be expressed with cum.
"That's just for starters you naughty boy."
There was a pause, I could hear her panting slightly and move into position. She began to rim my ass with her tongue, teasing and probing at my anal sphincter, sliding two well oiled fingers in she pulled my anus apart open me and probe deeper with her tongue.
Then she slid in more fingers, using the duck bill shape I had shown her to use last night. My sphincter stretched as she forced her fingers in as far as she could.
My aching pummeled cock bobbed painfully, my thrashed balls throbbed and my ass cheeks burnt. Oh but it all felt wonderful to be abused so, for my mum to boss her perverted slut of a son and show him she was boss. More than ever before I wanted to kiss my goddess mother and pledge my love to her.
I heard her rustle through the stock of coconut oil we had restocked last night. She inserted two of the lube sticks up my ass and worked some all round my anal sphincter. Then I felt the head of a dildo push through my sphincter, it felt like the third biggest, which I had stressed to her was the biggest I could take cold.
Slowly, so slowly, she moved it in and out, twisting as well as thrusting. She would increase the pace for a burst and just as I was craving more of that vigorous sodomy, she would slow again and torment my man cunt, steadily warming it up for better, bigger things.
In went the second biggest, I was warmed up, loosening and it slid in with little resistance. She repeated the slow, teasing probe, then a pummeling burst. By now I was pretty much senseless, lost in a haze of over stimulation pretty much everywhere. My body trembled uncontrollably, my breathing through my nostrils was fast and urgent.
Oh just fuck me! I thought, just jackhammer me with that thing.
Another pause. The head of the biggest dildo butted into my anus, spreading my man cunt wider...somehow the weight of the pressure felt different as she slowly pushed it in. Mums crotch began to press against my ass cheeks and I realised she must be using the strap on set for this one.
Oh my darling mum was fucking me, her son, using her crotch to pump that monstrous dildo fully in, where she ground herself against me. The base of the dildo would be pressing her clitoris and her small, urgent movements were her bringing her to climax.
But then she stopped and slowly, oh so slowly, withdrew it until the cock head hovered in my sphincter, keeping it forced open. Then slowly in again, until she was again grinding her cluster into the base of the dildo, pressed hard against my ass. Her moaning increased as she used this to pleasure herself on me.
Mum repeated this slow, tormenting action a number of times, in my frazzled state I couldn't count. Again and again I felt the cock head dance in the entry to my man cunt. But suddenly the reentry wasn't the slow, gentle glide of before, this time she thrust in hard, putting all her weight behind it and slamming her crotch against my ass. If I could have yelled I would, pleasure, pain, relief, I didn't know.
She withdrew it almost as quick before slamming back in, then again and again...each drove an overpowering wave of exquisite pain-pleasure up my body and I was now all but senseless as mum kept powerfully fucking me, her own breath getting faster, moans louder until with one final thrust she collapsed exhausted on me, the dildo fully in me.
She had literally and actually fucked her slut son senseless, I was a trembling mess, coherent thought driven from my mind.
How long she pinned me under her, impaled on that monster cock dildo I didn't know. Mum groaned and slowly lifted herself, pulling the beast out of my ass, as it slipped out a warm, wet gush of oil ran down my balls and inner thigh.
She pulled off the blindfold, eased off the gag so it hung round my neck. Brain fried, I still couldn't speak but took gasps of breath. She loosed the quick release buckles on the restrains and I fell on to my front, stretched out my aching limbs and rolled onto my back.
We looked each other in the eye, her hair was a mess, her face flushed and like her body she was covered in sweat from her exertions. We could neither of us make sensible words, so she clamped her lips to mine and we kissed lovingly.
For the first time my mum had pegged me, fucking her sons man cunt as powerfully as I had her actual cunt, but that dildo was many times bigger than my cock. I felt a surge of elation at the joy of having given myself to her like that.
At last I could make some words form.
"I love you mum, thank you so much much!"
"Oh my sweet baby boy...I love you and thank you too! We must do that again."
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