I LOST MY VIRGINITY

MY VAGINA On Saturday, Catherine mowed the lawn. Her body was aching all over the next day. After a day of soreness, she decided to see a doctor on Monday. “Come in, Catherine”, said the therapist. Catherine walked into the small examination room. The doctor walked in a few minutes later. As he turned around to put away his stethoscope, she checked him over. She licked her lips. He was incredibly handsome - dark hair, blue eyes and tall. When he turned around, she faced him (trying not to look at his body). “Doctor, I mowed my lawn yesterday morning. After that, my whole body was aching. I think I may have hurt my back”, she said. “Is this your first time here, Ms?” “Yes, can you check if my back is serious?” “No problem. Are you allergic to anything?” “No.” “Any serious illness?” “No.” The doctor continued to make marks on his little sheet. “And who recommended you to come here? Did you see my advertisement on Channel 7?” “I’m living in Geelong. I saw your sign as I was driving home from work passed Malop Street. I do you even have the budget to advertise on TV?” The doctor grinned, and Catherine smiled as she saw his dimples. He had a really great smile. “I am a special therapist”, he said. “I give special treatment to all my lady patients. And, most of them always come back for more and more. I always helped patients to relax and satisfy all their… fantasy, you could say.” Catherine was curious now. “Oooo, this sounds exciting. I hope you aren’t charging me a lot. I’m only a secretary of a small firm at Geelong. I hope you will bulk bill Medicare.” “Yes, I bulk bill. So, you don’t have to pay a cent for all your visits.” The doctor grinned. “Don’t you just love the government?” Catherine smiled again. She was really attracted to this guy. She made a mental note to get this guy’s number. “That’s great, doctor.” The doctor put down the sheet and found his armband. “Anyway, shall we get started?” Catherine straightened up. “Yes, doctor. You sound like a very sociable person.” He smiled again. “Thank you for saying so. Let me check your blood pressure.” The doctor started to wrap the equipment around her arm and did the pressure check. “It’s a bit on the high side. It could be due to an increase in tension or sudden excitement. Are your legs aching too?” “Yes, I got cramps last night.” “Alright.” He took away the band and found his hammer. “Let me just test your reflexes.” He used the hammer to knock on her knee. Her knee reflexes responded well. “Looks good. Now….. let me begin your treatment. Just relax. Follow me now to the treatment room.” Catherine followed him to another room. It was larger than the other one, but it was still a bit small. There was a treatment bed there, and she sat down on it as he beckoned her to do so. He reached for one of the drawers and took out a blind fold. “To help you relax, I will have to blindfold you. Set your mind free and relax. Once your mind is totally relaxed, I will begin the treatment. Before I put this blind fold on, please remove all your clothing.” Catherine was surprised by this request, but she complied anyway. Slowly, she undid the buttons of her skirt, one by one in front of the doctor. Catherine was really a sexy blonde and had a pair of sparkling blue eyes. Her nose was perfect, and her mouth consisted of full lipsticked lips with a tiny pink tongue. Her long auburn hair flowed all the way down to her perfectly sculpted ass. Her breasts were not huge, but they were firm and well proportioned to her frame. Her nipples were large, and, she noticed, getting kind of hard. The doctor tried not to blush. “Put all your clothing in this box.” Catherine then unzipped her blouse and gave them to doctor. Then, she undid her bra and set her breasts free.” “My panties too?” The therapist nodded as she put them into the box. He put the box on the floor. “Please turn around and I will put the blindfold on.” After the therapist had put the blind fold on, he told her to lie on her back. Catherine was getting really turned on now. She could feel the warmth in her pussy, and a slight crease in the padding of the bed just barely rubbed against her clit. She squirmed on the bed just a bit, pretending to get comfortable, before she laid still. The blindfold was an incredibly erotic touch. Something she and her boyfriend had not done. The doctor just could not resist her slender body and sexy buttocks. He turned on the relaxing music. “Catherine, I’ll return when you are totally relaxed. For some patients, it takes about fifteen to thirty minutes time to become fully relax. Some relax sooner. Listen to the relaxation music and breath when you relax.” The doctor turned off the light and, making sure it was inaudible, switched on the camera. He put a video tape all her movements. He walked to his consultation room and checked the monitor to see how she was going. Catherine heard the doctor leave. She was really turned on now. She had an itch that she just had to scratch. She reached down and silently started rubbing her pussy. She gasped as she realized how wet she was. She kept rubbing her clit until she put a finger in. Then two. She kept fingering herself until she had a small orgasm, there on the treatment bed. She heard the door, and put her hand back where it had been. In the glow, she saw her fingers glistening with her juices. The doctor came in, and started gently massaging her shoulders, working slowly down to her back. “Is it serious, doctor?” asked Catherine. “Sh…shhh…don’t worry. When I’ve finish the treatment, you’ll be feeling great and all your aching will be all over. So, just relax your mind and don’t say anything….shhh…..shhhh….” His professional hands worked hard on her aching back and found a sprain muscle. “This might hurt a bit, but it will all be over in a few seconds.” He applied pressure on the sprain muscle. Her body jerked and leaped up a bit. He could see her lovely breasts. Her nipples were hard. They were of medium size and were very attractive to look at - especially now that they looked like two little rocks just pleading to get licked. “Is that better now, Catherine?” “Yeah….that’s much better. You’re very good, but my body is still aching.” “I will fix that in the second stage of the treatment. I want you to feel totally relaxed and concentrate your mind on the relaxation music.” He massaged her back all over, stroke by stroke. Each stroke made her feel more and more relaxed. He worked his way down her legs, and fixed the muscles that were causing her legs to cramp. The strokes were very smooth and relaxing on her. Her body was starting to respond as her aching was almost over. Then, he worked with light and easy strokes over her ass. Catherine licked her lips again. This was getting better than she had hoped for. “That’s good, doctor. I’m feeling very relaxed.” The doctor went away and came back with a long metal probe. He wrapped the end in cotton wool, and went back to Catherine. “Relax, Catherine. I have to take a sample from your pussy”. Catherine was incredibly horny - the crease in the padding had become her only savior now. She did not answer the doctor. He used his long warm fingers to rub her cunt. He spread them wide apart and slowly inserted the probe into her pussy. Catherine moaned with pleasure, as she felt the warm metal being enter her womb. The doctor pushed it deeper inside her and started to turn it round and round. Catherine’s body was trembling with excitement, and she let a few gasps of pleasure by. Her hot juices were flowing like the garden sprinklers. The doctor increased the speed of the rotation and inserted it deeper inside her cunt. His fingers continued to massage her pussy lips, pulling them wider and wider apart. After a few minutes, he pulled the probe out and smeared Catherine’s juices onto a small container. The doctor opened one of the drawers from a nearby desk and took out a pair of nipple clamps. He had bought it from a sex shop in the city about two weeks ago. He could tell by now she was hot - and she was so good-looking, he decided to take action. “Catherine, I have to stimulate your nipples. This nipple stimulation treatment will ultimately help your to relax your legs muscles. So try to relax as much as you can”. “Go ahead Doc. I’m actually enjoying the treatment from you.” She smiled, and faced up on the bed. “No worries. Do whatever you’d like to my nipples.” The doctor then pressed one of the nipple clamps against her erected nipple. He could see her juices oozing out of her pussy. Catherine moaned as the clamp was fully fastened. The doctor clamped her other nipple and pulled the chain. He then gave one of the nipple clamps a light twist. Catherine uttered a small cry of pleasure, as she arched her back to the clamps. The doctor started playing with the nipple clamps. He continued to turn the clamps and used it to twist her nipples. A few minutes later, he pulled out a large vibrator. Seeing this, Catherine spread her legs as he gently pushed it into her cunt. As soon as he switched the vibrator on, Catherine started to wriggle, as her breathing became irregular and she started to cry louder. “Yes! YES…… oh….. Oh yeah….. YES!!!” He pushed the vibrator deeper and deeper inside her. When the vibrator had fully entered her pussy, he took another smaller pink dildo and started wriggling it into her anus. Catherine lowered her ass back down onto the dildo, but still kept one hand trying to push the vibrator deeper into her honeypot. The doctor took out the vibrator, and inserted his long fingers into her cunt, one by one until they were all deep inside her. He started fucking her with his hand, sliding it in and out of her lubricated pussy. His other hand played with the nipple clamps. Catherine’s juices kept on flowing out of her pussy. A few minutes later, the doctor took his hand out of her cunt. “Please put it back it, Doctor…. I need to be fucked by your hand!” cried Catherine. “I’m proceeding to the second stage of the cunt treatment. Just give me a few minutes to get the equipment.” Before Catherine could answer him, the doctor walked off to get the electrical charger. He spread her pussy lips and inserted another long metal rod into her pussy. It was about ten inches long, and almost two inches across. Catherine moaned with excitement. The doctor, now even more into the feeling, pumped the rod in and out of her sopping hole. Her pussy lips were stretched to hold it, and it was only halfway in. The doctor took it out, and brought out the ass dildo too. “There’s now…it’s cunt treatment is over now. I’ll start another one now.” The doctor took a moment to see he sexy bush and lovely medium size breasts. He was turned on even further by her beautiful body. He started to massage her head. With each stroke he looked for the right muscle to massage. As he found and massaged all the aching muscles on her head, she became totally relaxed. He gradually worked his way down to her shoulders and hands. By that time, Catherine was feeling very excited again. She grasped his hands on hers, and led them down her chest. “Doctor…. massage every part of my body. I want all my sprained muscles to be relaxed.” “I’m getting there.” His hands started massaging her firm breasts. After two strokes, her nipples were firm and erect again. He was getting very excited as he could see her hot juices collecting again in her cunt. He got up onto the bed on top of her and used his cock to massage her face. As Catherine rubbed her cheek against it’s warmth, her mouth felt it and she tried to kiss it. She missed the first time and as she opened her mouth the second time, he shoved his cock unceremoniously in her mouth. But Catherine realized she did not care. Her hands then reached out for his sagging light brown colored balls. “Catherine, allllhhhh…that feels really good.” She kissed one of his balls. She then took one of his balls into her mouth and started sucking on it. “Be gentle, Catherine. I have to reserve the rest for my other patients.” She continued to suck his ping-pong size balls while her hands grabbed hold of his cock. She started rubbing it vigorously, up and down his long shaft. “Catherine, take three breaths and relax.” She let his balls go and took the first breath. The doctor used penis to massage her breasts and her hard nipples. Catherine was really aroused at this stage and his hard cock traveled all the way down her body. He rolled it slowly from her shoulders gradually down to her stomach many times. His penis’ massage really turned her sexual desire on to its highest stage. She panted, as he rolled it over her nipple again. “Please, put it inside me. I can’t stand it any longer!” The therapist quickly put on a red condom and plunged his long shaft inside her. As he slid his cock into her wet cunt, Catherine took a sharp intake of breath. She moaned loudly as he fucked her, and she cuddled him. Their mouths found each others and they kissed. He was turned on by her exciting wet kiss. “I’m coming…”, he grunted. He then shot his hot load into the condom. When they had cleaned up, Catherine turned to him and said, “Doctor, you not only cured the aching of my body, but you also made all my reflexes very active too. You’re truly professional. Are you are giving the same treatment to your other patients?” He grinned. “No, not the sex side. Today, I was just turned on by your beautiful body and I couldn’t help it.” Catherine hugged him, and said, “Thank you.” As she was leaving, she turned around and said, “I don’t even know your name!” The doctor grinned at her. “No, you don’t!”

I and My Love at school

Fifteen-year-old Donny had just lost his virginity. It didn’t happen the way he had always imagined, by making it with one of the pretty young girls in his school, but with an older woman–his Aunt Sue. Well, not an “older woman” in the sense that Aunt Sue was really old–after all she was only twenty-eight–but older in comparison to the teenage girls in his class.

Donny and Aunt Sue had gone skinny-dipping together. Follow- ing that, nature took its course, and Donny and Sue ended up joyously giving their virginity to each other. They had opportunity to have sex several more times before Donny’s divorced mother returned from out of town to pick him up at the farm where he had stayed with Aunt Sue. Even with that limited experience, Donny had become addicted to Sue’s body and the joy that came from the coupling of flesh in sexual union. Donny was now addicted to sex–real sex with a female, not just fantasy sex accompanying solitary masturbation sessions.

Now that Donny had experienced real sex, he wanted more and more of it. Sue had been turned on to sex as much as he, and she, too, wanted it on a steady basis. As a result, he and Sue were saddened at having to part and longed to get back together and renew the relationship they had established. They hoped that Donny’s mother would have to leave town again soon so that Donny could go back to the farm. Donny’s libido stayed in constant arousal, not only from the memory of the times he and Sue had enjoyed, but from the prospect of their getting back together and loving each other the way they had before.

From the questions she had asked, Donny knew that his mother suspected what had gone on between him and Sue. Although she didn’t press the point, she made clear she knew that Donny and Sue had become more than simply good friends. She didn’t show much reaction one way or another, so Donny wasn’t sure how she felt about him and Sue.

Donny knew how he felt about his mom, though. Sue had revealed that when his mother and her brother had been teen- agers they had engaged in an incestuous affair. They had, in fact, been lovers for two years. Based on that knowledge, Donny now saw his mother in a different light. Where before he hadn’t paid much attention to his mother’s appearance, he now saw her as an attractive woman, or more specifically, as a sexually attractive woman. He had tasted the joys of older women and he now fantasized about being able to enjoy a relationship with his mother like he had with his Aunt Sue. In his fantasies, he saw himself as continuing his relation- ship with Sue, and getting into his mother’s panties at the same time. He wasn’t sure how he could accomplish such a feat, but he stayed ever alert to any signals that might show him how to proceed.

The Story Continues

Ever since he had returned from the farm, Donny had watched his mother for signs of sexuality. Until that point, Donny hadn’t even thought about her having a sex life. She was simply his mother, a person who was always there. As far as he had been concerned, she might as well have been asexual. Of course, he knew that she and his father must have engaged in sex to conceive him, but beyond that he hadn’t thought about it. That his mother might have a sex life, that she might, in fact, be having a sexual relationship with some man even that point, was now very much of interest to him.

Heretofore, Donny hadn’t paid much attention to how his mother looked. Now, though, he did. He realized that she was very pretty and that she had a voluptuous figure. He started paying attention to how she dressed, whether her clothes showed her figure, whether her skirt was short enough for him to catch a glimpse of her thigh, whether her blouse was low-cut enough for him to see down and get a view of those well-shaped breasts that filled her tops so well. Donny thought that her body was made for loving, and he longed to be the one who provided it. If she would make love to her brother, maybe she would extend the same favors to her son.

Now that Donny had developed more interest in his mother, he found that she was more caring for him. She seemed to be more solicitous of his needs and to ask his opinions more often than she had. It seemed that she was seeing him in a different light that she had before. Maybe she realized that he was getting older, that he wasn’t a kid any longer, that he was becoming a mature young man rather than just a boy. Maybe it was the realization that now that he was no longer a virgin, he and she had much more in common. Whatever it was, Donny liked it.

With school out, Donny had the house all to himself during the day. His mom fixed lunch for him before she went to work and got home in time to fix them dinner. In between, Donny watched TV, went to movies, and read a lot. Another thing he did was to explore the house for evidence that his mother might be engaging in sexual activities. Now that he saw his mother as a sexually attractive woman, he wanted to see if she had anything in the house that might show she was currently sexually active.

The first thing he did, of course, was go through her lingerie drawers. There he found all sort of wispy under- things–high cut panties, teddies, and even a small, frilly G-string. He didn’t recognize the G-string for what it was at first, but then he remembered seeing one on a mannikin in the window of Fredericks of Hollywood. In his mind’s eye, he could picture his mother dressed in that G-string, standing before him, revealing her feminine charms. Seeing that small patch of fabric and knowing that it had been next to her secret sexual places, aroused him immensely. As he handled the G-string, his cock grew and filled his pants, swelling out their entire front. The G-string was so sexually provoc- ative he couldn’t resist dropping his pants and wrapping his cock in its soft fabric. It felt so good that he stroked it up and down his rigid staff, pulling the foreskin back and forth. Waves of pleasure flowed over him, and he increased the tempo of the stroking. As he did, the picture of his mom, nude except for that G-string, etched into his mind. The fabric was so thin that her dark pubic hair showed through and her feminine cleft was clearly visible. The twin peaks of her breasts stood proudly, each one tipped with a crinkly ring of brownish flesh centered with a firm, erect nipple. That mental image coupled with the pleasurable feelings of silken fabric stroking up and down his swollen penis soon had him spurting huge jets of white, thick sperm. They flowed into the silken fabric and completely soaked it. After the pleasure had faded, Donny wadded the G-string and put it back into the drawer, hiding it under the other panties.

Encouraged by the discovery of sexy undergarments, Donny continued his search for evidence that his mother might have a secret sexual life. It didn’t take much more searching to strike gold. Hidden away in a box at the very back of one of her dresser drawers, Donny found a vibrator. Not a vibrator like one might use to massage sore back muscles, but a special kind–one shaped just like a penis. Donny pushed the button on its base and it hummed and vibrated in his hand. He wrapped his hand around it and imagined that the vibrator was buried in his mom’s vagina. He could see her sprawled in her bed, legs up in the air and wide-spread, thrusting that vibrator in and out of the wetness between her thighs. Despite his having just come into the G-string, Donny grew aroused at the image and his cock once again grew rigid. He rubbed the vibrator up and down the length of his shaft, maintaining long contact with the sensitive area just under its head. His cock jerked in response to the pleasurable vibrations and soon his masculine fountain was erupting its ecstatic flow, shooting out on the floor and spattering the carpet. Donny put the vibrator away and cleaned up his mess. He didn’t know how his mom might react to finding splotches of what was obviously come on the carpet of her bedroom. Besides, it was almost time for her to get home and he wanted to be sure all evidence of his explorations were removed.

That evening, after he and his mom had dinner, she complained of her feet hurting. She relaxed in a chair and lifted a hose-covered foot and massaged it. With the leg lifted like that, Donny could see half way up her thigh. Even though the leg was covered in panty hose, Donny could tell that it was a very shapely thigh, smooth and firm. Wanting to get closer so that he could see more, maybe even see all the way up to the spot he had already pictured in his mind, Donny asked if she would like for him to massage her feet. She smiled and responded, “Oh, Baby, would you? It would feel so much nicer for someone else to do it. Wait just a second, though. Let me get rid of these panty hose so that they won’t be in the way.”

Donny’s mother left the room for a few minutes and then came back in and sat in the recliner. Donny could see her feet were bare and that she had removed her hose. She leaned back in the recliner and laid it all the way back so that she was almost flat on her back. As she did so, she moved her feet in little circles, inviting Donny to start his massage. As she lay her head back and closed her eyes, she said, “Oh thank you, sweetheart. It’s so nice of you to do this for me.”

Donny sat down at the foot of the recliner and took one of her feet into his hands. As he kneaded and massaged it, his mom sighed and relaxed even more. Donny realized from the way his mother had relaxed, with her legs apart and slightly elevated by the recliner, that if he lowered his head a little he could see up her dress. It was already pulled up to above her knees, and if Donny lifted her feet while rubbing them, he might be able to get the skirt even higher. Then all he would have to do is take a peek.

Donny’s mother must have been really relaxed, because she lifted the leg he wasn’t working on and bent it at the knee. As she did, her skirt fell away and revealed even more of her legs. With her in that position, Donny was presented with an unobstructed view of almost all her legs, including the creamy white skin of her inner thighs. Seeing her legs in almost their entirety, Donny was pleased that they were just as he had imagined they would be–shapely, firm, and above all else, sexy. His cock slowly swelled and stiffened in reaction to the sight. Touching her warm skin like he was made it even better for him. As he rubbed her feet, he imagined that it was her soft, inner-thigh skin that his hands and fingers were massaging.

Although he was seeing some of the parts of his mother than he had been dreaming of seeing, he realized that there might be more available for viewing. If he ducked his head just an inch, he could see up the few remaining inches of skirt that still covered her upper thighs. If he were lucky, he might be able to see some of those panties he had explored in her lingerie drawer. “Oh, God,” Donny thought, “she might even have on a G-string!”

Seeing that his mother still had her eyes closed, Donny lowered his head so that he could see her panties, see where they covered her pussy. When he did so, all he saw was darkness. When he looked closer, though, he realized that what he saw wasn’t darkness, it was hair. There weren’t any panties to see–only pussy. Donny almost gasped, and then thought, “She didn’t put anything on when she took off her pantie hose. There’s nothing covering her pussy, and I’m getting to look at it.”

And look he did, being careful to keep up the pace of rubbing so his mother wouldn’t open her eyes to find out what was different. Donny could see that her sex had a covering of fine, dark hair. Where Sue’s pubic hair had been stiff and kinky, his mother’s lay flat against her skin, molding to the contours of her pubis, giving it a greyish-flesh color. The contours that he saw included the furrow that divided her legs with its cleft of Venus. The crease was slightly pouted open and showed a hint of moist flesh just a little deeper. Donny pulled her leg a little to the side and the channel gaped open even more, the labial lips clearly showing as they spread apart. Her womanly furrow was now even more evident, and Donny could see down into its depths, down deep between her legs to where the entrance of her most secret part was.

At this time, Donny’s mother lowered the leg she had lifted and moved her foot toward him. She said, “You did that so nice. Now do this one, please.” As she said this, she lifted the leg Donny had just worked on even higher than the one before. This caused even the little bit of skirt that had been on her thigh to fall away, all the way down to her waist. She way she was now reclining, Donny was exposed to a complete view of all the area between her legs. He gazed in rapture at her pussy and ass. As far as he was concerned, they were the most perfect he had ever seen, better even than Sue’s.

Donny would have stayed there and rubbed her feet until his arms fell off for the opportunity to keep looking at what his mother was displaying to him. Finally, though, she stirred and opened her eyes. “Oh, Darling, thank you. You have no idea how much better that made me feel.” She rocked forward on the recliner causing it to come forward. As she did, her skirt fell down a little ways and covered the top quarter of her thighs. She looked down at herself and said, “Oops, excuse me. I didn’t realize so much of me showed. I’m sorry, Baby, I probably embarrassed you.”

Donny wasn’t embarrassed. He was just maddeningly horny. The front of his trousers were bulged out and even had a small damp spot where pre-come had leaked out of his rigid, throbbing cock. He tried to stoop over as he stood up so that his mother wouldn’t see his condition, but he knew it was to no avail. He could see her glance at the evidence of arousal, but she didn’t stare, and most important of all, she didn’t comment about it. Donny immediately went to the bathroom and jerked himself off, his mind full of the wet, gaping pussy he had just seen. While he was doing this he heard a soft humming sound. He couldn’t tell for sure, but he thought it sounded a lot like the vibrator he had found in his mother’s drawer.

The next day, elated by what he had already discovered, Donny continued the exploration of his mother’s belongings. Having already searched her dresser, he now concentrated his attention on her closet. It held some suitcases and several cardboard boxes were stacked on its shelves–maybe they contained some more items his mother might use in a secret sex life.

He checked the suitcases first and found them all to be empty. Pulling up a chair, he took down the boxes from the shelf and spread them on the bed. The first box held only old costume jewelry. “Mom always has been a pack rat,” Donny thought. The next box, though, was a little more interesting. It was full of old, loose photographs. There were pictures of Grandpa and Grandma before she died, some of Mom and Dad before they got divorced, and some of her brothers and sisters–Ned, Will, and Sue. Donny hadn’t seen Uncle Ned or Uncle Will in years. They had moved out to the West Coast and never came back to the home place. Sue was the only one, other than Mom, who had remained in the area.

The next picture was very interesting to Donny. It was a picture of the whole family–Mom, Uncle Ned, Uncle Will, Aunt Sue, and Grandpa and Grandma. It had been taken down at the swimming hole on Grandpa’s farm, and it must have been taken during the time the kids skinny-dipped because all the kids were naked as jaybirds. It must have been taken a long time ago, because Uncle Ned, the oldest of the kids, didn’t look to be over twelve years of age. Mom was just a year younger, but she was showing more signs of physical maturity than any of the others. Her breasts were beginning to bud out and there was evidence of a slight dusting of pubic hair across her Mount of Venus. Donny thought, “God, but she was pretty. Even back then when she was just a kid, Mom was sexy looking. No wonder Uncle Ned got the hots for her. What I wouldn’t give to have been in his shoes.” Seeing that picture and thinking those thoughts brought Donny’s cock to full erection.

Even though the box of pictures had been especially inter- esting to Donny, the last box proved to be a treasure trove. Inside, Donny found a collection of small magazines. If his cock had not already been hard, the titles of the magazines would have immediately brought it to full attention. Printed on the covers of the magazines were such provocative titles as “Taboo Relations,” “Letters from Loving Family Members,” “Family Lovers,” and “Siblings in Love.” There must have been two dozen of the magazines, all dog-eared from having been read over and over again.

Donny thumbed through the magazines and found story after story about family loving and letters describing sexual rela- tions between close relatives–page after page detailing incestuous love affairs. One of the magazines opened up to a story of a young brother and sister who discovered the thrill of sexual relations with each other, who received from each other the gift of virginity lovingly surrendered. The pages of this story were well-worn and Donny could tell it had been read many times. He pictured his mother reading the story and reliving the time that she and her brother had been teenage lovers.

Another story was about an aunt and her nephew. The story was so similar to the experiences he and Sue had had that it sent cold shivers up his spine. The story that really got Donny’s attention, though, was titled, “Teaching Sonny About Love.” The first page of the story was turned down and the magazine had been handled so much that it was almost falling apart. Donny knew from its appearance that his mother must have read the story often. As he read the story, his face became flushed and he started breathing faster. In the story, a lonely divorced mother turned to her teenage son in desperation for love. She taught him how to perform all the various acts of love and turned him into an accomplished lover. How they performed them together was described in thrilling paragraph after paragraph.

Donny had long since loosened his belt and dropped his trousers so that his rigid throbbing cock could be free of its confinement. It jerked and throbbed as he turned the pages and pre-come dribbled out of its eye and ran down its hot shaft. As Donny read about how the son plunged his cock into his mother’s quivering flesh, his cock spurted a gusher of hot cream. Knowing he was so hot from reading the story, Donny had been afraid to touch his cock for fear of an immediate orgasm. Despite that, without so much as a single touch or stroke, the excitement of reading about the mother- son love affair spontaneously brought about one of the most intense orgasms of Donny’s life.

The implication of the magazines, particularly the way some stories had been read more than others, was very clear to Donny–his mother did, indeed, have sexual urges and needs. It was just as clear that she harbored secret sexual desires for him–desires as strong as the ones he felt for her. How to go about bringing her desires together with his wasn’t nearly so clear, however. He couldn’t walk up to his mother and say, “Hey, let’s fu*k.” Maybe she expected him to make the first move. If so, his inexperience left him without a clue as to how to proceed. Frustrated, he cleaned up the leavings of his orgasm, carefully put the magazines back in place, and decided to give it more time. He would continue to watch for signs and hoped he would recognize them when they came.

That night after supper, Donny decided to try to explore his mother’s feelings, to perhaps get some insight into what she was thinking and experiencing. “Mom, how come you never go out with men? You’re still young and pretty, but I can’t ever recall you’re going on a date.”

Donny’s mother laughed and said, “Thank you for the compliment, sweetheart. Well, the truth is, I don’t really know the answer to that question myself. One problem is that most of the men I work with are married, so they don’t count.” He smiled wryly and continued, “Not that some of them haven’t asked me out. When a married man asked a single woman out, he has only one thing in mind, and there’s no future at all in a relationship like that. As for the single men I meet, well, the reason they’re not married is usually evident. Most of them are mama’s boys, wimps, or nerds. I just haven’t met any that I care to date.” She got a wistful expression on her face and continued, “And I guess a lot of it is my fault. I just don’t go out of the way to try to attract men. Maybe I ought to, but it just doesn’t seem like it’s worth the effort. Besides, there are so many diseases out there that the risk of establishing a close relationship is pretty great nowdays. There’s just too much risk in getting involved to that degree with someone you don’t know very well.” She laughed and added, “I guess I’m just destined to be married to my job.”

“But don’t you sometimes get lonely?” Donny asked. Of course, what he really meant was `don’t you get horny?’ and she didn’t fail to catch the implication.

Her expression got very serious and she said in a soft, almost sad, voice, “Yes, Donny. Oh, yes, I do get lonely sometimes. Very lonely.”

Her expression brightened quickly, though, and she turned the tables on him, quizzing him about his romantic interests. “How about you, buster? You’ve been hanging around the house ever since you got back from the farm. Not a single date since then. Gone into seclusion or something?”

A little uneasy about her probing, Donny answered, “Well, I just haven’t been much interested in going out with the girls in my class. They sometimes seem silly and giggly.”

His mother smiled and said, “Gotten yourself hooked on an older woman, huh? Maybe one named Sue?”

Now Donny really became uneasy. Mom was treading into an area he didn’t want to discuss. He had promised Sue he wouldn’t talk about it, and he sure didn’t want to violate her confidence. Donny planned many trips to the farm and many more loving sessions with Sue. If he blabbed about their relationship, it might put an end to any chance for a renewal of pleasures he and Sue had enjoyed. As he usually did when confronted with a situation where he might have to lie, he just stayed quiet.

When she saw he wasn’t going to answer, Donny’s mom continued, “Why don’t you tell me about you and Sue?”

“Oh, Mom, don’t make me talk about it. I made a promise to Sue.”

Donny’s mother laughed and said, “Oh, Donny, Donny. There’s not anything you have to tell. From the minute I walked in that day, I knew. Sue’s face was still flushed from excitement, and she had the distinctive odor about her of a woman who has just been completely sexually satisfied. There wasn’t any mistaking that she was…how would you men put it? Freshly fu*ked? I knew that Grandpa hadn’t done it, so it only left one other person.”

Donny was a little shocked at his mother’s use of such a crude expression–he had never heard her use language like that before. He was even more shocked at the way she had figured out the situation between him and Sue. He realized that she was a whole lot shrewder than he had given her credit for.

She wasn’t through yet, though. “To cap it off, when you and I were in the car coming home and the car got warm, it was obvious what you had been doing. Donny, dear, the only way you can get rid of the smell of sex is to take a bath. You certainly hadn’t done that. After a little while, the inside of the car was smelling like a cat house.”

Donny sat there red-faced, embarrassed that his mother could figure things out so easily, that he and Sue had been so transparent. He looked down at the floor and just stayed quiet.

“How did it happen anyway? Who seduced who?”

Donny stammered a little, not sure how to answer the question. His mother laughed again, not laughing at him but at the humor of his being embarrassed about the matter. “Let me guess. You and Sue went skinny-dipping together, and one thing led to another, and you ended up in the sack together.”

“How did you know? Have you been talking with Sue?”

“No, but you have to remember that Sue and I are sisters. We Edwards girls are a lot alike, and I know what I would have done if I were in her place.” She came over and hugged Donny, continuing, “Oh, Donny, I’m not angry. I’m happy about it. I trust you took precautions, though. I’d sure hate to think of Sue getting pregnant by her own nephew.”

Donny, nodded his head, and said, “Yeah, we made sure.”

Donny’s mother laughed and said, “Well, I guess I can’t call Sue your maiden aunt anymore, can I?”

Donny, finally recognizing that his mother wasn’t at all upset about the matter, lightened up himself, smiling and saying, “That’s for sure. I took care of that matter three times over.”

Donny’s mother arched her eyebrow and said, “Three times, huh? I guess you ARE growing up.” She stood up and stretched, displaying her breasts as the thin fabric of her robe pulled tightly across them. “Well, it’s getting close to beddy-bye. Time for my bath.” With that, his mother headed for her bedroom. Donny couldn’t help but notice the way she swayed her hips when she walked away from him. She had never done that to him before, and he liked it.

As Donny sat there, half-way watching television, he heard his mother’s voice calling to him. He went to the door of her bathroom and asked, “Were you calling me?”

“Yeah, I forgot a towel. Will you get one from the top of the dryer and bring it into me please?”

“Sure, just a second,” Donny answered. “My God,” Donny thought, “she wants me to take a towel INTO her. Maybe she’s naked and I’ll get to see her. She really DID ask me to take the towel INTO the bathroom. Maybe she wants me to see her naked. Maybe this is the sign I’ve been looking for.”

Donny got the towel and went back to the bathroom door. He wasn’t sure how to proceed. Should he knock or just walk right in? Finally resolving the issue in his mind, he said to himself, “Well, she did tell me to go into the bathroom, so that’s what I’ll do.”

Donny opened the door and walked right in. His mother was sitting in the bathtub and looked up at him and smiled. “Thank you, dear. Just put it here on the edge of the tub. I guess I’m getting forgetful in my old age.”

Donny couldn’t tear his eyes away. His mom’s breasts were plainly visible, standing so firm and upright on her chest. They were rounded and so smooth looking, like they were made of Jello molds poured full of cream. Each one was tipped by a little upright nubbin of nipple, like a little fingertip poking out from the center. As his eyes worked lower, he could see a hint of black just under the surface of the soapy water right at the juncture of her thighs. “Oh, God,” Donny thought, “she is a vision. Her breasts are absolutely perfect and I can almost see her pussy.” There wasn’t anyway he could avoid reacting to the sight–his cock grew almost instantly hard and made a obvious bulge in the front of his trousers.

A slight smile was the only notice his mother gave to Donny’s very visible discomfiture. She looked up at him and said, “I haven’t had my back washed since your dad and I got divorced, and I really miss it. While you’re here, would you mind washing my back for me?”

Donny could hardly believe the good fortune fate was bestowing on him. “She’s asking me to wash her back, to touch that smooth skin and beautiful nude body,” he thought. “Oh, God, will I ever!” Donny got down on his knees next to the tub and said in the most blatant understatement of his life, “Sure, I’ll be glad to.”

She handed him a sponge and bar of soap and Donny took them in trembling hands. She said, “Here, use these.” And noticing the way his hands were shaking, added, “Donny, sweetheart, you don’t have to be nervous. I’m not going to break.”

Donny soaped up her back with the bar of soap, rubbing the smooth lather all over the white expanse of her back. He could see that she was thinner than Sue, that her ribs showed on her back and her spine was plainly evident. Her skin felt so smooth and soft that Donny could have kept rubbing forever, so caught up in the pleasure the contact of his hands with her body was giving him. He worked his hands up to the top of her shoulders and gently kneaded them, giving her a massage as well as back wash. She threw her shoulders back against his hands, a shrugging motion, and said, “Oh, that’s so nice. I didn’t realize how tight my muscles were.”

Emboldened by what had happened thus far, Donny decided to go even further, to risk even more. “It would be even better if I rubbed you all over. Would you like for me to do that?”

There were a few moments of silence and Donny thought he had completely blown it, that he had gone too far, too fast. Then she turned toward him and their eyes met and locked. In a little, soft voice she said, “Yes, I think I would like that.” She put her hand on his and continued, “Why don’t you rinse me off and then we can use my bed for the massage.”

Donny took the sponge and squeezed water over her shoulders, rinsing off the soap he had applied. After he had finished with her back and shoulders, she said, “Do the front, too.”

Dipping the sponge back into the water, Donny squeezed water over her breasts, rivulets that flowed over and around them. He moved the sponge down and gently rinsed each of the creamy mounds, rubbing around, over, and under them. As he did, he could see the nipples lengthen and stand erect, like two little soldiers standing at attention. He was completely enraptured. This was the stuff of his imagination, of his most erotic dreams, and now he was getting to act out those fantasies in real life.

Donny’s mother then put her hands on the sides of the tub and said, “Now do the rest.” Slowly, she stood up, water dripping from her, to where she stood facing him. He was still on his knees, and her vagina came to just the same level as his eyes, wet and sleek and only inches away. For a few moments, Donny just gazed, the slightly pouted lips of her vagina drawing his eyes with an irresistible attraction. The dark hair on the surface of the little mounds on each side of the cleft was long and clung to her wet skin and curled under into the space between her legs. Some of the wet hairs had even flowed into the cleft, as if they, too, sought the same goal Donny was seeking.

Donny suddenly remembered what he was supposed to be doing and brought the wet sponge up to the softly rounded flesh of her belly, squeezing water over its surface. It flowed down into the vaginal furrow and into the creases at the places where her legs met the furry space between them. He stroked the sponge across the soft belly and then down to her dark triangle, pressing softly and rubbing in small circles. As his hand touched the surface of her vagina, she spread her legs apart, giving him room to move and wash between them. He moved his whole hand into the area and felt the softness of her inner thighs press against it. Using his fingers, Donny pushed the sponge into her feminine crevice, causing it to gape open. He could see the little nubbin of her clitoris right at the top of the furrow and moved the sponge up to lave the spot he knew would bring her pleasure. As he stroked the soft, wet sponge across its sensitive surface, a soft moan escaped his mother’s lips. Not daring to risk more, he moved the sponge over her legs and rinsed them. After he finished with her front, she turned around, presenting her backside, and said, “Now this side.”

With the sight of his mother’s outthrust buttocks before him, all he really wanted to do was to reach out and caress them, to knead them gently with his hands. He could hardly believe how beautifully shaped her buttocks were–firm, small globes, each little more than a handful. Sue’s hips had been wide and her ass full and lush, but his mother’s hips were narrow, almost boyish, and her buttocks complemented them perfectly. He stroked across their surfaces with the sponge and pushed it into the deep cleft between them. She leaned over and spread her legs apart again, giving him access to the area. With her like that, he could see the little crinkled rosebud of her anus, and he stroked the sponge across it, gently rinsing it. She straightened up and turned back around, facing him again. “This is the best bath I’ve had in a long time. Thank you for washing my back, sweetheart.” Then she smiled and added, “And all the rest, too.”

She took up the towel and started drying herself. Donny would have been glad to help with that, too, but she said, “Why don’t you go take a quick shower while I finish getting ready. By the time you get back, I’ll have a massage parlor all set up.”

After rushing back to his room, Donny shaved and took one of the quickest showers of his life. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to dress to go to a “massage parlor,” so he just slipped on a pair of pajama bottoms. They weren’t nearly so tight as Jockey shorts and allowed his rigidly standing cock a little more room for comfort.

Even though Donny had already been aroused by seeing and touching his mother in her bath, his excitement rose several degrees higher from what he saw and smelled as he entered her bedroom. All the lights had been turned off and sitting on the dresser and the nightstand were several brightly flaming candles. Also on the dresser was an incense burner, with tendrils of exotically perfumed smoke rising from it. The sheer sensuality of the room would have been arousing by itself, but what Donny saw in the center of the pool of candlelight made him catch his breath. His mother had turned down the bedspread, leaving only a sheet, and she lay in the middle of it, on her stomach, totally nude, except for a wispy bra and a G-string.

“How’s this for a massage parlor?” she asked.

“This is wonderful. It’s absolutely beautiful.” Donny walked over and stood by the bed, gazing down lovingly at his beautiful mother. “And you’re the most beautiful thing in the room,” he said softly.

“Thank you, kind sir.”

Donny sat down on the bed next to her and rubbed his hand softly across the fabric of the G-string. “A G-string is about the sexiest thing a woman can wear. I love it.”

She smiled and said, “Somehow or other I knew you would like my G-string.”

“You found it, huh?” Donny asked.

“Yes, and it was still wet when I discovered it. I was so flattered by the gift you left in it that I wore it that way all day long.”

The thought of her having that come-soaked G-string covering her pussy aroused Donny to even greater heights, and his cock jerked and throbbed in response. He was now practically panting from arousal and aching to reach out and caress that beautiful body that lay exposed to his eyes. Barely able to get the words out, Donny said, “You ready for that rub-down now?”

“I mean. There’s a bottle of lotion on the dresser, why don’t you use it?”

Donny got the bottle and opened its spout, pouring a generous portion of lotion into his palm. He sat the bottle on the nightstand and lowered his hands to her shoulders. The lotion was creamy and smooth and added immeasurably to the sensuality of his touching her skin. He rubbed the lotion into her shoulders and across her back and then started massaging, slowly and deeply kneading her shoulders and neck. He could feel the tension go out of her muscles as he worked his fingertips into the tightness across her neck and back. She sighed and murmured, “That feels so nice. Oh, Baby, you do that so well.”

Donny moved his attention to her back and massaged the area between her shoulders and waist. Every time he stroked up and down, though, her bra strap got in the way. “Undo the clasp and take it off. That way it won’t be in the way,” his mother said softly.

With the bra out of the way, Donny completed massaging the back area and then moved down lower, to the tight, little buttocks he had fallen in love with. Taking the lotion bottle, Donny squirted some out on each cheek, and then into the cleft that divided them. Using both palms, he then kneaded and massaged those firm globes, squeezing and making love to them with his hands. As he did so, he extended several fingers into the deep furrow that went down the middle of her ass. The skin in this area was almost unbelievably soft and warm. Using just his fingertips, he stroked the inner portion of her cleft, moving from its beginning at the base of her spine down into the depths hidden between her thighs. As he did, he could feel the beginning of her G-string. It barely covered her most private parts, concealing but revealing at the same time.

Moving his fingertips under the edge of the G-string, Donny found wetness–wetness far more creamy and smooth than the lotion he had been using. Exploring further, he found another furrow, one that was wide and gaping and slick with juices. Donny knew what it was, and his hands trembled from the knowledge. He knew that last he had his hands on his mother’s pussy and that his most erotic of dreams were now coming true. His mother buttocks quivered a little as his fingers delved into those most secret parts of her body and her hips moved up and down just slightly. Donny detected a soft sigh escaping from her lips.

Reluctantly leaving that part of his mother’s body, Donny filled his palms with lotion and rubbed her feet and calves, kneading and massaging just as he had done her shoulders. He slowly worked his hands up her legs until they reached her upper thighs. As they did, she spread her legs apart, giving him more access to their inner portions. As his hands approached the juncture point of her legs and buttocks, Donny could detect a musky odor arising from between his mothers thighs. He knew that odor from Sue, from when she had been so aroused. He knew then how right his mother had been when she said sex had a distinctive odor. It was an odor that Donny loved, though. From it, he knew that his mother was sexually aroused. As aroused, perhaps, as he was.

Once again, Donny fingers found his mother’s G-string. It was now soaking wet, though. He had not applied lotion to it, so Donny knew that it was sexual secretions coming from between his mother’s legs that had sopped it. His fingers stroked across the fabric and detected the furrow that was just under its surface, the furrow that he wanted to see and explore to its fullest. He believed that she shared that desire because her hips were moving in little circles as his fingers stroked the area between her thighs.

His mother murmured, “Umm, that’s so good, Donny. Now, how about the front?”

“Oh, God, yes, the front!” Donny almost shouted to himself. He had been waiting to massage her front–her front with its creamy breasts and, down lower, her now-sopping-wet pussy. His mother turned over slowly, exposing the almost nude front to him. As she did, her loosened bra fell away, leaving her breasts entirely bare, standing upright and firm.

Her breasts weren’t the only things bare. As his mother shifted sides, Donny had moved, too. As he did so, his cock, long confined within the fabric of his pajamas, worked its way out his fly and extended in front of him. As she turned, his mother saw his rigid, throbbing cock, and her hand made a tentative move for it, but then pulled back. Donny was almost relieved by her action. He was afraid that all she had to do was touch him and he would erupt in orgasm. Seeing and touching his mother’s body had brought him to the very limits of his young sensuality, and it would take very little more to bring him surging upwards to the explosion stage. Her touch would have ignited his fuse and taken him beyond any control he might have been able to summon.

Donny dribbled lotion on each of her breasts, aiming the spout so that the lotion fell on her nipples and flowed down the sides of her breasts. Setting the bottle aside, Donny took the lotion and spread it in circles, covering all her breasts and nipples. He rubbed and massaged the little nubbins of her nipples and they seemed to increase in size. Soon, they were rigid and hard, extending a quarter of an inch from the circles of her areolas. Taking a breast in each hand, he kneaded and squeezed them, using a gentle, slow stroking motion. Donny could tell his mother liked it because she arched her back off the bed, pushing her breasts into his hands. As she did, she muttered, “Oh, yes. Ohhh, yessss. That’s the way. That’s just right.”

As much as Donny liked fondling his mother’s breasts, he even more wanted to fondle the area down below, to touch and explore her wet pussy. Ever since he had seen her furrow and the whole of her pussy the night he rubbed her feet, Donny had longed to put his hands on that flesh, to delve his fingers into her womanness.

Donny spread lotion on his mother’s smooth belly and rubbed it in circles, working lower and lower with each stroke. Soon his hands reached and were frustrated by the G-string that covered her pussy. Donny had loved it when he first saw it, but now it was in the way, preventing him from examining and exploring the depths of his mother’s sex. He remembered that she had told him to remove her bra so he didn’t wait for an invitation about her G-string. He saw it was held in place by ties on each of her hips, so he undid the ties and loosened the fabric. As he did so, his mother murmured, “Yes, Baby, take it off.”

Emboldened by her encouragement, Donny lifted the G-string and laid it back so that her pussy was completely exposed. As he did so, the odor of her arousal wafted up and acted as an aphrodisiac, inflaming Donny’s lust to even higher levels. As her pussy came before his eyes, Donny once again pictured Uncle Ned pounding his cock into it, those many years ago. Then he remembered how the picture had changed in his mind so that it was he, not Uncle Ned, who was on top of his mother, and it was his cock, not Uncle Ned’s, thrusting in and out of the wet flesh that was now revealed to his hungry, lusting eyes. Donny’s cock throbbed in reaction. “Oh, God!” Donny thought, “What I wouldn’t give to bury my cock in here.”

Almost without volition, Donny’s hands reached out and touched the flesh of his mother’s vagina. He lightly stroked the soft, fine fur that grew so abundantly just above the pouting lips, touching with just the softest of touches. Then they came to the cleft that separated those pouting lips, and he delved a finger into it, seeking to touch the innermost parts of his mother’s body. Donny could hardly believe how hot and moist the cleft was. It was slick with her feminine lubrication and the wet, labial lips clung to his finger as it penetrated deeper and deeper.

Soon his finger came to the swollen node that he knew to be her clitoris. He ran his fingertip in circles, lightly caressing that little nubbin. He could hear his mother gasp, a deeply drawn intake of air, as he fondled the very center of her pleasure zone. Her hips jerked upward in response, and her gasp turned into a moan. Her hips worked in small circles as she ground herself against his hand, and her moan became even louder. She had her head thrown back and her eyes were tightly closed as she experienced the pleasure of Donny’s hands exploring, caressing, probing, and making love to the wet flesh of her woman’s sex.

But Donny wanted to delve even deeper, delve into depths of her belly. His finger probed until it found what it was seeking–the entrance to her cavern. He worked his finger into it, probing deeper and deeper. He joined that finger with another, and soon he had two fingers pushing into and out of her sheath. It was hot and so slick from her juices that he soon was working his fingers as fast as they could go.

By this time, his mother was moaning and thrusting her hips up against his hand, matching each of the inward strokes of his fingers with an upward thrust of her hips. She spread her legs even further apart and lifted them so they were bent at the knees. “Oh, Donny, Donny,” she moaned. Then she surprised him by stopping her hips movements. She opened her eyes and lifted her head saying, “Oh, Donny, stop please.”

Donny’s mother sat up and reached for the top of his pajamas and undid the drawstring. After it was loose, she said, “Oh, God, Donny, I need you. I need you so bad.” She pulled him so that he was between her legs and then reached down and pushed his pajamas down. As she did, his cock sprung out, rigid and wet from his abundant flow of pre-come. She wrapped her hand around it and fondled it. “This is what I need. I need this inside me.” She pulled him toward her, guiding his cock so that it’s head buried itself in her vagina. “Oh, Donny, make love to me. Please make love to me.”

With one long stroke, Donny drove his cock into his mother’s hot, wet channel. He was amazed at how good it felt to have a woman’s hot pussy grasp his cock without a rubber in the way. He thought that making love to Aunt Sue was great, but it was nothing compared to what he was now feeling. The sensations of moisture and heat could be felt to their fullest, and he revelled in those sensations. As his pubic mound crushed against hers, he cried out, “Oh, God, Mom! Oh, God, it’s so good, s-o g-o-o-d.”

Donny’s mother pulled his face down to hers and lightly kissed him on the lips. Then she whispered, “Donny, forget I’m your mother. Just pretend I’m another woman and make love to me. Love me hard. It’s been so long since I’ve been loved.” She emphasized her desires by thrusting her hips up to Donny and grinding her pubis against his.

Needing no other encouragement, he pulled his cock all the way out and shoved it in as hard as it could go. The friction of the tight ring around the entrance of her pussy was so pleasurable that he almost came immediately. Donny wanted his mother to receive the pleasure she craved, so using all his will power, he fought off orgasm and continued to thrust in and out with long, hard strokes. As he did so, he recalled his fantasy of pounding his cock in and out of her pussy and exulted in the realization that his fantasy was now reality. She had asked him to forget that she was his mother, but he didn’t want to. Knowing that it was his beautiful mother he was making love to only made the experience that much more pleasurable. Donny had seen her body as made for loving, and he was now doing his utmost to pay love-homage to that body.

Donny’s mother humped her hips up to his, matching each of his strokes with her own. Her buttocks were almost completely off the bed, her back arched upwards, as she pushed her pussy up to be filled by Donny’s hard-driving cock. With each of her thrusts, she muttered an “Uh!,” half- moan and half-grunt. Soon that was not enough for her, and she wrapped her legs around his hips, giving herself even greater leverage to thrust and hunch against him.

Even though her eyes were still closed, tears welled out of them and streaked her cheeks. Her mouth hung open as she gasped and panted, the pleasure sensations mounting higher and higher. “Oh, God, Donny! It’s been so long. Oh, God, so long,” she softly wailed. The wails turned into a chant of “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,” with thrust and counterthrust accented by her cry of pleasure.

Suddenly her eyes opened wide and an expression of wonder spread across her face. Donny could feel her stomach muscles quiver and spasm, the sensations rippling across his deeply thrusting cock. She spread her legs even wider, wrapping them up around his waist, and pushed a hard thrust against him, seeking even deeper penetration. She reached out her arms and wrapped them around his neck pulling him tightly against her. Their eyes were locked with the others as they stared deeply into each other’s souls. She opened her mouth and pulled his mouth hard against it. Their lips tried to devour each other’s mouth and their tongues swirled against each other. She was moaning constantly and gasping and panting around her swirling tongue into his mouth.

She pulled her mouth away and screamed, “Oh, God, Donny! Donny! Donny!” As she did, her whole pelvis shuddered, spasm-wracked, and pushed up against his. She was locked into place, her pussy hard against his pubis, legs wrapped around his waist and locked, and arms holding him hard against her breasts.

Donny knew that his mother was at last having an orgasm. Not just a little orgasm, but one that wracked her whole body, that caused her to shudder, jerk, and spasm. It was too much for him and his cock jerked and expanded, swelling even more than it had been. He could feel the flow of his sperm as it erupted from his cock, spurting shot after shot of hot juices into the liquid, warm flesh that surrounded it. He felt that he would fill her cavity with the abundance of his flow. He had never come that much before, not even when he lost his virginity to his Aunt Sue.

She pulled his mouth back against her own and they kissed softly and gently now, less frantic and hungry than before. Each of their tongues made soft love to the others, pleasuring each other through their mouths just as they were doing below. Even though his come had quit flowing, Donny’s cock still jerked in little spasms, the pressure of his mother’s pussy clasping it and the after effects of orgasm still bringing pleasure.

Without breaking their connection, Donny’s mother gently turned them over until they were laying on their sides. She put one leg over his hip and pressed her groin up to his, assuring that his cock remained firmly in place. She kissed him gently on the lips and said, “Thank you, sweetheart. That’s the first time I’ve had a man since your father and I got divorced. I haven’t come that hard in a long time. Would you believe that I had almost forgotten how good sex is. That was so good, in fact, that I don’t know whether I’ll be able to do without it now.”

Donny whispered, “It’s me that should be thanking you. I thought that making love to Sue was good, but it doesn’t begin to compare with being here with you. I had dreamed of making love to you, but the real thing was far better than the dream.”

She smiled and kissed him quickly on the lips again. “Oh, Donny, you are a real sweetheart.” She pecked him again and continued, “And you’re a good lover, too.” She pushed herself up firmly against his groin and said, “Oh, you’re still so nice and hard. Would you mind if we did it again? I know it makes me sound like a whore, but I’m still horny, and since you’re already in place, can we take advantage of it?” She pulled her hips back from his, unsheathing his cock until only the head remained in place, and then thrust forward, burying him again to the hilt. “Umnnn, yes. Still so good.”

Being so close to his mother’s nude body, feeling the warmth of her flesh and inhaling the musky odor of their coupling had kept Donny aroused despite having such an intense orgasm. He had already thought about their doing it again, but wasn’t sure how to initiate the action. Her taking the lead solved that problem. He answered her question by placing his hands on her buttocks and pulling her pussy down hard on his cock. He pulled it out and then repeated the motion. Even though with her pussy full of his sperm there wasn’t as much friction as before, the pleasure of the stroking was still almost more than he could bear. Donny repeated her words back to her, “Yes, it is still good. Loving you is so good.”

Donny’s mother smiled at him and said, “Wanna do it doggy fashion?”

Donny smiled back and said, “Yeah!”

She disengaged herself from him and got up on her hands and knees, turning her ass toward him. She spread her legs a little apart and reached up and stroked her slick, gaping furrow. “This is one of my favorite ways to do it. It allows deep penetration, and I like that. Put it right here in this spot, lover.”

Donny had admired his mother’s ass when he rinsed her off in the bath and when he had given her a massage, but seeing it turned toward him, with legs spread apart and pussy lips gaping and gleaming moistly, he was filled with a feeling of concupiscence such he had never before experienced. He had thought his mother beautiful, but right now she was beautiful beyond compare.

He got on his knees behind his mother and pressed his cock against her wet slit. She guided it into the right place and pushed back against him, signaling that he could commence. With each passing second, Donny was growing more and more aroused, overcoming the effects of his recent orgasm. “Oh, God,” he thought, “what a sweet ass.” As he drove his cock home, driving it in until it completely embedded in his mother’s hot hole, he thought, “As long as I live I’ll probably never have another piece of pussy as good as this is right now.” He pistoned his hard shaft in and out of her slick cavern and said, “Oh, God, Mom. This is so good. I don’t know how it could ever be better than this.”

She turned her head toward him and said, “That’s just what you think now. Believe me, it just gets better and better.”

Donny quit talking and concentrated on fu*king his mother in a way that would completely satisfy her. He could hardly believe how hot she was, asking him to fu*k her again just minutes after the first time. He wanted to fu*k her until she had enough, until she could only smile in satisfaction. He wasn’t sure what it would take, but he was going to try to be the best lover she had ever had. He wanted her to end up with that “freshly fu*ked” look she said Aunt Sue had.

He could see why his mother liked the doggy position so much. He was able to penetrate deeper into her than he had from the front and the pressure from the walls of her pussy bore down on his cock in such a way that it produced waves of pleasure with each stroke. A lot of the pleasure was visual. He enjoyed seeing his cock, wet and slick from their combined juices, pushing in and out of her grasping, sucking pussy.

Donny could see that she was rubbing her clitoris as he stroked, so he reached around and put his hand in place of hers, lightly stroking her clitoris, moving his finger up and down with each of his in-and-out motions. He placed the other hand on one her breast and kneaded it and rolled the nipple between his fingers. She was practically throwing her ass back at each of his thrusts, her movements becoming faster and faster, spurring him on to even greater action. She muttered, “Yeah, lover. Oh, yes, Baby. That’s just right. You’re doing just right.”

Once again, Donny felt the stirrings deep within his mother’s belly, the beginning shudders and spasms of orgasm. He speeded up his thrusts, pushing hard to drive her over the edge and into another orgasm as intense as her first. Suddenly she shouted, “Oh, God, Baby, I’m coming! Oh, I’m coming again. Don’t stop. Keep giving it to me. Oh, Baby, fu*k me. Keep fu*king me hard.”

Donny started thrusting so hard that he drove her forward with each of the strokes. Deeply in and then all the way out, thrust in, pull out, time after time. Her whole pelvis was shaking and she was wailing in ecstasy, “Oh, Donny. Yes, yes, yes! Oh, God, it’s so good. Coming, coming, cominngggg.”

Donny was coming, too, his jerking cock spewing out a fresh supply of hot sperm, coating and filling her pussy to over- flowing. He could see it form a frothy ring where his cock was going in and out of her flesh, and little streams of come were beginning to dribble down the insides of her thighs. She fell face forward on the bed, pulling Donny with her. His cock was lodged between and held tight in the now squeezed cleft of her ass. She was completely relaxed and made little, soft “oh” sounds of relaxation and satiation.

Donny, too, was completely spent, exhausted from loving his mother so hard and long. His cock slowly softened and then lay there between her ass cheeks, held tight in their wet, slick grip. Finally, his cock shrunk up completely and fell out of it lodging place to lay flat against her ass. She stirred a little, so he moved to lay beside her, nestling against her naked body.

FUCKING AT SCHOOL

She turned on her side and whispered, “Do I have that freshly fu*ked look? I ought to. I feel freshly fu*ked. Oh, boy, do I ever feel freshly fu*ked.” She kissed him lightly on the lips and said, “Thank you, sweetheart. That was so good. Stay here with me. Sleep with me tonight. I need to be cuddled, to have someone with me.”

Donny loved the thought of sharing a bed with his mother all night. Even though he was drowsy, sleeping with his mother had an exotic appeal that brought new stirrings to his groin. His mother, though, blew out the remaining candle that was burning and pulled the covers up over them. She cuddled herself against

I and My Mom

It was a warm night and my mother had called me from work, she owns a ladies fashion store down town. Her car was in the shop so I told her I would pick her up after she closed the store. I pulled around back to wait. I watched as the three ladies that work for her left out the back door. After ten minutes I started to get impatient. Getting out of the car I walked to the back door but it was locked. There was a widow off to one side and there was a light coming from it. I moved a large trash can over so I could stand on it and look inside. Mothers had moved into this new store since I have been away at school. I had only been in the front so did not know what was inside the window. I had to stand on my tip toes as the window was high up. But I could see well enough to see my mother standing naked just out side a narrow shower stall. I did not know she had a shower in the store. But I should have guessed as she has always been a clean freak.

When I was a kid she would wash my hand several times a day and make me change my clothes every time I came in from playing. So seeing that she had a shower was not a big surprise but seeing my mother gorgeous body was. I had no idea she had a figure like what I was looking at. Mother was tall five ten I think. Her breasts were firm large and shaped like a ski jump. They slopped down and then curved up to a rather large pointed nipple. Her shoulders were broad and her waist narrow. All this was set off to perfection by hips that were just broad enough to make everything else look very sexy. Her dark hair was pushed up and covered by one of those little plastic things to keep it dry. But the other patch of dark hair was long and dripping wet. She had a wide patch of hair forming a dark vee trailing down between her legs. He legs were long a little thin but still had a good shape to them. They kept her fine firm ass off the floor and it was a fine ass. If I don’t know anything else about women I do know about asses. Mother’s ass was plump and solid as a rock. I knew she worked out but god she was as solid as I am. She has the most beautiful body I have ever seen on any female regardless of age.

I stood there ogling my mother as if I had never seen a naked female form before. I had one hand on the window ledge and the other on my erection. I was standing on tip toes looking at my mother and gripping my erection as if it were going to run away if I did not get a grip on it. Then as I watched her dry off she did the sexist thing I had ever seen in my life. She put the heavy towel between her legs and worked it back and forth rubbing it wildly across her pussy. It was almost like masturbating. Drying her own body was like some kind of religious risqué ritual honoring her fine physique. I felt my hardness grow to the point it hurt. But I was not about to get down till I could not longer see her beautiful form. That was when she stepped through the door into another room turning out the light as she went.

When she came out I was sitting in the car my breathing back for normal as well as my erection. As she emerged from the building I got out came around and opened the car door for her. She was dressed to a “T” and she was still gorgeous even with cloths on.

We did not go straight home she wanted to show me a new restaurant so we headed off up Charity hill to park in a wide open space that was once the finest place in the county to come with a girl to park and spark. Almost all the fine large trees were gone but I must say the building was petty spectacular for a small country town.

We were seated off to one side of the dance floor. There was a three piece band playing softly and the place was packed. The lights were low and there was a soft murmur of voices that seen to float just above my head. Our first order of drinks came before we ordered our meal. The second round came before the meal was ready and the third was served just as the table was cleared. Mom reached across touching my arm softly “Robert dance with your mother will you?” she was smiling and there was a bright twinkle in her eyes I had never seen there before. The smile was broad yet her teeth did not show. Her hand moved to my wrist as she started to stand. We floated around the floor to the music our bodies molded together as if we were one. It was as if the drinks were taking hold of us both and we were just letting it happen with out resisting.

I felt her warm firm breasts fit neatly into my chest between my breasts. My erection came up and fitted neatly between her legs as it pressed firmly against her soft mound well hidden by that dense dark vee of hair between her legs.

The lights were dimmed and in the shadows we paused and just held one another. Mother tilled her head up to look into my eyes. I lowered my mouth over hers and we kissed as lovers do warmly and wet as our tongues found togetherness. My hand came up between us to caress a breast. Her hand went down between us and found my erection full and hard. “Oh, my God Robert I need you so. Take me home.” I had no idea mother had been feeling the same as I but I did not need a second invitation.

In the parking lot I opened her door and she slipped in letting her skirt slide up to reveal that she did not have panties on. Before she could turn fully into the seat I reached and blocked her with my leg. I kneeled down between her legs and parting her legs with my hands I quickly placed my mouth over her wet opening. She grabbed my head and pulled me hard into her wetness. I licked and suck her clitoris while listening to her gasp and moan to a rhythm all her own. My tongue was licking over her clitoris as my finger found her wet juicy cunt. This drove her wild and again she cried out for me to take her home. But I was not about to let this moment pass me by so I let my fingers go deeper and my tongue lick faster. It did not take long for her to scream and give forth a sweetness of nectar that filed my every desire and dream. Sucking and licking till she pushed me away.

I stood and looked down at her “Robert get in the car and please let’s go home?” We had hardly started to move when Mother leaned over putting her head close to my lap. He able fingers were on my zipper and my erection was free in seconds. Her mouth was warm and dripping wet. She slipped her mouth down over my cock head and kept going till she had as much as she could take in her mouth. I was stunned and surprised but the feeling of my cock in my mother’s mouth was beyond anything I could describe. . It was an emotional high unlike anything I had ever known before. My beautiful mother sucking my cock was more than I could take. I jammed on the breaks jerking to a stop. I shot off the pulsations were quick and strong the volume of fluid was supreme to anything I had ever given up before.

She said “Robert are you able to drive safely.”

My reply was “Of course mother I will get you home in one piece for many more pieces after that”

She blinked and only smiled. So I repeated my words “Of course Mother I will get a piece of you at home.” No that is not what I had said, the first time. I laughed and said, it again “I want a piece of you as soon as we get home?”

Then we laughed and put our head together. I whispered ‘Mom I think I am fu*king drunk.” She laughed loudly. That was when a man came up to us. He was one of the parking valets. He said “Sir, let me drive you home at no cost to you. It is a courtesy of the restaurant.” Mother and I happily crawled into the back seat.

The sun was sneaking around the edge of the heavy drapes shielding the three of us from the break of day. Mother was nude, lying in his black arms I was laying with my head to the foot of the bed looking at her very red puffy pussy. My mouth tasted like last years dog shit or something like that. I touched my now soft cock it was covered with a sticky fluid I knew all to well. I sat up to look over the sense of much lust and sexual intercourse. The young valet was sleeping like a baby. I saw his rather long cock was also covered with a creamy semi-clean foamy fluid. What ever had happened here it had not been long ago or this stuff would have been dried my now. Mother looked very sexy in her nude relaxed form. There was a smear of the same foamy stuff on her face and down bout legs. That lovely pile of thick dark hair between her legs was matted with the same thick cream. “God all might we three must have fu*ked like crazy all night long.” That is when the realization of what had happened set in. I had along with this young man had fu*ked my mother for what looked like several times during the night. “Gee’s what was I going to do now.”

I got the guy up and out the door with a hundred dollars in his hand for taxi fare without waking my mother. I showered and dressed in a pair of pajamas and checked on mother one more time before going to bed. She was still asleep and she looked so beautiful laying here naked.

It was nearly eleven when I woke again. Mother was sitting on the side of my bed smiling at me. “Robert we had fun did we not?” she asked.

I flipped back the covers and pulled her down next to me. “Yes mother I do believe we did.” We kissed and her hands were on my erection and they felt so wonderful. I said “How did this all start?” She smiled at me and said “I watched you in the shower a few times just after you came home from school. I knew than that I wanted you. Then when I saw you looking in the window at the store I felt you wanted me to. So why fight it and here we are. Do you mind?”

I did not fight it and neither did mother life goes on and we are lovers still. Every once in a while we do talk about that first night and the black man that joined us. It seemed to excite us both but we have never invited any one to join us. I often want to tell my wife about myself and mother but that I do believe would spoil what we have. Mother is older now and still beautiful to me and she always will be.