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She removed the ones she had on and tossed them at my face. I held them and took a whiff of her juice, noting that she had really soaked the pair she had been wearing. Mom laughed lightly as she headed back down the hall to her bedroom. I got up and pulled my pants back on, then tossed Mom's panties into the washing machine. Minutes later we were on the road and back on our normal schedule.

I was incredibly focused in all my classes that Friday. The only distraction came at the end of the day. It suddenly dawned on me that I would be alone with my mother all weekend. Then I started reviewing all the times she had already sucked my dick, and how many of those times she had made me come in her mouth. The first number wasn't really a clear number that worked, since she had basically sucked my dick all night while we slept.

So I reviewed all the times she had drained me, counting them on my fingers. Six times--no seven! Just in the last twenty-four hours, Mom had taken seven loads of my cum down her throat. I looked up at the clock on the classroom wall and gulped. In eight minutes, I would be done with school. I wondered if I would survive the weekend.

* * *

I did not have any homework that weekend, so I just tossed my backpack into my locker and jogged over to the elementary school. Mom was already coming out the front doors when I got there. I stopped where I stood and smiled at her. She looked positively radiant in that blouse and skirt. It wasn't the outfit, it was her smiling face and the way she carried herself.

I gave her a hug, careful to keep it brief and respectable since we were in front of her school. We got in the car and it took a few minutes to get out of the parking lot. The place was always packed when school let out on Fridays.

"How was your day?" Mom asked.

"Pretty good," I replied. "I got everything done in class today, so no homework. I feel like I really learned a couple of new things, so the day was productive. And, of course, my day could not have possibly started out any more amazing than it did. How was your day?"

Mom flushed, but only slightly, when I talked. We moved forward two more car lengths before she answered, "It wasn't too bad at work. The day seemed to drag on at first, but then Monica made my day." She pulled forward one more car length and then smiled at me. "She asked how my 'incredibly good-looking' son was doing and asked if you were seeing anyone."

I smiled back at her, but then shook my head. "How did that make your day?" I asked.

She shivered. "I could see how much she wanted you, and then I thought how amazing it was for me to be with you last night. I can only imagine how much more she would want you if she had any idea." She chuckled and then added, "Plus, it was fun to tell her you were definitely seeing someone this weekend."

We finally pulled out of the parking lot, but the streets near the schools weren't much better. When we stopped to wait for the traffic signal to change, she murmured to me out of the side of her mouth, "Would you like to feel how excited I am, looking forward to this weekend?"

She spread her legs slightly and I tried to look casual as I reached over between her thighs. I gasped when my fingertips found her panties--they were soaked! I had never felt a woman so wet. Seriously, it felt like she had just poured a glass of warm water down there.

"Wow," I croaked. I pulled my hand back over to my face. After looking around, I sniffed them briefly and couldn't suppress a shudder as I sucked her juices from those two fingers.

We were both incredibly turned on, but that just made it feel like it took FOREVER for us to make the drive home. I wanted to scream at every idiot on the road, but didn't say a word because I didn't want to draw attention. I was afraid it would be obvious how hard I was as the smell of my mother's juicy pussy filled the car.Eventually we did make it home. As soon as Mom parked the car, she leaned over and kissed me hungrily. Then we both quickly unbuckled our seatbelts and scurried into the house. The front door was barely closed behind us when we started frantically kissing in the front hallway. Mom was unzipping my jeans and driving her tongue into my mouth, and I felt like I was losing my balance. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled my mouth from hers with a gasp.

"Calm down, Mom," I said. Because I was so impossibly aroused, my voice was throatier than normal, and that came out as a deeper, more commanding statement than I intended.

Her eyes flashed as she looked into mine, and she nodded. "We should probably take a shower, to cool off," she gasped.

She started unbuttoning her blouse as she walked back toward her bedroom. I followed and watched her reach back to unhook her bra after she had pulled her blouse out of her skirt. I turned into my own bedroom and quickly kicked off my jeans, underpants and socks. After I pulled my shirt off over my head, I was surprised to see Mom standing in my doorway. She had removed her blouse, skirt and panties, but she still wore the nylon stockings that came up to mid-thigh. Those stockings were all she wore. My God, she looked sexy! I had to remind myself to breathe.

"Mom...?" I murmured in disbelief.

"We'll take a shower afterward," she said, walking in and pushing me onto my bed. "I can't wait."

My breath shot out of me when my back hit the mattress, and I was struggling to sit up when she straddled my thighs. She wrapped her arms around my head and pulled my mouth to hers, her breasts mashed against my chest, and her wet pussy engulfed my hard dick. She was pumping her hips insistently as soon as I was inside her, driving my full length into her depths.

I closed my eyes and pushed my hips up to meet her thrusts. Damn, that felt so good! Then Mom shuddered and came, moaning into my mouth. My eyes opened and I saw her eyes right in front of me. They were half-closed and she had that vacant look again as she urgently humped her hips up and down and impaled herself on my dick. I thought back to last night, when she had that same out-of-control look. Then I thought about how I had managed to pull out of her, and how she said she had appreciated it. All of that went through my head in a flash, and I reached down to seize her hips.

Mom moaned into my mouth, but then that turned into a growl of protest when I held her down and kept her from riding me. Her hips squirmed in my grasp, but I held her firmly in place. She pulled back her head with a desperate gasp. "What are you doing?" she asked. It was a relief to see her eyes focused on me so clearly.

"You told me last night that I should not fuck you," I said, much more calmly than I felt. "You were very clear on that point. My cock was inside you, and you made me promise not to fuck you after that one time. I'm sure you had a good reason, and that hasn't changed just because you're horny after a long day at work."

"But I...oh," she said weakly. She stopped trying to fuck me, and I relaxed my hold so she could slide out of my lap. She sat next to me in the bed, still looking sexy as fuck, and thought hard for a long moment. Finally she licked her lips and looked up at my face again. "When I said that, I felt like it would be cheating on your father if I let you fuck me. Then he called and told you to take care of me, and he knew I could hear him. He was giving us his permission, without saying it in so many words. That was why I kept you in bed with me last night, and I felt free to have you in my mouth all night long. Does that make sense?"

I thought about it and nodded.

"Good," she said, sounding relieved. She lay back on my bed and spread her legs invitingly. "So, I guess...as long as your father is gone, you should feel free to fuck me any time you want."

I looked at her face closely and asked, "Are you serious?" but I was already moving into position between her legs.

She nodded vigorously and then cried, "Yes!" when I drove my dick into her.

"Ohhh, yes," I agreed as my cock was enveloped in the hot, wet perfection of my mother's sweet pussy. Her legs wrapped around me and pulled me insistently deeper, until I was once again completely sheathed inside her. I bent forward and took her throbbing nipple into my mouth and she responded by moaning lustily and wrapping her arms around my head.

It felt incredible, of course, but what made it even better was the feeling of relief that went along with the intense stimulation. I had been incredibly tense because I had felt like the burden of holding back was entirely on me. Mom had demonstrated that she could not be trusted when she was in heat. That burden of responsibility had felt like a physical weight on my shoulders and back and my muscles had been tight ever since I had forced myself to withdraw my cock from her the night before.

I only really became aware of it when those muscles relaxed as if a heavy weight had fallen off my shoulders.

It felt like I was allowed to fuck her, and to thoroughly enjoy this pussy that fit me so perfectly. I didn't have to feel guilty any more. Her hips pumped up off of my bed to meet my thrusts eagerly. It felt like we had barely started when she gasped "Oh fuck!" and shuddered beneath me.

I looked up at her face in disbelief as I felt her juices spray out of her like a fountain. My balls were drenched in her warm fluids, and I could even feel that moisture soaking the insides of my thighs. I had never even imagined a woman could come so hard! Then I realized I had stopped thrusting when she cried out, "Don't stop! Keep fucking me, honey! It's so perfect!" She practically sobbed the "so perfect" part of that, and I immediately got back to fucking her.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was thinking, Okay, my turn now! Honestly, I don't know why, or where that came from; it was just there. I slid my hands down to her hips and really started plowing her drenched pussy as hard and as fast as I could. It felt like I was using her to pleasure my hard dick, but somehow I thought I had earned it. What I had no way of knowing was how good that was for her, until she screamed and exploded with her second gushing orgasm.

Nothing got her off more than when I took control, grabbed her, and fucked her as hard as I could. Any reservations I had vanished when I kept fucking her at that same crazy pace and she shuddered through another orgasm just a minute later. There was no reason for me to hold back any more.

That pace was unsustainable, of course. I lasted five more minutes at most, and then I had to release her nipple as I bellowed through my own incredible orgasm. "Coming!" I cried, "I'm coming inside you, Mom. Oh! I'm coming in your pussy!"

With each spurt of my cum, she shuddered and moaned. "Oh!" "Oh!" "OH!" "OH!" "Oh!" "Oh, damn!" "Oh!" "Oh! So much--Oh!" Then she trailed off with a prolonged, "Ohhh..." as the last of my sperm drained out inside her. Her internal muscles spasmed and a deluge of our mingled juices drained out of her around my spent cock.

My bed was absolutely soaked with our sweat and a river of her tangy juices and my semen. I had one of those plastic mattress pads under the sheet, so it kept all that fluid from soaking in. However, it made the top of my bed feel like a swamp. I got shakily to my feet after sliding out of the bed, and then I helped my mother stand up.

"Wow," she whispered, looking up at me. Then she pulled me down for another fierce kiss. It surprised me she still had the energy to kiss me with that much passion and hunger. When we finally stopped kissing and sucked in air, she chuckled, "I guess we really need that shower now!"

I laughed lightly and took her hand, walking with her until I reached my bathroom door. I let her fingers slide from my hand as I stepped in and turned on the light. I hummed lightly and couldn't stop grinning as I turned on the water in the bathtub to let it warm up. When I stood up, I was surprised to see Mom standing there in the bathroom right behind me. She had peeled off the drenched stockings and set them on my bathroom counter.

She stepped up and pressed her sexy naked body against mine, kissing me again while the water ran in the tub. Feeling her like that, with her breasts mashed against my chest and her pussy mound teasing the front half of my cock, got me hard again. Mom turned and stepped into the tub first, and that was when it dawned on me that we would share a shower. I stepped into the tub behind her. When she bent over to check the water temperature, her sexy ass was pointed right at me.

I couldn't resist.

Mom squealed in surprise when I grabbed her hips and drove my dick into her from behind. Her eyes were wild when she looked back over her shoulder at me.

That is one of my favorite things on Earth, honestly--that wild expression on a woman's face when I take her from behind. It just made my dick harder when she did that. I used my thumbs to pry her sexy ass cheeks apart, giving me a fantastic view as I pounded my dick in and out of her.

As if I couldn't be any more turned on, I had to lick my lips as I looked at my mother's asshole for the first time. It was as sexy and beautiful as the rest of her. That puckered little ring of pale brown muscle throbbed visibly every time I thrust into her pussy and I couldn't help but think how amazing that was going to feel wrapped around my hard cock.

Denise and I had enjoyed anal sex more than anything else. Emmanuelle had been reluctant to try it and hadn't enjoyed it as much, but her sexy asshole had felt incredible both times she let me fuck it. As amazing as my mother was at everything else, I just knew anal sex with her was going to be absolutely mind-blowing.

"Oh, God!" she gasped in disbelief, "Already?" Then her mouth shot open and she came all over my thrusting cock once again. She had felt me swelling up inside her, and it set her off knowing I was about to come inside her again.

"Yes!" I hissed, burying my pulsing cock in her completely and filling her with another hot load of my sperm.

She shakily reached down to shift the flow of the water up to the shower head, and the warm water pelted over us as I coated her womb with incestuous seed. After that intense orgasm, my cock went stubbornly soft and slipped out of her. We had to hold each other for support in the aftermath of that quick, intense coupling. My legs were shot, and hers trembled as my semen flowed out of her.

The warm water helped us recover faster, and then we lovingly soaped each other and I got to thoroughly explore every inch of my mother's sexy body as I cleaned her in the shower. She gasped when my soapy fingers worked over her tight, puckered asshole.

"I can't believe you're touching me there," she groaned softly.

I looked at her face and grinned, but then I saw she was blushing. Not just a little bit, either. She was bright red with embarrassment and bit her lip when my eyes met hers. Then she shook her head and shivered despite the warmth of the water washing over us. I had the tips of my soapy index and middle finger of my right hand pressed against her asshole. I had started to tease her open, but stopped.

"Please stop," she murmured shakily, "that's so dirty!"

I stared at her and swallowed heavily. She wasn't kidding. My dick was completely drained and would not be capable of getting hard again for another half-hour or so, but it lurched against my thigh when my eyes locked with my mother's. It was another moment of deep understanding that passed between us without a word. I knew from her shocked and embarrassed expression that she had never let anyone play with her asshole before, much less taken a hard cock in that tight little hole. My mother was an anal virgin.

She knew from my aroused expression and the way my slick fingers had insistently probed at her tight backdoor that I wanted her ass. I don't know which of us was more shocked. I pulled my soapy fingers out of her ass crack and we finished rinsing without another word.

I turned off the water and grabbed a towel for each of us. I quickly dried my hair and upper body, then licked my lips as I watched Mom dry her body. It made her breasts wobble enticingly and drew my gaze to her hard nipples. I groaned and leaned toward her, taking her stiff right nipple into my mouth again. Mom groaned in response and slowly worked the towel over her back and bottom while I sucked her breast.

When I pulled my mouth off with a slurp and moved over to her left nipple, Mom chuckled. "You really love my tits, don't you?"

My eyes met hers and I ran my tongue around that hard nipple in my mouth before pulling back just enough to murmur, "I love all of you, Mom. Every single part of you is just perfect and sexy. Mmm."

She smiled and shook her head. Then I watched her bite her lip as she watched me worshipping her left breast with my mouth. Her eyes widened as she read my expression, and I'm pretty sure she was thinking that "every part of her" included her asshole. I know I was.

* * *

After the shower, Mom went into her bedroom and I went into mine. I put on a fresh pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She emerged from her bedroom wearing a lightweight housecoat or robe that secured around her waist with a cloth belt. It was a fairly modest piece of clothing compared to what she had worn Wednesday and Thursday evening. At first, I thought I might have been too forward, touching her butt the way I had, but then I realized someone might come to the house and she had to be presentable. She kissed me tenderly in the hallway and we held hands as we went out to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

It was early for dinner, so we prepared a casserole. It would take almost an hour to bake, so it would be ready when we normally ate. We got out a pair of cutting boards and stood next to each other as we diced and chopped the ingredients for the casserole. Just like the previous evening, we smiled at each other often as we worked.

Mom set the timer after she put the casserole into the oven. When she stood up, I wrapped my arms around her midsection and hugged her from behind. She smiled and turned her head so I could kiss her. After that brief, soft kiss she murmured, "We have forty-five minutes until the casserole is done."

I watched a sexy grin spread over her face when she felt my shaft thickening against her bottom. She leaned up and gave me another quick smooch. "It feels like my appetizer is ready," she growled. Then she reached back with her left hand and squeezed my shaft through my shorts. She gave it a couple of soft strokes through the fabric, and then gave me another peck on the lips as her hand teased the hardening head of my dick. "Why don't we head into the living room and get comfortable?" she suggested.

"Getting comfortable" meant me taking off my shorts and sitting on the couch so she could lie on her tummy and take her time enjoying my hard cock in her mouth. This wasn't what I would consider a "blowjob." It was more like what she had done overnight; filling her mouth with dick and gently nursing on it. Her wet, softly sucking mouth felt incredible. I was completely hard immediately and then her tongue went to work on me, slowly circling the sensitive ridge around my cock head and lapping at the tip to encourage me to feed her the pre-cum she craved.

She moaned happily as my dick throbbed and gave it to her. I reached down to run my fingers through her hair, brushing it away from her face so I could watch her expression and her lips spread around my pulsing shaft. Her eyes were nearly closed as she savored the mouthful of cock and the liquid treat it provided. She was deep in cock-lust again and then she slowly started humping her hips up and down, pressing her pussy mound into the couch cushion beneath her.

I raked my fingers through her hair twice more and then let my hand slide down her back to squeeze her sexy ass cheeks through her robe. The soft moan that had been almost constant as she nursed my pre-cum turned into a throaty growl as I pulled the cloth up and exposed her bottom. She was wearing another pair of panties like the ones she wore to work. They had a delicate lacework in the back and formed a sort of curved diamond shape. The band of lace hugged her hips and led into a gradually narrower, soft fabric that disappeared between her cheeks rather than hugging them. It wasn't a thong, but it displayed the sexy curves of her bottom beautifully. I knew that the front appeared more modest and it covered her pubic mound completely.

My fingers slid down into the valley between her cheeks and she spread her legs to let my fingers find the puffy lips of her sex. The moist heat emanating from her pussy was already tangible. I slid two fingers under the edge of the silky fabric and teased the folds of her pussy. That earned me another lusty moan, and she began sucking me harder. She also pushed her hips up into my hand, encouraging me to slide those fingers inside her. I worked more of my hand inside her panties, pulling them away from her sexy backside and giving me better access.

I slowly worked my middle and ring finger into her and felt her getting wetter almost instantly. I had no trouble sliding my fingers deep inside of her. It was impossible to keep the grin from my face as I brought the pad of my thumb down between her ass cheeks and pressed it against her pulsing butthole. My eyes went from her sexy ass up to her face. I expected some sort of reaction.

Her nostrils flared and she started taking the head of my cock down her throat and swallowing it. Oh fuck! That was intense! I had to blow out a careful breath and struggled not to come instantly. Then I got the reaction I was waiting for, but not really the one I expected. I figured she would try to get me to stop teasing her asshole. Instead she started pushing her ass back into my hand more insistently. I think she was focused on driving my fingers in and out of her pussy, but she also forced my thumb into her ass to the first knuckle.

Mom pulled her mouth back off of me entirely and gasped. I was looking right at her face, but she wasn't focused at all. Her eyes rolled up and then she closed them as she shuddered through an orgasm. Her pussy and asshole both spasmed around my invading digits and she pushed back even harder.

"Ooh!" she squealed. It sounded like she was both delighted and surprised as she came all over my fingers.

My dick was bobbing up and down in my lap, glistening with her saliva and right in front of her wide-open mouth. I could feel the heat of her breath as she panted right on the sensitive head. At the same time, she was humping her hips back into my hand harder and harder. My drenched fingers were fucking their way in and out of her, but it excited me even more to feel her tight, hot asshole opening up and taking my thumb just as eagerly.

Mom sucked in a deep breath and her eyes opened again. She moaned as her eyes focused on the throbbing cock head in front of her and she hungrily took me into her mouth again. She sucked me hard and drove her hips back hard for three more deep strokes, and then she suddenly froze. Her eyes went wide and she slowly looked up at my face. Her right hand slid forward to hold the base of my shaft as her lips slid slowly up off of me.

"Is that your thumb in my ass?" she whispered. I nodded and swallowed. "Take it out. Please."

She trembled and whimpered in her throat as I eased my thumb and fingers back out of her. Her pussy and asshole both clutched at my retreating digits, and Mom bit her lip when she felt it. She shook her head when my hand finally slid out of her panties. "You...you're so bad," she muttered.

Then she returned to sucking my cock but she watched my face with her eyes open this time. It felt like she was reading my expression while she nursed some more trickles of pre-cum from my dick. I wasn't sorry I had let my thumb slip into her ass like that and I'm sure she could read that in my expression. I'm sure she could feel how hard I was in her mouth.

The timer atop the stove sounded incredibly loud when it went off, and it startled us both. Mom's teeth bit into the sensitive flesh of my cock head and I yelped in surprise. It hadn't really hurt, but it had caught me off-guard and forced that reaction out of me. Mom quickly pulled her mouth off of me and apologized.

"Oh, I am so sorry, honey!" she gasped. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I assured her. "It was just... Let me get that casserole out of the oven."

She nodded and pushed herself back onto her knees as I got up and hustled out to the kitchen. I grabbed oven mitts after turning off the timer and pulled the casserole dish out to place it on top of the stove. It wasn't until I heard my mother snicker that I realized I had done all that without any pants.

She grinned and scooped my shorts off of the floor. As she walked over, she held them out in front of her. She got a funny look on her face as she got closer and shifted her hips a bit as I took my shorts and pulled them up my legs.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My bottom's..." she started, but then she blushed a deep crimson and bit her lip.

I bit back a chuckle and swallowed carefully before I spoke. "Are you sore?" I asked gently.

She looked up and chewed her lip, and I watched her shift her weight from one leg to the other as she flexed her ass cheeks. She finally managed to whisper, "A little. It just feels...weird. 'Uncomfortable' might be a better word." Then her eyes widened and I swear she somehow got even redder. Her hands flew up to cover her face. "I can't believe we're even talking about this!" she muttered.

I finished tying the drawstring of my shorts and put my hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, Mom," I assured her. She made a little strangled sound in her throat when I continued, "We didn't use any lube, so you were pretty dry back there. Next time--"

She shook her head almost violently and pulled her hands down from her face. "Just stop!" she hissed.

I couldn't hold back the giggle that forced itself from my lips. Mom shrugged my hand from her shoulder and marched indignantly past me into the kitchen. Still chuckling, I followed and tried to apologize.

"I'm sorry--"

"Mm-mm-mmh!" she muttered, holding up her hand with her palm facing me. "Just stop!"

"Okay, Mom," I replied.

I tried to look contrite, but it was tough. She was clearly mortified, but she wasn't really mad at me. Her obvious embarrassment gave me a case of the giggles that refused to go away, and that didn't help either of us. I couldn't stop, and that just embarrassed her more. Her reaction forced me to giggle again, and she shot me a look...but blushed and I had to bite my lip to hold back more laughter.

It took us a while to make the salad and warm up the dinner rolls that way.

Before we sat down to eat, Mom mixed a strong cocktail and took a long swig of it, draining a third of her glass all at once. I felt my eyes go wide as I watched that. My parents often had a few drinks over the weekend, so that part wasn't unusual. I had just never seen my mother this out-of-sorts before. I finished setting the table and walked over to stand next to her at the counter. We looked at each other as I wrapped my arms around her midsection again, this time from the side.

"Mom, I'm sorry," I said softly. This time I wasn't on the verge of another giggle. I had embarrassed her badly, and it had upset her.

She held her drink in her left hand and squeezed my forearm with her right hand. "It's okay, honey, I forgive you," she said. She gave me a precious little soft smile and a peck on the lips, and then we went to the dining room table to eat.

I sat at the corner next to her, and we ate quietly for a while. Mom looked at my face and she chewed carefully for a moment. After she swallowed that bite, she asked quietly, "Why?"

"Why am I sorry?" I asked.

She shook her head. "No. Why are you so turned on by...?" She swallowed heavily, unable to finish that sentence.

I nodded, knowing what she meant. "It was mine and Denise's favorite thing to do," I answered honestly. "Once we tried it a couple times, we just couldn't get enough." I couldn't help it; my mind immediately replayed four of my favorite memories of fucking Denise's sweet asshole. When my focus finally returned to my mother's face, she was staring at me.

"Oh, God," she whispered slowly. She had to swallow hard before she could continue with, "You're serious, aren't you?"

"Yeah," I replied with a shrug. That earned me a stern look and I quickly added, "Yes, ma'am."

My parents had always been a little strict about that sort of thing--about how I addressed them--and it suddenly reminded me that this was my Mom I was talking to. Having sex with this incredible woman had clouded my mind enough that I had lost sight of our true relationship. Her expression softened as she nodded absently. Then she drained the rest of her cocktail.

I sat at the table and slowly ate two more bites while she got up and fixed another drink. My back was to the counter, so I couldn't see her while she did it. When she returned, she bent to kiss the top of my head before she slid back into her seat.

"Well, thanks for being honest with me," she said. For once her voice wasn't a soft whisper. That cocktail had relaxed her enough to take the edge off of her embarrassment.

Now it was my turn to feel nervous as I watched her consume that second mixed drink. Mom was always a little flirty when she had a few drinks in her, and I wondered how she would act now that we'd actually had sex. She didn't suck it down as she had the first, but I was still nervously watching that second drink disappear as we ate dinner. She finished the last of it and smacked her lips, smiling at me as she pushed her plate away and sat back.

"That was a delicious dinner," she announced. "Thanks for helping me make it."

I smiled at her. "Always happy to help, Mom," I replied.

She pushed her chair away from the table a few inches and said, "I think I'm in the mood for some dessert."

I nodded, but then she surprised me by sliding out of her seat and crawling under the table. I felt her hands on my knees, and then they slid up the insides of my thighs, pushing my legs apart. I gulped and spread my legs for her. It sent a chill down my spine when I heard her moan hungrily as she pulled my dick out of the leg of my shorts. I started to lean back in my seat so I could look down at her face, but she dug her nails into my right thigh.

"Ah-ah-ah!" she chided. "Eat your dinner, young man. Mmm. You're going to need all your energy tonight. Mmmh!"

I couldn't hold back the little gasp that escaped when I felt her hot, wet mouth taking me in. There was something perversely arousing about not being able to see her. I knew it was my mother, and that should have been perverse enough, but it just felt more intense as I imagined some anonymous stranger sucking my dick under the table. That was only arousing for a minute, and then I realized I wanted to see her. I started wolfing down the rest of my food as best I could. I was breathing pretty heavily through my nose as Mom started really sucking me harder.

I swallowed the bite in my mouth and then listened to her smacking and slurping loudly as her lips drove up and down my shaft. Her tongue felt like it was everywhere on my dick, seeking out the most sensitive spots and then diving in to tease my drooling piss-slit. Each time she did that she moaned as her tongue lapped up more of my pre-cum. I shuddered at the sensation and then quickly bolted down the rest of my dinner.

Mom froze with half my cock between her lips when she heard me push my plate away on the table. I leaned back in my seat and our eyes finally met again. "Hey there," I growled down at her. "I finished my dinner." I licked my lips. "I think I'm in the mood for some dessert too."

She nodded with my dick still in her mouth. Her eyes were wide. I really would have liked to know what she was thinking in that moment. She reluctantly let my cock slip from her lips as I stood up. I quickly cleared the table as she crawled back out from beneath it. I put the drain plug into the sink and let the water fill up around the dishes. As soon as the sink was half full, I turned off the water. Mom was still on her knees, looking up at me after she had crawled all the way into the kitchen.

"I think we can let these soak for a while, don't you?" I asked her.

She nodded and finally rose up to her feet. She was a little unsteady, and I realized she had sucked down most of that first drink before she had any food in her stomach. I doubted she was drunk, but the alcohol had clearly hit her pretty hard. She nodded, but then she abruptly took my face in both hands and gave me an intense look.

"Promise me!" she demanded. "Promise me you'll leave my asshole alone tonight!"

My head naturally wanted to jerk back in surprise, but she held me firmly in place. I blinked as I tried to hold her gaze.

"I thought if I had a couple of drinks..." she trailed off and shook her head. "I'm just not ready!"

"Okay, Mom," I replied softly. "I promise." I took her wrists in my hands and pulled her hands from the sides of my face. Then I leaned forward so that our noses were practically touching and looked deep into her eyes. "I am going to fuck you, though."

"Okay!"

* * *

At my suggestion, Mom headed back to her bedroom while I put away the food. She was lying in her bed gloriously naked when I walked in. I feasted my eyes on her parted, panting lips, her heaving breasts, her rock-hard nipples and the visibly soaked folds of her pussy while I undressed. She reached down and lightly stroked her clit while she watched me strip for her.

"You're so hard!" she panted as I slid into the bed between her feet.

I nodded as I crawled up to her and slid into position between her thighs. I wasn't in the mood for chit-chat. Mom gasped as I took what I was in the mood for. Even though she was soaked, her pussy was still surprisingly tight when I filled it with hard cock. I loved watching her big tits wobbling and shaking on her chest as I fucked my mother in her bed.

My fingers slid around to squeeze the globes of her ass and spread her open, pulling her toward me insistently so I could fuck her deeper and harder. She raised her legs and spread them wide to either side of my hips, giving me unprecedented access to the depths of her pussy. We both gasped and I watched her eyes bulge when the tip of my cock mashed into her cervix.

I was thrusting in and out pretty rapidly, so the next three thrusts all nailed that sensitive little ring at the end of her tunnel. She shook and gasped each time. As I looked into her wide eyes, I reveled in the knowledge that I had taken every bit of her pussy. I felt like I had laid claim to it. Mom's pussy belonged to me now. I buried my full length inside of her, rolling my hips to savor the feeling of filling her completely.

I squeezed her ass and she gasped again, shaking her head weakly from side to side. It took me a moment to realize that my fingertips were touching the edge of her sphincter, and that I was spreading her asshole open as I held her cheeks apart the way I did. "You promised," she whimpered.

Honestly, I might not have even noticed if she hadn't drawn my attention to it. Now that she had, though, I couldn't help but think how her sweet virgin asshole was spread wide open just an inch or so below where my cock now filled her pussy. I nodded and licked my lips, letting her know I hadn't forgotten my promise. But I felt her rubbery ring throbbing against my fingertips as I pulled back and thrust into her pussy, and knew she was going to let me fuck her ass.

Oh, not right at that moment. I had promised her I wouldn't do it that night, so I would wait. My mind turned to the more practical aspects. She was not lubricated, so that would hurt us both if I rushed it. Also, she had never done it before, so I would have to make sure I prepared that sexy little hole thoroughly before I took it. Then I had to consider lube; she and Dad didn't have anal sex, so they probably didn't have any.

I shook my head to clear away those thoughts and then relaxed my hold on Mom's ass. I slid my hands up her shapely legs and grabbed her ankles. She gasped again when I lifted her ankles high and wide, knowing just how vulnerable and wide open she was to my gaze. Her pussy was lewdly displayed and stretched wide around my shaft as I drove it in and out. The intense look on my face set her off and she came like crazy, once again squirting spectacularly all over my dick.

When she finished shivering through that breathtaking climax, I felt her juices running down my thighs and balls. I realized we would leave another massive wet spot and leapt out of the bed to grab a towel. I was back right away and lifted her legs up so I could slide the towel under her trembling ass. She was still panting and could not quite catch her breath so I leaned down to give her a quick smooch on her cheek.

"I'll be right back," I whispered.

Then I stretched my back as I walked down the hall to my bedroom. I flipped on the light and shook my head as I surveyed the wreckage of my bed. We had not done anything about those cum-drenched covers and now they were stained. They were also still noticeably damp when I hurried to strip them off the bed. I stripped my pillows as well and took the pillow cases, sheets and blanket down the hall, past the kitchen, to deposit them into the washer. I put in detergent and set it for a long pre-soak cycle. I hoped they wouldn't be permanently stained.

I went back to my room and got one of the clean sheet sets out of the top of my closet. Then I grinned. I had completely forgotten, but I had stashed a bottle of anal lube up there three months earlier. It had sat there forgotten because Denise and I wound up never having sex at my house. I hummed happily and felt my hard cock bobbing with excitement as I put the fitted sheet on my mattress and spread the top sheet over it.

When I returned to my parents' bedroom, Mom was not waiting for me in the bed as I had expected. I didn't freak out, because I heard the water running in the bathroom sink and heard her gulping down water from a glass. I walked over to the bathroom door and looked in. She looked over at me and finished draining the water in her glass.

"I was really thirsty," she explained.

I nodded. "I understand. You only had those mixed drinks with dinner, and those don't help you hydrate." I stepped into the bathroom behind her and looked over her shoulder at her face in the mirror. She looked back at my reflection, and shivered as I slid my hands around her to heft her breasts in my palms. "Do you feel better now?" I whispered into her ear.

"Yes," she murmured.

"Good," I replied.

She gasped again when I bent her over in front of me and took her again in the bathroom. It was just incredible the way I could see everything when I fucked her like that. Her wide open eyes and gasping mouth met my gaze in the mirror, and her magnificent breasts shook as they hung down slightly just below her sexy face. Her trembling back and sexy ass were right in front of me. My hands once again spread her cheeks so I could feast my eyes on her pussy taking my dick. And of course her teasing little butthole was right there.

Mom could see my reflection just as clearly, and she knew when I was looking at her asshole. Twice she came on my dick at the exact moment I looked at her slightly dilated sphincter and licked my lips. Then my eyes met hers in the mirror and I licked my lips again and grinned.

"Oh God," she moaned helplessly.

She had come hard, twice, while thinking about getting her ass fucked. We both knew it. Her legs started shaking badly and I knew we had to stop. I wasn't going to come soon and she clearly needed a break. I held her shapely cheeks wide open and watched as my throbbing dick slid slowly out of her pussy. She made a mewling sound in her throat when the head of my dick finally slipped out and bobbed between her cheeks.

"You...you promised," she whimpered.

It took me a moment to tear my gaze from her throbbing asshole. It was glistening, still soaked with her juices from when I had fucked her in the bed. What held me spellbound was the way it gaped open with each breath she took. My mother's sensitive little asshole looked like it was eager to be fucked. When I finally looked into my mother's face and saw her desperate expression, I felt overwhelmed by the need to kiss and comfort her.

I smiled at her and ran my hand up her back to squeeze her shoulder softly. I still held her hip with my left hand, since her legs were still shaking and unsteady. "Don't worry, Mom," I assured her. "I promised not to fuck you in the ass tonight, and I won't. Just relax, okay?"

She was still shaky on her feet as I turned her and helped her back to the bed. My throbbing cock ached to be back inside her, but I made sure she was comfortable on her back and then I massaged her trembling thighs and calves until she stopped shaking. By then she had other plans for my hard dick. I squawked when she suddenly pushed me over onto my side and then her mouth had me.

I had been getting close when I had taken her from behind in the bathroom, and she had been hungry for her "dessert" before she had slid beneath the table after dinner. Now she wanted my cum and I couldn't hold back when that talented mouth insistently sucked it right out of me. I came so hard and so quickly that I swear I saw stars. Mom moaned happily and gulped down every drop.

When I could finally see again, my mother's sexy legs were right there in front of me. My eyes wandered up to her glistening pussy and I realized I wanted my own dessert. She gasped around my cock when I spread her thighs and dove in to suck her juicy pussy. We were both pretty noisy as we slurped each other in the bed. It only spurred us on. The more insistently I lapped up her tangy juices, the more vigorously she worked my dick over with her lips and tongue.

I felt her hot breath shooting out of her nostrils against my thigh when she shuddered and came, and then she started bobbing her head up and down quickly, fucking my dick in and out of her mouth and throat. If I had not just come, there is no way I would have been able to hold back at that point. Instead, I was able to lick her to another orgasm before she could get me off. When she reached the point of no return, she released me from her mouth with a loud gasp. She frantically stroked my dick while biting the inside of my thigh, and her pussy erupted again. I slurped her copious nectar and drank it all down.

Eventually she managed to coax another load out of me, but it took her nearly an hour of the most amazing cocksucking I would ever experience. By the time she did, she had already soaked my face four more times. We were both sticky and exhausted, but we were completely satisfied. I lay there with my head on her thigh and dozed off. I would probably have just slept through the night, but Mom once again kept my cock in her mouth when she fell asleep. Her insistent sucking on my renewed erection woke me.

It took me a long moment to get my bearings, and then I leaned my body back from hers to look down at her face. She looked so content and peaceful as she nursed on my thick dick that I hated to disturb her. But I felt sticky, sweaty and gross. I needed a shower.Mom refused to wake up when I gently shook her. It wasn't until I pulled my hips back from her face that she groaned and her eyes fluttered open. Her mouth did not want to let my dick escape. I kept pulling away from her and she finally released me. She licked her lips and swallowed, looking around briefly while she did.

"What's wrong?" she finally murmured.

I shook my head. "I need a shower."

She nodded dully. When I got out of the bed, she groaned and rolled over to sit up. I was headed out the bedroom door when she called out, "Let's just use the shower in here."

I nodded and turned around. My parents' bathroom has a shower stall. It's smaller than my bathtub, obviously, but there was still enough room for the two of us to comfortably shower together. Once again I had to marvel at just how sexy my mother's naked body was. We were just too tired to fool around, so that shower was pretty quick. We washed each other thoroughly, dried off, and went back to bed. I flopped onto my back and Dad's pillow felt wonderful under my head. I was already falling asleep when Mom curled up next to me and took my cock back into her mouth. It didn't stop me from zonking right out.

* * *

In the morning I woke up to soft moans and gentle sucking once again. Mom was still asleep with my morning erection filling her mouth. Unfortunately, I also woke up with my usual need to pee. Mom moaned gently in protest as I pulled my throbbing dick out of her mouth and rolled out of the bed, but she didn't quite wake up. I quickly padded down the hall to my bathroom and closed the door behind me.

After I had relieved my bladder and washed my hands, I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The first thing that sprang into my mind was the night before, in my parents' bathroom, when I had bent Mom over the sink and taken her from behind. I couldn't help but recall the wet, pulsing pucker of her asshole and the way she shuddered and came when I stared at it and licked my lips.

I was completely hard again when I recalled her helpless expression and the way she had whimpered, "You promised!" Damn, I had been so tempted to break that promise. A grin slowly spread over my face when I realized I had fulfilled my promise. I had promised I wouldn't fuck my mother in her sexy little asshole last night.

It was morning now.

I quietly went into my bedroom and found the unopened bottle of anal sex lube in the top of my closet. When I had bought it and stashed it up there, I remember just hoping I would get the chance to use it. At the time, Denise and I had only had anal sex twice and I wasn't sure she would let me do it again. Instead, it was Denise who presented me with her lubricated asshole two nights later and practically begged me to fuck her in the ass.

I got my wish, sort of. Denise certainly let me fuck her in the ass--far more than I had even dared hope. However, I had never gotten the chance to use the bottle of lube that was now in my hand. I tried to be quiet as I returned to my parents' bedroom and once again hoped I would get the chance to use it.

The bottle had a safety seal, of course. I should have anticipated that and removed it in my room. When I peeled it from the opening of the bottle, it made a soft "pop" sound that woke my mother. She groaned and stretched on the bed. I watched her left hand reach out to feel around for me in the bed before she rolled over and looked up at me.

I stood there frozen with the open bottle in my hand. Shit! What was I going to say? I should have planned this better.

She had a puzzled expression as she looked at me. Her gaze dropped to my still-hard dick and she smiled softly and licked her lips. Then she noticed the bottle in my hand and her eyes narrowed. I guess there was enough light coming in from the open doorway to her bathroom for her to read the label--at least the large letters that spelled out what it was. Her eyes got big in a hurry. Her head shook from side to side softly as she looked into my eyes again.

"You...you promised," she whispered.

I nodded. "I did promise," I replied, nodding. Then I gave her a smile. "Good morning, Mom."

"Good morning," she murmured. It was a reflexive response; she said it because I said it and she kept looking at my face. It took almost ten seconds for it to sink in, and I watched her expression change. "Oh!" she gasped when it finally hit her.

I guess I was grinning too much, or something. She got pissed. "So, you were a good boy and didn't fuck your Mommy in her ass all night long," she muttered angrily, "and now you're--what?--claiming my ass as a reward?"

I shook my head. "Nooo," I replied slowly, "I thought you were sore back there from when you forced my thumb up inside you without any lube. This stuff is supposed to be soothing. I thought I could apply a little bit of it to your sore bottom while you were still asleep so I wouldn't embarrass you. Sorry, Mom, I guess I wasn't quiet enough."

She reddened nicely as I spoke. That had not actually been my plan...I don't think. My problem was that I hadn't had a plan. When I had started talking, everything made sense. She wasn't buying it, though.

"When I forced your thumb up there?" she retorted angrily. "You were the one who did that, not me!"

I shook my head. That was perhaps the one part of my story that was completely true. "No, Mom, I was just sliding my fingers into your pussy. When you started pushing back against my hand, you forced my thumb into your ass. I would have pulled it out right away, but it looked like you were enjoying it."

That only got her more flustered. "I--I--I didn't--" she stammered, getting redder as she remembered doing exactly what I described. Plus, I'm pretty sure when she looked at my face she could tell I wasn't lying. Not about that.

I tried to keep my voice as calm and soothing as possible. "I'm sorry, Mom," I said, and I meant it. "This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. Look, why don't you roll over onto your tummy and try to relax. I'll just apply a little of this...umm...'back there' and then we can act like this never happened. Okay?"

She blushed an even deeper shade of crimson, looking every bit as embarrassed as she had before dinner last night. Finally she sat up and struggled to the edge of the bed. "Let me go to the bathroom first," she insisted, "and wash myself back there. Honestly, I can't believe..." She shook her head and got out of the bed. I couldn't help but watch her sexy backside as she retreated into the bathroom and closed the door.

I walked over to the wastebasket my parents kept next to the taller chest-of-drawers and disposed of the pesky tamper seal, put the lid back onto the bottle and set it on the headboard. As I slid back into the bed and lay there it occurred to me that this was almost certainly for the best. Denise had always made sure her ass was clean and lubricated before we did any "butt stuff" as she referred to it. It could have gotten messy here with my mom, but when I heard her grunt in the shower I knew she was washing out her ass.

* * *

It took several minutes before she was finished. I heard the shower running, and heard her voice faintly over the sound of the water as she muttered something. When the water stopped, I turned onto my side facing the bathroom door and rested my head on my right hand. Mom came out with a fluffy white bath towel wrapped around her. The white towel only emphasized the blush that spread over her face, her neck, and the top of her chest where the top edge of the towel was.

"Please don't...look at me," she said in a near-whisper.

"Okay," I replied slowly, and I rolled over to face away from her. How did she expect me to apply the lube to her ass without looking? Maybe she plans to do it herself, I thought. That was disappointing, of course.

Then I felt the bed shifting behind me and heard her settling into the bed. Her voice was a little muffled when she finally said, "Okay. You can turn around now."

I had to bite back a chuckle. Or a horny moan. She had her head buried in her pillow, but she was lying on top of the bath towel gloriously naked. Her legs were spread and her bottom was awaiting my attention. I reached for the bottle and slid over next to her on my knees. I opened the bottle and she flinched when she heard it. I put two fingers over the top of the bottle and quickly inverted it and put it back right-side-up so just a little bit coated my fingertips.

Using my thumb, I rubbed it around on the tips of my fingers before I reached down to begin gently applying it. When Mom felt my fingers touch her, she flexed her cheeks tightly together and her head popped up from the pillow.

"I didn't say you could put your fingers in there!" she gasped in protest.

I shook my head. "No, Mom, I was just using my fingers to apply it." I held up my hand and showed her my slick fingers. "If I just poured it directly onto you, it would feel really cold and it would go all over the place. Please, just try to relax."

"Oh," she replied. Then she swallowed heavily and put her face back into the pillow. It took a while before she relaxed her cheeks.

I used my other hand to gently rub her lower back, trying to help her relax. She blew out a loud breath into the pillow. A few seconds after that, her gluteus muscles finally relaxed and I gently pulled her left ass cheek to the side with my left hand. "Just relax," I murmured softly. She still shuddered when she felt my lubricated fingertip touch her sensitive little pucker.

I was slow and gentle as I spread the lube around the outside edge of her tightly-clenched asshole. She pulled her head up to look at me when I shifted back up toward the headboard. I shrugged as I opened the bottle again. "I didn't use enough of it," I explained, "just getting a little bit more."

"Okay," she replied in a soft whisper. She watched me lubricate my fingers and work it around, and kept watching as I slid back over to apply it. She spread her legs wider, and I nodded so I wouldn't say anything stupid. I was just incredibly turned on to see her ass spreading open in front of me like that.

I gently worked both slick fingers in a slow circle around her asshole, and she relaxed and let out a soft sigh. Her tight little hole relaxed and started to open up, so I was able to work the lube in to the inside edge of her rubbery ring. She moaned again, and I gulped as I watched her virgin asshole open up invitingly. It was a struggle to control my breathing.

She moaned softly and then whispered, "It's actually a little sore just on the inside, there. I hate to ask, but..."

I nodded and hoped I didn't look or sound too eager. "I'll need more lube," I murmured.

I saw her reach up to the headboard, and then she handed me the bottle. "Here," she said.

I nodded again and took it from her. For an instant our eyes met and I thought she looked aroused. I didn't dare look into her eyes for long. I'm sure she would have read my desperately horny expression and put a stop to this. Instead she moaned again and spread her legs further as my lubricated fingers worked their way into her ass.

I was very careful not to go too fast. Really, I thought she would stop me at any second and we would be done. Instead, I deliberately worked my fingers deeper and deeper inside her. She was breathing heavily when I applied a more generous coat of lube to my fingers and slid them back inside her. A minute later she moaned and pushed her ass back toward me. It was subtle, but I was watching so closely that I couldn't miss it.

I realized my mouth was hanging open, so I closed it and ran my tongue around the inside of my dry mouth to get some saliva going. Mom pushed back again and moaned a little louder. I looked at her face and licked my lips. Her eyes had that same wide, helpless look they had in the bathroom the night before.

"Are you okay?" I whispered. She nodded, still panting and with her mouth hanging open. "I'm not hurting you, am I?" I asked quietly. She shook her head and licked her lips.

"No," she whispered huskily. "You're not hurting me. It just feels..." Her eyes darted about as she thought about how to word it. "It's like I have an itch in there, just a little deeper than where your fingers are."

I nodded, not really trusting myself to speak. Denise had used almost the same words to describe how it felt when she was horny for anal sex. "It's like I have an itch deep inside my ass," she had moaned, "and only your hard cock can scratch it for me."

I swallowed heavily before I murmured, "Denise used to say something like that--that it felt like she had an itch she couldn't scratch. She said...it was something she needed me to take care of for her."

Mom pushed her hips back again, and my fingers were pushed all the way inside her. She moaned again and then asked, "Can you take care of it for me, too?"

I just nodded and slowly pulled my fingers out of her. Her asshole was thoroughly lubricated and had relaxed noticeably around my fingers. I carefully controlled my breathing and hoped my hands weren't shaking visibly as I opened the lube and poured a line of it onto the top of my dick. Mom gasped when she saw me do it, and I looked at her face again as I spread the lube evenly around my entire throbbing cock. Her eyes were as wide as I had ever seen them and she stared at my dick in my hand and licked her lips.

She was clearly nervous, but she lacked the will to say anything to make me stop. It wasn't until I slid my left leg over her thighs and straddled her that she managed to say anything.

"Please, honey, don't hurt me," she whispered.

I looked into her eyes and nodded, and then brought my attention to her wet, throbbing asshole as I pressed the lubricated tip of my cock against it. Mom groaned when she felt it and I just held still. Her hole puckered up and squeezed the tip of my cock. I had expected that reaction. She was nervous and her body naturally wanted to tense up. The fingers on my right hand were slick with lube, so I used my left hand to gently rub her shoulder and her back.

Her sphincter gradually relaxed and admitted a little more of the swollen head of my dick. I did not push any of it into her. Instead I just held still and let her take more of it at her own pace. She gasped when the ridge of my cock head slipped inside, but by then she was ready for it.

"Jesus, you feel enormous in there," she moaned.

I didn't have to ask if it hurt. She was already pushing her hips back for more. I took her sexy cheeks in both hands then and spread her open. It was every bit as incredible as I knew it would be as I watched my cock sinking into my mother's sexy ass. Her virgin ass!

I had already felt like her pussy was made to fit my hard cock perfectly. Now I felt like she had saved this special part of herself just for me. I wanted to make it last forever. There would never again be a first time. So, I wasn't in a rush to drive my dick into Mom's irresistible little asshole. Instead, I took my time and tried to make it as special for her as possible.

Plus, of course, I wanted her to enjoy it. I didn't want this first time to be our last.

"Oh, fuuuck!" she groaned as I slowly pushed my cock deeper into her ass.

Her ass occasionally tightened up and gripped me, but for the most part it was opening up beautifully to take more of my dick.

"That's incredible," I whispered. "I can't tell you how amazing it feels for me."

She shook all over and her asshole fluttered around my shaft. "Oh, God!" she panted, "I never imagined it would be anything like this!"

I stopped with just over half my shaft inside her. Emmanuelle had only been comfortable with a few inches of my dick inside her, and my biggest concern was hurting my mother. I was reminded that she had "an itch" just deeper than my fingers could reach when she started moaning and pushing her butt back insistently. I looked at her face again, to make sure I wasn't misreading her. My dick lurched inside her when I saw her expression.

Her eyes were still wide, and her mouth was likewise spread open in an oval of lust. Her pupils were rolled upward, though, and she panted desperately and humped back toward me again. She was helpless beneath me, deep in the grip of a powerful cock-lust, and she wanted my cock in her ass--every inch of it. I gave her sexy ass cheeks a squeeze and gave it to her.

"Oh! Oh fuck!" she gasped, sounding almost frantic as I pushed deep into her. "Oh my God! That's so fucking good! I can't believe how--Fuck! I'm coming!" Her entire body shook once again and her tight, hot asshole clamped down on my dick. I held still inside her and rubbed her back again as she shuddered through her first anal orgasm.

She had another as soon as I was fully sheathed inside her.

I wasn't keeping track, so I really couldn't tell you how many times she came from having my dick in her ass. I just made sure not to push too hard or rush, and stopped to touch her tenderly each time she came. I didn't really get to fuck her that first time. She was completely wiped out before we reached that point. It had still been an incredible experience for me.

When she hit that point, her legs started shaking uncontrollably and just wouldn't stop. Mom babbled incoherently and I knew it was time to take a break. I carefully withdrew my cock from her snug embrace and slid over beside her. I kissed her shoulder and rubbed her back until she finally stopped shaking. Then she turned her head to look at me and struggled to croak something unintelligible.

"You're parched," I murmured gently. "Let me get you some water."

It occurred to me, as I walked over to her bathroom to get her a glass of water, that I had become incredibly comfortable walking around completely naked in my parents' bedroom. Just a few days ago I would have freaked out if my mother saw me naked.

I had to help her sit up so she could drink that water. She had no strength left. Her eyes were still wide and held that look of disbelief when she looked up at me. She kept looking at my face as she drained that glass in one long draught. She sighed when she finished, and I took the glass from her. I was turning to go refill it when she muttered, "Oh my God!"

I turned back, a little alarmed. "What?" I asked.

She was staring at my dick in disbelief. "You're still completely hard!"

"Oh," I said, relieved. "I thought something was wrong." I turned and got her that refill of water.

She kept staring at my pulsing erection as she took the glass and took another long sip. Then she licked her lips and looked back up at my face.

"You didn't come," she stated. I shook my head. "Were you close?" she asked softly.

I shook my head again. "No, but it was still incredible for me," I said, smiling at her.

"Incredible," she echoed, then she bit her lip and shook her head. It took her a while to figure out what she wanted to say, and I wasn't going to rush her. She sipped some more water and swallowed before she spoke again. Her voice was so soft I could barely hear her. "I never dreamed it could be anything like that."

She shuddered again, and that drew my attention to her hard nipples. Mom looked like she was on the verge of collapse after what she had experienced, but she still looked sexy as fuck. I realized that my cock had been buried balls-deep in her asshole and needed to be cleaned. Mom looked like a shower would do her good. I held out my hand to her.

"Let's take a nice shower," I suggested. "We can have breakfast after."

She nodded and took my hand, but her legs gave out and she had to sit back down immediately.

"Wow," she gasped in surprise. "Give me a minute. I need to..." She shook her head and looked up at me in disbelief once again.

I just nodded and waited until she reached out her hand. Then I was able to get her to her feet. I wrapped my arm around her side and supported some of her weight so I could guide her into the shower. She gasped when she turned on the water and that cold spray hit her body.

I leapt into the way, blocking the cold water with my back. It sent shivers through me, since it was so damned cold. It took only a few seconds to warm up, though, and then I moved aside to let the warm water wash over my mother's body. The look she gave me then bordered on worship, and it made me a little uncomfortable.

"What?" I asked. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Oh, I just never would have guessed what an amazing man you've turned into," she replied, shaking her head.

I couldn't help but notice she had just said "man." It was the first time she had used the word to describe me. She had always used the term "young man" before, like, "You are growing into a really handsome young man." It left me a little shaken, so I didn't know if I should say anything. Instead, I turned and got the soap so I could wash her body.

I was still being careful to keep an arm around her as I scrubbed her sexy body, since I was concerned her legs might give out again. As a result, I had my arm wrapped around her when I turned her to face away from me. She gasped and her head whipped around to look at my face. It took me a second to realize my hard cock was between the cheeks of her sexy bottom and the tip was pressed against her asshole.

"I don't think I'm ready!" she moaned.

I started to shake my head, to assure her I wasn't trying to, but then her sphincter relaxed, her asshole opened up, and half my hard cock slid right up into her ass. We both gasped in disbelief. I clutched her tighter with my left arm and brought my right arm around her as well, concerned she would collapse. The way her legs were shaking, that was what I expected.

Her legs still shook, but she whimpered and pushed her hips back insistently. "Oh, fuck!" she whispered.

I just hugged her tightly and tried to think what to say. Nothing came to mind--at least no words for me to speak. All I could think was that my mother was forcing my entire length up her ass. Then she bucked her hips back against me, fucking my cock in and out of her with short thrusts. In less than a minute she shuddered and came again.

She seemed to actually gain strength from that orgasm. She spread her feet apart and looked over her shoulder again, then braced her hands against the tile wall. She licked her lips and gave me a smile.

"I think it's your turn, honey," she growled sexily. "I'm ready now."

I nodded and let my hands slide to her hips. My eyes wandered down to where her ass was pushed outward toward me, and I shuddered to see the base of my shaft surrounded by her stretched asshole. I slowly pulled my hips back and watched my throbbing shaft slide out of her. Before I could push back in, she shoved her hips back and took me to the root.

"Quit teasing and fuck me!" she demanded.

I pulled back and slammed my dick back into her, making her gasp. "Yes ma'am!" I growled into her ear.

Her legs may have had no strength left, but her horny asshole was eager to take every thrust of my hard cock. She had said it was my turn, but she still came violently twice more before I got close to my own orgasm. When I finally got there, though, it was mind-blowing. She felt my cock swelling up inside her and I didn't have to tell her. Her eyes widened and her mouth shot open with a loud gasp.

"Yes!" she cried. She slammed her hips back against me and ground her butt against my groin.

"Oh, fuck!" I cried. That first thick shot of cum rocketed up my shaft and felt like it exploded out of me. Then my balls clenched up and pulsed rope after rope of semen up my throbbing shaft to paint my mother's insides.

"OH! OH! OH!" she cried out loud as each stream of cum erupted in her ass. She slumped forward against the wall of the shower, gasping for air as I unloaded deep in her sexy ass.

When I didn't think I had another drop of sperm left in my balls, her asshole squeezed the base of my cock and kept me hard. Her internal muscles milked my shaft and I shuddered as Mom forced reserves of semen out of me. I don't know where it came from, honestly. I was sure I was completely drained, but then my balls clenched up and I felt another weak pulse escape me.

After a minute of that, my legs gave out. I had to clutch the safety rail to remain on my feet. Then I had to wrap my other arm around Mom's waist again. She shuddered and started to collapse when her asshole finally released me and my cock slipped out of her.

We struggled to remain upright and focused on breathing and then cleaning each other. After we got out of the shower we wrapped towels around ourselves and stumbled over to lie next to each other on the bed. I focused on the ceiling fan as I panted and tried to catch my breath. A few minutes later, I managed to turn my head and look at my mother's face. She was already looking at me, smiling and gently shaking her head.

"That was unbelievable," she said softly.

I nodded my head weakly. "Yes it was."

* * *

When we finally felt strong enough, we got out of the bed and finished drying our bodies. I couldn't help but lick my lips again as Mom's incredible tits caught my eye.

"I think we should get dressed," she chuckled. "The way you're looking at me, I'm afraid you'll jump me again before we can get breakfast."

I laughed softly and nodded. "You're probably right."

Then she bent at the waist to wrap her towel around her wet hair. Her sexy butt and wet pussy were pointed right at me when she did, and I gave out an involuntary moan. I was shocked to feel my cock getting hard already! I figured I would be too sensitive and too drained to get hard any time soon, but...Well, I was wrong. My dick wanted more of that wet pussy and incredible ass. She was still smiling when she stood upright and flipped that towel back, and then she looked at me and froze.

"I was kidding!" she stammered nervously.

I had to chuckle at her response. I wrapped my towel around my waist and stepped over to kiss her softly on the lips. "I'm going to go get dressed," I assured her.

I saw her shiver, and as I walked away I heard her whisper, "Such a man."

* * *

I had to sit down to pull my shorts up my legs; I just had no strength after my unforgettable morning. I shrugged into a clean t-shirt and took a deep breath before getting up and walking out to the kitchen. I was famished, but just didn't think I could stand in front of the stove long enough to cook anything. I went to the fridge and looked inside for a moment, when I heard my mother come down the hall. I turned and smiled at her.

She had put on a lightweight dress that came down to just above her knees. It was pale aqua and hugged her curves nicely. I couldn't help but lick my lips again when I saw her prominent nipples. She wasn't wearing a bra. I wondered if she had bothered with panties. Mom saw my hungry expression and shivered again.

"You look great," I murmured.

"Thanks," she replied with a smile. She joined me in the kitchen and glanced into the open refrigerator. "So, what are you in the mood for?" she asked.

I made sure she saw it when I looked her up and down and growled. I waggled my eyebrows and gave her a lecherous grin. She bit her lip and shook her head.

"I really want some...cereal," I said, in as suggestive a voice as I could muster.

She laughed beautifully, which is what I had been hoping to hear. I grabbed the milk and closed the refrigerator door, then stepped over to the pantry to snag a box of Fruit Loops. Mom shook her head and grabbed her Honey Bunches of Oats, and she followed me out to the dining room. I set down the cereal and milk, and then grabbed two bowls, two spoons, and a multivitamin for each of us.

We sat down and poured the cereal and milk and started eating immediately. Between bites, I murmured, "I am really hungry. I just don't think I have the strength right now to actually cook anything."

She nodded in agreement. After she swallowed, she said, "I feel the same way. Maybe after this food settles we should..." She trailed off and gazed into my eyes for a long moment. Then she shook her head. "Sorry," she muttered, and then she went back to eating her cereal.

I kept eating and watched her closely, wondering what she was thinking. After a couple minutes, she suddenly looked up at my face again. "I still can't believe we did that!" she blurted. A blush crept up her neck and colored her cheeks lightly, but it wasn't the mortified embarrassment that had stained her features the night before.

"You were incredible," I murmured softly.

"Thanks," she whispered. She kept looking at me as she took another bite and chewed thoughtfully. Then she cleared her throat and said, "Honestly, honey, I never imagined I would want to try it. I always thought it was dirty, nasty, and demeaning. And I was certain it would hurt, especially with a guy like you or your father." I raised an eyebrow, and she added, "You know, with a big, fat dick. I was sure you would just rip me wide open." Then she sat back and shook her head, and that look of wonder returned to her face.

"It was amazing," she finally whispered.

I nodded in agreement as I finished my cereal. I lifted the bowl and drank the rest of the fruity-flavored milk before setting it back on the table. She wasn't finished.

"Honey, I can't believe how incredible you were the whole time. You just took charge and knew what to do to make me..." She shook her head and looked like she still couldn't believe it had actually happened. "I don't think I have ever come so much in my life," she finished in a whisper.

I nodded as I thought about it. "I guess that makes us even," I said with a soft smile.

Her eyes narrowed as she regarded me. "What do you mean?"

I shook my head and my dick lurched to life under the table as I thought about it. "Well, Mom, I only had my first blowjob three weeks ago. It was nice, but not good, if that makes sense. I wasn't nearly as interested in asking for another one as I was in fucking Denise. Clearly she had only done it because I asked. She didn't like it. Oh, and she threatened to kill me if I came in her mouth."

Mom snorted and spluttered when she heard that, and some milk escaped her lips and dribbled down her chin. She managed to swallow the mouthful of cereal and milk, and then wiped her mouth and chin with a napkin. Her eyes sparkled with mirth the entire time.

"Sorry," she chuckled when she could speak again.

I shook my head. "No," I replied, "nothing to apologize for. I think most women feel the way Denise does about sucking a man's dick. They'll do it to reward him, or to keep him happy, but it isn't something they actually like doing. And most of them aren't even good at it, especially if their guy has a big dick."

My eyes were drawn to her lips as she ran her tongue around them and thought about it.

"So...um..." I stammered, losing my train of thought as I stared at my mother's talented mouth. "Oh! Right, I was thinking that you completely amazed me when you took me in your mouth. I never imagined it could be anything like that, and you looked like you really enjoyed doing it. Then, when you spent the whole night with me in your mouth like you did, and woke me up with that spectacular blowjob...I just couldn't believe this was the same woman I had lived with my whole life." I nodded as I thought that over. It felt like I had said what I meant to. "That's why I said it made us even," I concluded.

She looked at me hungrily again as she swallowed the bite of cereal in her mouth. "As soon as I finish this cereal, I am going to suck you so good," she growled.

I glanced over and saw she had three or four bites left in her bowl, so I quickly got up and took my bowl out to the kitchen. She looked at me curiously, so I explained as I started the water, "We left the dinner dishes in the sink overnight. I figured I should hurry up and wash them and put this stuff into the dishwasher before I forget about it again."

"You're so thoughtful," she sighed, smiling at me again.

When she finished her cereal and got up, I took her bowl from her and rinsed it. She made it tough for me to concentrate on what I was doing, wrapping her arms around me from behind to mash her breasts into my back and reaching down to fondle my dick through my shorts. She clung onto me as I turned and put the last dishes in the dishwasher.

When she untied the drawstring of my shorts and reached in to squeeze my shaft, I felt like she was going too far. I reached back with my right hand and squeezed her ass cheek. It felt wonderfully soft in my hand, but it also let me know she hadn't put on panties beneath it. I turned my head to kiss her. We moaned and kissed each other, and her hand started stroking me inside my shorts.

"May I carry you to the bedroom?" I asked.

"Ooh! I'd like that," she purred.

She looked confused when I dropped my shorts and stepped out of them. Then, before she could react, I reached down and ran my hands up her thighs, beneath her dress, and lifted her up by her hips. Her eyes shot open in surprise and she let out a loud moan when I impaled her on my hard cock. I walked back to her bedroom with my mother's arms, legs, and pussy wrapped tightly around me, and every step drove my dick in and out of her.

Halfway down the hall she muttered into my ear, "You're so sneaky. Oh! And so strong. I'm going to have to keep a close eye on you from now on." Then I felt her shudder in my arms and her pussy spasmed around my dick.

I waited for her to finish coming before I leaned forward and carefully deposited her on her back in the bed. It was probably a stupid move on my part--picking her up and carrying her like that--but it had been fun. My legs burned after that brief exertion, though, and I wound up flopping into the bed beside her unceremoniously. As soon as I rolled over onto my back, she growled and pounced on my wet, throbbing dick.

"Oh, fuck!" I croaked.

After that, all I could do was moan and writhe helplessly in the bed as Mom's magical mouth worked me over. As I listened to her hungry moans, wet slurps, and satisfied groans, all I could think was, My mom sucks dick! She loves doing it, she is amazing at it, and--oh, fuck!--she loves drinking my cum!

"Mmm-hmm!" she moaned happily as she nursed that load out of me, as if she was agreeing with my thoughts.

I lifted my head to look down at her face, and her eyes met mine. Once again she had that slightly unfocused, drunken expression. She still looked incredibly gorgeous and sexy as she fed on my hard dick. After I had finished coming, she rolled onto her side and rested her head on my thigh. She kept my dick in her mouth and continued to softly suck on it with that same blissful, vacant expression on her face.

Her dress had gotten slightly twisted with the movement of her body and her right breast was completely exposed by her low neckline once it was pulled to the side like that. The bottom of the dress was also pulled up enough that it revealed a generous expanse of her sexy thighs. Seeing her like that made me want to touch her, and I really wanted to taste her pussy again. I started to twist my body so I could reach her legs, but she put her hand on my stomach and lightly restrained me.

"Hmm-mmm," she moaned in protest.

She shook her head slightly from side to side and then she increased the suction she was applying with her mouth. I shuddered and lay back. My mother wasn't done sucking me, and she did not want me to distract her. My cock had softened only slightly after she had drained me, but her insistent suction soon had me completely hard and throbbing in her mouth once again.

I was treated to quite a show as her left hand slid down between her thighs. She lifted the hem of her dress up out of the way and I watched as she spread her wet pussy lips open and stroked her hard little clit. My mouth watered as I watched. Mom moaned again and again; a much deeper, throatier sound than the happy little moans she had made earlier. My hard cock was once again feeding her a steady trickle of pre-cum and it just fueled her desire as she sucked me and played with her pussy.

I watched her shudder and come twice as she gave me the most incredible, slow blowjob. It was once again beyond anything I had ever imagined. Her mouth made love to my cock in such an intimate, beautiful and unhurried way that I felt like it would be a mistake for me to move or say anything. It would be akin to interrupting a great artist in the middle of painting a masterpiece. I could only mar the moment.

I lay there in that bed and tried to keep my breathing quiet and my hips still. I bit my lip occasionally as a lusty groan tried to escape my lips. It was particularly difficult right after Mom had one of her visually spectacular orgasms and her lips and tongue frantically worked over the head of my cock looking for more pre-cum. Both times she was immediately rewarded and she moaned lustily and savored the treat. Then she went back to her steady pace of gently sucking and licking me while lazily stroking her quivering clit.

She finally pulled her mouth off of me with a wet slurp, licking her lips and stroking me with her right hand. My dick looked absolutely huge in her hand, glistening wetly with her saliva, throbbing in her grasp with every vein bulging out over the length of my shaft. Now that her lips were no longer stretched around it, her mouth looked too small to ever take such a big thing. However, the fingers of her other hand held her soaked pussy lips wide open, and my cock lurched in her grasp.

Mom moaned softly in faint protest as I rose up and pushed her over onto her back. My voice was a throaty growl when I explained, "I'm sorry, Mom, but I really need to fuck you now."

"Yes," she agreed simply. She spread her legs and lifted them slightly and blinked a few times as her vision cleared and her eyes focused intently on my face.

My own focus quickly dropped to the fat, swollen head of my cock spreading her pussy wide open. She gasped out loud when the bloated ridge forced its way inside her. "Oh my God!" she panted, "You feel gigantic in there!"

I just nodded as I watched the stretched lips of her pussy swallow that obscenely swollen, veiny shaft. The heat and wetness inside her were incredible. As appealing as it looked, though, I simply couldn't savor the view or take my time gradually filling her up. I had meant what I said when I slid between her thighs--I really needed to fuck her.

I pulled my hips back and started fucking my mother in her incredible, tight little pussy. Almost as soon as I started, she cried out and bucked her hips as that first orgasm washed over her. She came really hard and her pussy soaked my shaft and balls with her slick juices. I didn't slow down at all. My need to fuck her was just too strong. I was steadily increasing the pace and depth of my strokes with my eyes glued to the sight. It felt like I was on a mission and nothing would stop me fucking my mother and filling her up completely with hard cock and a massive load of sperm.

I got half of that mission accomplished before Mom had other plans.

So singular was my focus that my mind barely registered all the times my mother had moaned, cried out, or even screamed in orgasm as I fucked her relentlessly. I had finally reached the point of driving my full length inside her each stroke, and I was pulling almost all the way out before plunging back inside her. I finally blinked and looked up at her face when she planted her palms on my chest and wrapped her legs around my waist to hold me in place.

"Honey, my pussy really needs a break," she panted. The way she trembled beneath me, I knew she was serious.

I nodded, and she sighed and relaxed her legs. I reached down to cradle her thighs in my hands as I slowly pulled my pulsing shaft from her slick embrace. Her mouth shot open and she shivered as I did it. After guiding her legs softly to the bed, I sat back on my heels and blew out a long breath. Mom lay there and panted for a minute before squirming onto her side to look at me. When her gaze traveled down to my erect cock bobbing up and down in front of me, she smiled and shook her head."Damn, I can barely believe that whole thing was inside me," she murmured, reaching out to give the tip a soft squeeze. Her eyes looked up at mine again. "You're still completely hard," she breathed, "Were you close?"

I had to think about it for a moment, and I looked away from her face while I did. Then I nodded and looked back down at her. "Yes ma'am," I growled. "I'm still pretty close."

She looked at my dick again, and bit her lip. She looked nervous, and that threw me for a loop. When she looked up at my face again and licked her lips nervously, she blushed. My eyes widened and met hers, and that only made her blush further as she bit her lip again. My cock throbbed when the thought worked its way through my brain.

Mom can't bring herself to ask for it, but she wants me to fuck her ass again.

My hand shook as I reached over and picked up the bottle of lube from the headboard. Mom let out a soft moan when she saw it, and then she trembled as she turned around on her hands and knees in front of me. That sexy little puckered hole throbbed in anticipation when I spread her cheeks open. The soft little gasp that escaped my mother's lips just turned me on more as I carefully lubed her horny asshole.

I gradually worked two lubricated fingers inside her and then spread them slightly as I coaxed that tight little rubbery ring to relax and open up. When she started pushing her hips back toward me, I knew she was ready. I quickly lubricated the head of my cock and rose up onto my knees to line it up with her pulsing little pucker. That snug little hole still looked far too small to accommodate the huge, swollen knob when I pressed the tip of it against her.

"I still can't believe we're doing this," she murmured.

I looked up her back to find her looking at me over her shoulder. I licked my lips and tried to smile at her. She gave me a weak smile in return, but then her eyes and mouth shot open when I pressed my hips forward. "Ohhh!" she groaned as her tight asshole spread around the head of my cock. The look of lustful surrender on her face held me spellbound.

I held her hips and kept pressing forward with steady pressure, but my attention was focused on her face. She looked incredible, but I also thought that I would be able to tell from her expression if I needed to slow down or stop. We both let out a low moan when I felt the head of my dick slip inside that snug little hole. Mom finally closed her mouth so she could lick her lips.

"I can't believe it," she whimpered softly. "I can't believe you've got your huge dick in my ass again."

I had to grin when I saw her shiver. My dick had lurched inside her in response to her words. Then I finally looked down and it was my turn to gasp in disbelief. Half of my shaft was already buried in her tight little butthole!

"Oh, God yes," she groaned, and I watched the rest of my cock slide right in.

I swallowed heavily and looked back into my mother's eyes. "It's...it's--" I stammered.

"It's all yours," she groaned. "Take it!"

"Yes ma'am," I growled. I grabbed her hips and started fucking her ass.

I knew from the shower we had shared earlier that she liked to get fucked hard when I took her ass, but I was still worried about going too fast and hurting her. That fear evaporated after like three strokes.

"Yes!" she cried, slamming her ass back to meet me.

After that I held nothing back. I just focused on giving her the deep, hard ass-pounding she wanted. We didn't even stop when her bunched-up dress finally annoyed her to the point that she took it off. She was still shaking with each hard thrust as she pulled it over her head and tossed it toward the laundry hamper. I did stop both times she shuddered and came, but that was just to apply more lube to my shaft and her throbbing pucker.

Then it was my turn.

It wasn't like I had been holding anything back to prolong her pleasure, but when I felt myself getting close I started driving in and out of her even faster. Mom had been moaning non-stop after that second anal orgasm, but when she felt my cock swelling up inside her ass she cried out, "Yes! YES! Oh fuck yes, come in my ass!"

I slammed my cock balls-deep into her and bellowed as I felt that intense climax explode out of me. Mom cried out and her body shook as I launched volley after volley of hot cum deep in her wonderful ass. It was easily one of the best and most intense orgasms I ever had, and it was apparently fantastic for my mother as well.

"Oh, fuck! I'm coming!" she cried out.

Her asshole squeezed me tightly and refused to let go. When I finally stopped coming, I held her hips and pulled her over with me so I could lie on my side behind her. I wrapped my arm around her and hugged her to me as we panted and shook together. When my breathing was back to normal, I bit my lip so I wouldn't chuckle out loud. My dick was still inside her.

Mom let out a long sigh and then I felt her ass squeezing my shaft. She lifted her head from the bed and turned enough to make eye contact. "That's so intense," she shuddered. She licked her lips and shook her head slightly. "I can't believe how much I like it."

I nodded. "It was really good for me too--"

My eyes shot open when I felt her hips pushing back insistently and it hit me--she was still enjoying it and wasn't done. Mom was fucking her horny asshole on my dick. I figured it wouldn't last long. After that intense orgasm, there was no way...