THINGS THAT GO 'BUMP' IN THE NIGHT

This is a true story of 'accidental' incest. We were on a two weeks cross-country trip from our home in California to visit my father's older sister in Kansas. My Aunt had become seriously ill and my mom hated flying so we made the trip by car. I had just turned twenty-one at the time and took a leave of absence from college to see my Aunt and share the driving with my dad. Our second of driving day found us in Amarillo on a hot, dusty summer's eve.

The motel rooms were very small with narrow twin beds, so I had a separate room next to my parents. Dad had drove the last leg and was exhausted so he went right to bed after dinner. Mom and I had slept during the last leg and decided to take a little walk to see what the little town of Amarillo had to offer. Not much, but we walked past a little country bar with some kick-ass music so we decided to go in and have a couple of beers. As we entered the bar and took a little booth, I noticed several men give my mom the eye. It was then (the first time) I truly made a connection with the fact that my mom was a foxy looking lady.

At forty-two, my mom was really in her prime as a woman; 5'7", 135 lbs., slim-waisted with 38 double D's topped by Auburn hair framing a beautiful face. Well, it took all of about three minutes before a guy just a couple of years older than I; approached and ask permission to dance. Mom said no but he seemed very nice so I asked him if he would care to join us for a beer. I thought he might steer me toward finding a local babe to share the evening with. It worked, he called his sister over to our table and she was a knockout!

She had come there with a couple of girl friends looking for guys and to dance to the music of the little five-piece band. Her name was Linda. Her brother Chad pointed out that Linda and my mom looked like sisters. Yes indeedy! Linda had a figure as good as mom's only Linda didn't need a bra, because those babies just stood straight out with her nipples poking right through her thin summer blouse. Chad said, "Damn girl those headlights of yours are gonna either poke someone's eyes out, or I'm gonna get into another fight with some dude who thinks my sisters melons are ripe for the pickin'"!

Well, that broke the ice and we all started laughing over Chad acting like a big brother's concern for his bra-less sister. I asked Linda for a dance and when she snuggled up to me I got the full impact of her 'Melon's and the two hard nipples that were now dancing on my chest. She was taking my breath away and I soon got a boner that began snaking up to my belt. Embarrassed, I tried to pull back and cool down (there sat her brother and my mother). Linda said, "Don't let it bother you, I've got three older brothers and seen more than one hard pecker before"! She snuggled even closer pushing her flat tummy up against my now raging hard on. I said, "Yeah, but your turning mine into a piece of iron. Just how am I going to get us back to the table without my mom and your brother thinking I'm some kinda horny toad"? Linda laughed and said, "Simmer down, we'll just go out side and give you time to ease that big ol' thing back down to normal".

When the music ended, she waived to her brother and said, "I'm taking Jon out to see my new mustang, we'll be right back". What a relief! We went out the back door and into the darkened parking lot. Rescued from embarrassment (and a possible ass-kicking by her brother) we got into her car and talked. Linda said, "It was cute the you got so worried about your 'Trouser-trout' with my brother lookin' on. I liked the way your big ol' thing took to our dancin'together, so close, and all. She touched my arm, leaned over and we kissed. Her kiss was like a branding iron. At the first touch of our lips, she slid the pointy tip of her tongue into my mouth. Taking her cue, I slid my hand under her left breast in a cupping motion to see if she was as hot as I. Linda responded by opening her mouth and swabbing my tounge with hers. I slipped my hand under her blouse and began massaging her breasts which were the firmest damn tits I ever felt. They stuck straight out and felt more like marble than tits. At first I thought they must be implants. As if reading my mind, Linda said, "Honey, they're real so go ahead and squeeze 'em just as hard as you'ld like. Oh, Christ was I 'tall hog at the trough' and lovin' this country babe.

She first started stroking my straining cock on the surface of my pants. When we broke our first kiss, she said, "Turn about's fair play" (referring to my hands on her bra-less tits) and unzipped my fly and tried to take out my cock. She couldn't get it out because it was sticking straight up and tangled in my jockey shorts.

Linda laughed and said, "Undo your belt honey so's I can unleash that big ol' thing of yours and give him some air". I unhooked my belt with one hand and went back to those mammoth mammaries while she slipped my cock out and began stroking it into a mass of throbbing nerves. Linda said, "I'd love to suck it, but if my brother peeks out the door and cant see my head, he'll kill both of us. If you give me your hanky baby-doll, I'll relieve all that pressure with a hand job and then I can do you right, later"!

Fucking fantastic! I was a thousand miles from home in a strange town and in less than one hour, had two hands full of firm Texas titty and about to get a 'hand-job' from a country honey who knew how to show a city-boy true southern hospitality. My cock was so wet with pre-cum, it lubricated her hand to perfection. It only took a few strokes as we continued to kiss. Between feeling those titties and the way she was stroking and twisting my cock, I was ready to blow. She felt me shudder and placed my handkerchief over my 'one-eyed monster' and said, "Go ahead honey and give momma some of that California Cream". Fuck, that did it, I shot a wad of sperm that came out like a blast from a Texas Oil Geyser!

I just started to come down from the cummin' up when Linda said, "Oh, baby you were such a good little boy for momma. I hope you don't think I'm a little whore by askin' but would you mind if I had just one little ol' taste of your beautiful cock"? Before I could answer (shit I hadn't even began breathing yet), Linda swooped down and crammed the whole damn 8 inches into her warm mouth and vacuumed the remaining sperm right out of my nut-sack She licked my 'little ol'cock' totally clean in less that twenty seconds. She came up to give me a kiss but stopped abruptly and said, "Oh, shit hurry and put yer dick away, my brothers walking over here with your mother in-tow".

Fuck, that was close; I no sooner got my cock stuffed back into my pants and zipped when Chad and my mom reached the open window on Linda's side. Safe by a country cunt-hair. It was the luck o' this Irishman that they thought we were 'just talking' and 'behaving ourselves'. We told them to order us another round of cold beer, some fries and we would be right in. I gave Linda my room number and she agreed to meet me in a couple of hours. She said she would go back to her friend's table and then they would all leave together so as not to cause suspicion. I was to go back to my motel room in wait for her to set up an alibi with her folks to stay with a girl friend. If all went well she would see me in a couple of hours and we could 'take-up with where we had left-off'. Perfect, in a couple of hours I was going to get laid by this gorgeous Southern Belle and the South (that is, Southern Caifornia) would rise again! Oh, what fucking luck!

When we went back inside, I noticed mom was having a great time. I was happy for her. The last year or so she had really been under a lot of pressure. She was really dancing close to Chad. A couple of his friends kept cuttin-in and she was eathing it up. I was glad dad was not here because he would have been really jealous of the attention she was enjoying. The music was great, Linda was on her way, mom was swingin' to the music and digging the attention. In about an hour, Chad and his friends said they had to get up at 5:00 am the next day so they said their goodbye's. Mom confided that she was so worked up from dancing with Chad and his, "Big strong and very good looking friends" she was going to go back to the motel and, "Wake up your father and give him me a good working over". We had a good laugh over that so after a couple of more beers, I started confiding in mom that Linda was going to join me at the motel. Mom was very happy for me and said "Go ahead honey and give her as good a working over as I'm gonna give you're ol' man"! Then as mother's do, she leaned close and said, just be real carefull-like. Now the reason mom sounds so much like Linda is that mom was born in Missouri in a little town called South West City. Believe me it weren't no (shit now I'm talkin thataway) city. If you find it on the map, it's the fly-speck near Joplin.

Another round of beers and mom and I were feelin' just-about-right so she said "Son, its time for your 'workout with Linda'. Go, ahead and mosey on back (we were really getting' into the western country shit). I'll finish this last beer an head-out later. We'll meet-at-the-pass, manana. Remember, be careful (there it was again) and we'll all compare notes in the morning"! I left and mosyed on back to the motel and took a shower. The combination of the relaxating hot water mixed with the drinks really began to unwind my tired body. With the prospect of the lovely Linda soon arriving, I made sure the door was unlocked, put some soft music on the 'rad-ee-o' (that's southern-speak for radio), and turned off the lights. There was just enough neon light from the motel sign to give the room a sexy 'cheap dime-store novel' ambiance. All was ready as I slipped beneath the cool sheets anticipating a fucking good time and ....drifted off into a sublime slumber. What I did not know was that something had caused Linda to break our date. Whether her cover plan was blown or she simply changed her mind, I never found out. What I was soon to find out; was the fact one small mistake was about to be made that night. And mother was going to make it!

Mom (also feeling the effects from her 5 or six beers) stumbled into my unlocked room by mistake! She had gone to the ladies room just prior to leaving, entered my darkened room, took off her clothes and climbed into bed. I, still asleep with visions of Linda dancing in my head was unaway of my mothers presence in my bed. Mom snuggled her beautiful ass up to me spoon fashion. Thinking I was my father, she reached back between us and began fondling my cock. I slowly awoke to what I thought was Linda's wonderful hand stroking me to a raging hard-on. Sensing my awakening, she shifted her ass backwards and began rubbing the head of my cock into her warm and wet little cunny. The feeling was incredible. This gorgeous Texas jewel had quietly slipped into my room, stripped naked and without any conversation, had taken me into her pussy and was now fucking me. Oh, how I was lovin' the sexy Linda from the Lone Star State. (So I thought)!

Placing my hands on her hips I push my hard cock further into her moist cunny. She placed her hand around and onto the back of my thigh. Bending forward even further so as to maximize penetration, she put her face into the pillow and moaned, "Oh God, you feel so hard, fuck mamma"(I later was to discover that's how she talks to dad when they make love). That did it, her pussy plus grunting and moaning for me to fuck her was all I could stand. I yelled, "Oh, you little Texas whore" and begin emptying my balls into her tight, hot little snatch. The only problem was, it was not my "little Texas whore, Linda" rather my Missouri born mother I had just unloaded my hot seed into.

At that point my Mother froze! She had just heard the voice of her son call her a "Texas whore". I still did not know it was my mother. I felt her stop moving, but thought it was Linda having and orgasm. My mother (now in shock and totally speechless) tried to pull away. I felt her grabbing at my arm and moving violently, but thought it was due to the sensation of our sexual coupling. The more she fought, the more I held on in order to complete the fucking she was due. This little slut was mine, I owned her pussy, and was going to give her the pounding she had begged for. It was fantastic; she was so hot and moving all over the goddamn bed. The situation had such an arousing effect on me. I was once again as hard as a rock and deep inside her pussy. This hot little Texas bitch started to scream. I quickly placed my hand over her mouth and said, "Shut the fuck up you cute little bitch. I'm gonna fuck you all night and then empty my cum in your hot little mouth. And, there's nothing you can do about it".

She again tried removing my hand, so I said, "Linda, shut the fuck up. My parents are on the other side of this wall". "Just be a good little girl and let me give you what you need". With that she stopped struggling. All the time, I had been pounding my hard cock into her pussy and she was obviously enjoying every minute. On the other-hand, mom now realized that if she did yell, or that I came to the realization I was fucking my own mother, I might (or we might awaken my dad)! She froze again and now was very quiet. I said, "Linda is everything ok. I didn't hurt your or anything, did I"?

My mother was thinking. Confused by the circumstances she still had her son's hard cock inside. She reached around and patted my hip and began gently pulling away. I was waiting for an answer as my hard cock slipped from its warm cradle. Linda rolled over and started crying. I thought, "Oh, God now I've got a crying woman on my hands. What the hell is going on". Mom snuggled closer to me and began quieting. My raging hard on was right in the middle of Linda's two big beautiful tits. I felt the warmth of her titties squeezing around my shaft as I held her head to my chest while she quieted.

It was all rather moving. I had really gotten to this beautiful Southern Belle. She really liked the hard fucking I had just given her and now, as my hot load of sperm leaked from her pussy, she was having a very tender moment. The Randy Newman song came to mind, "She's a real emotional girl---wears her heart out on her sleeve".

Mom was still trying to sort it all out. Blaming herself for chosing the wrong room and getting fucked by her son was a bit much! Shit, hadn't she smelled dad's Old Spice cologne so familiar to 22 years of marriage. Then it hit her like a bolt of lightning. Her son also wore the same cologne (like father like son). As my sperm continued oozing down her leg she began gaining control of her emotions. Just then, I placed both hands on Linda's beautiful titties so as to begin tit-fucking her with my, still very hard and horny, boner. That's when it hit me; these tits were not Linda's. They were not firm as marble. If they were not Linda's, then whose? "Excuse me miss, but just who the hell are you" I asked? Mom whispered, "Jon, honey, it's me"!

Now it was I who was fucking upset. I had just placed a load of hot sperm into my mother's pussy. Furthermore, I had my hard cock between her titties and had started fucking them. Worse yet! I didn't want to let go of her tits and my erection was not going down. "Mom, how did this happen"?

Within a minute or two we had pieced the puzzle into a picture worthy of a Picasso. We were snuggled together, naked in a darkend motel room having just committed the act of incest. Neither of us would have ever made any such feeling known to the other. I had taken college "Psyche" last year. We both knew that it was not unnatural to have fantasies regarding incest. And, we both knew that we need not feel guilty for the accident that had just happened. There were just a couple more questions remaining that needed answering!

Within a minute or two we had pieced the puzzle into a picture worthy of a Picasso. We were snuggled together, naked in a darkened motel room having just committed the act of incest. We were both adults and knew that it was perfectly normal to have fantasies regarding incest. We both knew that we need not feel guilty for the accident that had just happened. Yep, we knew all of that. However, there were just a couple more tiny little questions remaining that begged answering!

What a situation to be in; that is having just committed the act of incest (even if it was accidental – it damn sure was incest)! My mom and I had always been so close (but until now we had not fucked each other). She had been my 'Touch-stone' and to whom I could always rely upon for honesty. Although we had innocently partaken of the 'forbidden fruit' of incest, there was no doubt that I was enjoying the sensuality of having my hard cock between my mother's tits. If this wasn't weird enough, the memory of feeling her tight wet pussy tunnel milking my cock, was still fresh in my mind. No doubt about it, I was still damn horny even though she was my mother. I knew I couldn't continue without her permission (hell, how could I even be thinking of such a thing!). Half of me felt like a perverted ass-hole and the other knew damn well that I had enjoyed this woman's (not my mother's -- tight, hot pussy). Tell me, how in the goddamn hell could I tell my mom that "I'm sorry but, I really enjoyed fucking you and by the way is it ok that I do it again?" Her son must be some kind of 'sicko' for having such erotic feelings and such a strong desire to get back inside her warm comforting pussy! How could I say such things to my mother? Instead I whimped out; Big Time!

"Mom, how do you feel?" "Well, until I found it was you inside of me, it felt wonderful. Now I'm not sure. It's so wrong. I 'm more worried about how terrible you must feel." "Right now, holding you like this; and the way you made me feel….the way you smell, I don't know." We both were silent for a long time. Then mom said, "Honey do you realize your penis is still very hard and you haven't let go of my boobs?"

I knew then that I wanted to kiss her beautiful face. Not a son's kiss, but a lover's kiss. I said, "Mom, I need to kiss you. If you say no then it's all right with me. But, I would like to try just one kiss as if we just a man and a woman. I believe, on my part, I'll know then what to do about all this. What do you think?"

Was it the alcohol, the late hour or the chemistry between two sexually stimulated adults having just fucked? I don't know. I do know that once the sexual juices are flowing, it is damn hard to stop. I needed to find an answer!

"I'm so confused. You were making me feel so wonderful. Honey please don't ever think that you had not aroused me. But..... I knew what she was thinking. I didn't want to stop just yet either because then I'd never completely understand this feeling inside. I didn't want to go through the rest of my life with this terrible question haunting me. Shit! Damned if I do and damned if I don't. Again it got real quiet….until mom came up with a wise compromise!

"Jon, if you want to kiss mommy as if I were Linda; I'll kiss you as if you were my lover. Then let's see if we feel any better about all this. If you agree do this though, you have to promise me…no we must promise each other; that neither one of us will feel guilty or blame each other for what's happened here tonight; ok?"

I nodded and we just stared at each other in the neon glow of the motel sign casting its eerie spell over our naked bodies. Slowly we both began to relax and our bodies blended once again an erotic embrace. I slipped from between her tits and she positioned herself so my cock was now cradled between her thighs nesting just under her cum drenched pussy-lips. She lifted her face up to mine and our lips touched very gently. We both just held that soft kiss for what seemed to be at least 30 seconds. My arms were around her shoulders and hers around my waist, yet neither one of us dared move. Then as if on cue, I shuddered (as though a small chill had passed) and she breathed a sigh into my mouth. Our tongues touched and it was as though a door had opened. A forbidden door that contained a mysterious secret of epic proportions. From the moment we began kissing, she was no longer just my mother; she was more. Much more!

Our kiss deepened and as my hands began to search the woman before me, I felt as though we passing beyond that door and onto a new path. All feeling of wrong was removed. Instead I was kissing a woman with whom I had loved my entire life. This first kiss was so strange. Never before had I shared a first kiss with the perfect knowledge I could trust and depend upon that person's love forever. It were as though she had been my perfect friend for over twenty years of affection; then a kiss so sexually deep it created a new beginning. This was not my mother's kiss she was returning: it was that of a lover. Yes, that was the feeling. I was feeling such love for this….woman whom was also my best friend and mother.

"Jon honey, this can't be real. I want you so much. Whatever you choose, I'll agree to it. Take me any way you want. Then if you want me to go back being your mother, I will. If you want me as your girlfriend or lover, then that's all right with me. Just promise that from this moment on, you'll never lose respect for me and that you'll never put me out of your life."

"Mom, let's just continue taking it a step-at-a-time and then we'll talk about it later. This is way too weird for me. I don't know what to think…about anything. I just know what I'm feeling for you. I don't want to think about dad and I damn sure don't want to hurt him. I only know how I'm feeling this very minute. I want this beautiful woman in my arms. I promise no matter what, I will always be your son. I'd never leave you in a million years."

No further words were spoken that night, except the soft quiet words of passion shared by two lovers. I was about to experience the ultimate eroticism of fucking one of my old fantasies…my mother. We began by telling one another exactly what we wanted. "Put your hand on my pussy and feel how wet I am." I removed the covers from my new lover and turned my body into a 69 position so I could really explore this woman's pussy. I began lightly stroking and fingering her mound. The hair of her bush was soft and wet with the fragrant smell of her juices mixed with the light salty taste of my cum. I had never tasted so much of my sperm other than small traces left from a past girl friend's lips after fellatio. Now I began lathering my tongue upon mother's labia and clit and in so doing, licked a large gob of my still warm sperm as it seeped from her pussy.

Her pussy! I was sucking the sweet nectar from my own mother's hungry hole! I was really beginning to understand the word 'Erotic' for the first time; for this was damn erotic. The sensation was so strange. Here I was sucking upon the very place from which I had first seen the light of the world. I was placing my tongue as far into her cunt as I could to swab her sweet smelling vagina and taste the essence of my mother's womanhood. My face was buried in her opening. It was as though I were trying once again to become a physical part of her and my mind began slipping into an unknown realm of sin and secrecy. I was eating and sucking upon the very pussy through which I had been delivered. To make matters worse (or more 'Erotic' depending on one's point of view) I was feasting upon it like a wild and starving animal! I continued to travel deeper into this other realm of being; transported to a new, and very erogenous, world from which I feared I might never return!

I slowly became aware of mother's warm wet mouth slowly swallowing my cock. Then she began moaning with a mouth full of my cock. I felt the vibrations from within her throat pulsing up and down the length of my hard penis. As I continued eating her pussy the vibrations from her passionate moaning on my cock acted as a catalyst inside my balls signaling a demand for the eminent release of the awaiting pent-up load of my sperm. My mother was summoning my sperm with her lips, tongue and voice as easily as she seduced me into sleep with a bedtime story in my youth. This was indeed a new kind of bedtime story that we were creating and as mother and son. And it was taking us into a wicked, sexy and deliciously erotic world. "Mom, stop sucking my cock or I'm going to cum in your mouth." This time I wanted to cum inside of her pussy knowing full well that it belonged to that of my mother. Only then would I have the answer to the mystery we had created. Whatever resulted, at least, I would hold the key of knowledge to answering the mysterious question of this 'incestuous' burning desire!

Removed my cock from her mouth she began nibbling up and down my shaft then rubbing it all around her wet lips. Up and down, sliding her warm open lips, up and down. Then she started sucking as a blood hungry leach on the sensitive part just beneath my cock-head. She just held my shaft tightly to her moist warm lips and sucked the flesh of my perineum into her teeth. The feeling was tortuously erotic. I had no idea until now that my mother was so accomplished in the art of cock sucking. "Oh baby, do you like mommy's sucking your big hard cock?" Oh fuck, hearing her say the words (baby, mommy and hard cock) forced me to fight the urge of shooting my boiling load. Mom started rubbing my balls with her fingernails as though counting a bag of marbles. I fucking couldn't take any more of her ministrations. I was on the verge of another huge climax.

Mom must have felt my nut-sack tighten because she stopped just in time to keep me from spewing my load. She turned around and presented herself before me on her hands and knees as though commanded to submit; awaiting further instruction from her master. I could clearly see her beautiful back in the glow of the neon lights. From her wide shoulders down to her narrow waist flared the most perfect hips. She lowered her face onto the pillow and said, "Honey, come fuck mommy's ass."

With back arched and her full round butt curving lewdly upwards, she presented an 'Altar' of the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. Here was my mother in the primeval position of submission. On hands and knees, and in her son's bed, she was awaiting her lover's cock! I would not disappoint this woman's offering so I bent down and placed my tongue in the crack of her moist ass. She smelled so good. I could see a thin trail of white frothy foam leaking from her pussy. I sucked some of it into my mouth. It tasted faintly of sweet almonds and honey. After licking up all her cunt nectar, I began licking higher towards the opening of her tiny rosebud. Mother's anus was very tightly puckered and so inviting. It was beckoning my tongue; I had to taste and smell her earthy opening. As I swirled my tongue up and down her dark crack the flavor changed to a more pungent tangy taste that touched another nerve in my brain causing my cock to throb even harder. Until this very moment I would have never understood how a beautiful woman's anus could be desirable in making love. "Baby, please fuck mommy's ass….please baby! Don't make me beg, I need your big hard cock inside me." It was obvious that she too had been sexually transported to a New World of lust. She wanted me, she needed me and I was more than ready to give her anything within my power!

My cock was so very wet from her sucking it simply slid right into her tight pussy. It was as though her particular pussy had been molded to receive my cock. As I slid all the way down to my balls she said, "No, baby. I want you in my ass". This was happening all too fast. I had never been in a girl's ass before. I had assumed that mom just wanted me to fuck her pussy from the back. I had no idea she actually wanted my cock up her butt! I had fantasized many times about anal sex, but never…never had I remotely dreamed of fucking my mother's ass.

"Mom, I've never been in a woman's ass before. Won't it hurt you?" "No, honey. You're big cock is about the same as daddy's. He does it to me all the time; I really love the feeling. If you're going to do me, do it the way I like best." She was saying all of this in a voice I had never heard before. It was right out of a porno flick. She was really begging for my cock and groaning like a total whore. She said, "Shove that big hard cock up mommy's ass and make her cum. Come do it to me. You're little girl is such a slut for having it up her tight little asshole".

That did it! Before I could do anything, I shot my entire wad all over her back. I was so embarrassed yet so fucking relieved of the tremendous pressure of cum I had accumulated due to this very wonderful slut/mom I was getting to know. God, she was so hot and sexy. Why hadn't I noticed the sensual woman in her before tonight?

Mom spun around and once again swallowed my cock. Forming a tight seal with her lips she nursed all the jizz from my cock leaving it clean and shinny. Still on her knees, he crawled up to me and took me into her arms. She gave me a warm kiss, wet with my spunk on her lips. Licking any trace of sperm from my lips and then hers; she smiled a wicked grin and said, "Don't worry, mommy knows how to make her baby hard again."

With that mom, lay flat on her back and scooted beneath my legs. I was still in the same kneeling position for fucking her doggy-style. Reaching up she took hold of my cock and brought the tip down to her lips. Mom was one perfect cocksucker. I couldn't teach her a thing; she was a master in the art of giving head. I placed both hands on her lovely double D tits and massaged both nipples into two hard nubs with the palms of my hands. I was enjoying her ministrations upon my rock-hard, veiny cock which she had now slurped all the way down her throat. My cock was literally buried in mother's throat and her lips sealed tightly around its base; I could feel her squeezing the entire length with her mouth, throat and tongue. Once again, I began to feel the tightening of my nut-sack.

Removing my cock from her throat, she said, "Now honey, I want my lover to fuck mommy's face with his big cock." I couldn't get over my mother's vulgar talk. This was the woman who slapped my ass silly if I said the word "damn". Now she's telling me to stick my cock back into her mouth and saying words like; pussy, fuck, cock, asshole. Man, it was so erotic (and still gets me off every time). Mom was an absolute wonderful whore in my bed. Later I found out that once her pussy's touched, she'd let the genie out of the bottle and turn from a prim-and-proper housewife into that of a total fuck-slut until she got-off!

Taking my cock back into her mouth she began swallowing me down her throat until I could see my cock once more expanding the muscles of her throat. I fucked her throat until I couldn't stand it. Mom slid her mouth off of my cock and said, "Now, it's time to fuck mommy's ass. Don't worry, just fuck me and give me all that sperm I just made in your balls." She was just so unreal. This was not my mother; this was some little slut that looked like my mother begging me to fuck her up the ass.

Once again, ass up and head down she waited for me to get inside. I was so nervous, I couldn't believe the fat purpled head of my dick would ever get past her tiny little rose bud. "Don't be shy, just put some spit on mommy's ass and slowly push the head of your cock into mommy's hot hungry ass." With that she reached around with both hands and began to spread her ass cheeks open wide exposing her puckered 'brownie'. What a fantastic sight! Oh, man….too fucking much! I had always dreamed of a girl that could get me off like this. Who would have believed that when I found her it would turn out to be my very own 'Mommy Dearest'".After we finished making love, mother left my room and returned to dad's room. Mom was always such strength to the family because she had good 'common sense'. Her education was in the school of 'hard knocks' as she called it. Orphaned at 2 and brought up by a close-knit clan of loving and caring relatives, she and her older sister were raised on a farm learning more about real life situations than any school could possibly teach. Because of her (and my father's similar upbringing), I learned as much from them as I had from any teacher or classroom books.

I was still dazed from the evening's experience as I stared up at the neon glow on the motel ceiling. I was exhausted yet totally alive from the high of such sexual experiences. Too 'juiced' to sleep, I felt like I had consumed 3 to 4 cups of mom's early wake-up coffee. I had cum 3 times in just a few hours and yet my pecker was starting to get hard again as I reviewed my sexual awakening:

1. I had danced with the beautiful Linda; a knock-down-gorgeous babes that could have graced any playboy foldout.

2. Been treated to massaging her hard Texas titties while her tightly puckered southern lips vacuumed my hungry cock.

3. And last, but not least, had 2 fabulous fucking orgasms with my own beautiful mother. My mind was in a whirl and trying to sort out what tomorrow, no (shit, it was already 2:00 am)…today would bring!

I knew mom and I were going to have to talk with dad. A wonderful father in whom I could never even consider going behind his back. He had been as much a guiding light in my life as mom. Were it not for him I would have never attained the rank of Eagle Scout or made it into USC. He had treated me with a man's respect since I was 14. I needed to somehow tell him man to man and let the 'chips fall where they may'. He may be pissed but I knew he would respect me for being honest and forth-right. He loved my mother and I knew he loved me too. In time he could forgive. But not if we were discovered in a deception and a lie. I knew that mother and I would have to sleep together at least once more, therefore he had to be told about tonight. But just how could (would) we tell him? That was my delima (and also the same delima mother was facing in her room at the very same time). I…we (mom and I) needed time to sort things out! And, I still had the beautiful young Linda on my mind. It was her that I supposed I was fucking when I discovered my cock buried in mom's hot pussy! What had happened to Linda? And man, if there was a way I could get into Linda's little tight pussy and get my hands and mouth once again on her hard titties then I didn't want to pass that chance up. No fucking way!

As I lay there thinking about mom and Linda, my dick kept getting harder and harder. I reached down and started the familiar fondling of my cock and dreaming of lucious Linda. I thought about the earlier blow job and her firm titties as I stroked my cock up and down; the same way Linda had 'jacked me off' earlier in her car. I remembered how her hard marbled nipples felt in my fingers and how she had sucked me dry in less than a minute with her warm, wet mouth! Oh shit! I was getting so hot from the memory of her hard Texas titties and sweet little mouth and pointy tongue as it swabbed my lips and then my cock. I could feel a tightening in my balls as Linda's head bobbed up and down my hard cock-shaft! Linda's warm wet lips had replaced my hand. Ohhh…fuck, she was so good at sucking my cock. Just then my mother's pussy came into the scene and began pumping my cock! I could smell her warm, wet snatch that I had feasted and drank from. All wet and gooey from a mature woman's essence lubricating my cock!

Fuck…this fantasy was more than a fantasy. It really happened. And to me! Just a 21 year old college kid! This wasn't some fraternity brother's bull shit story…It was mine…and it was real! The last thing I remembered was my mother on her knees. In my bed with her face down in my pillow spreading the cheeks of her ass wide open and begging me to fuck her sweet fanny. I turned and buried my face in the exact same place hers had been just minutes before and smelled the fragrance of her White Shoulders perfume…and then…I came in a mind-groaning orgasm of mother and Linda all mixed into one fabulous sexy woman. Bathed in the glow of my forth orgasm, I got a brilliant idea on how to delay our trip at least one more day. So with the fresh spooge of my warm cum pooling on my belly, I smelled its pungent odor wafting up from under the warm covers of my well-used bed and drifted off into a deep, blissful sleep.

I awoke the next morning with a tune in my heart of love and lust all mixed into one brilliant melody. Life just doesn't get any better than what I had just experienced in the last 24 hours of my young life. The hot shower was working its magic on my neck and shoulders. As I reviewed the day's tasks, I began to get that old familiar tingle from my balls between my legs. My horny dick started awakening and begging to be stroked under the warm spray of soapy water. 'Stop it Jon,' I thought. I've gotta save myself for what may come my way on this new dawn of opportunity!" Last night I had been given two great gifts from two wonderful women and couldn't wait to see were today would lead…but first the matter of dad. That sobering thought brought the ol' pecker back into a drooping reality.

With a clean shave and the sting of Old Spice on my cheeks, I walked out into the beautiful Texas sunshine. The morning air was clean and crisp in comparison to the California smog I was used to. Hell, out here a man could fill his lungs to full capacity and not get a grabbing pain deep in his chest from the choking smog. I crunched my way across the pebbled driveway towards the motel office. The motel manager gave me a feeble smile as he asked, "Are you Jon in cabin 6?"

"Yes sir, that I am."

"Well, my wife rang and rang your room last night but you musta got in kinda' late. There's a message for you that a nice sounding young lady left." And with that, he gave a knowing smile and a wink that I understood as soon as I read the note!

"Sorry sweet baby. I can't get over to see you tonight. Please call first thing in the morning and I'll expain. Your Texas hottie, Linda. 749-1_ _ _ . (No, you're not getting her number so forget it!)"

Man, these Texas gals really let it all hang out when they like someone! Balls to the wall with nothing held back. Her note was as open as the love she freely shared in the bar parking lot last night. The motel manager had a 'shit-eating-grin' on his face as I shoved the note down into my pocket and told him we were having some car trouble and would be staying for at least one more night. Again, with his damn knowing grin. I finally had to nod and return the smile myself. The note from Linda just added to that 'Cock o' the Walk' feeling I had from the two new women in my life. God, what a day this was shaping up to be.

"Would you like me to dial the number for you? You can use the phone over there by the lamp on the table."

"No, I think I best make this call in private." I left the office and crunched my way to the curbside phone booth and dialed the number. Linda answered on the 2nd ring.

"Hi, Jon. Did you get my message?"

"Yes, but not until this morning."

"Oh darlin', I'm so sorry! I hope you weren't disappointed that I didn't make it last night. Is it safe to talk?"

"Yeah, I'm on the pay phone in front of the motel".

"Well, my bad-ass brother knew that I had such a crush on you. He and your mom did see me with my head in your lap last night. He told me that he could tell by the stupid look on your face and the red splotch on my forehead that I musta' been giving you some 'Head'. He said, "It sure looked to the two of 'em that you had just cum." That's what he called it anyway."

"Yeah, guys use the expression 'giving head'. So how did could he be so sure that I came?"

"Well your mother told Chad that there was a lot of heat coming from the two of us. Chad knew I was just 3 days away from my period and said the car smelled like a Texas Whore House on Friday Night! He was at the bottom of the stairs lying in wait and busted my ass when I tried to sneak out to come and see you last night. God, I'm so sorry honey. You're the first guy to come along in years that got to me! You've got me so worked up…I thought my period had come early! My fingers are inside my panties and they're drippin' wet because of you darlin'!"

My cock started pointing north like the needle on a one hundred-dollar compass. I had to play some serious pocket pool to snake it down the leg of my tight Levi's. "Damn, that hurt!"

"What hurts, honey?"

"Well if you must know", I said laughing. "When you got to that part about your dripping panties, my poor ol' cock started to strangle me…and I'm wearing some damn tight jeans this morning."

"Your big ol' dickey is hard for little ol' me?!" she squealed. "Honey, you stay right where you are and I'll be right over to take care of my California Stud and his tight blue jeans."

I've got a brand new pair of roller-skates. You've got a brand new key.

(bum, bum, bum!)

I think that we should get together now don't you agree with me.

(bum, bum, bum!)

Sweet Linda had sung the above ditty over the phone. I'd never heard it before! But every time that girl said something it went right into my heart and my cock (but not necessarily in that order). She was truly the cutest thing I'd ever met and a girl I knew I was falling in love with. I was not about to let this Southern Belle get away. I wanted her for my bed and not just a one-night stand.

"Honey, I want you more than you'll ever know. This is going to sound really stupid but I don't want you as just a casual piece of ass!" (God, I marveled at how easily I could talk to her. She was so much like my mother.) "I need you so much but I also want you to know that I intend to take your heart before I slip into that cute little pussy of yours for the first time!"

"Shut-up you stupid cupid. You already own my heart by what you just said. I'm yours so you better love me or leave me! If you don't take me right to bed and stick that big ol' thang of yours way up where it damn well belongs then I'm just gonna to go back to 'The Red Coyote' (the bar where we met) and give it away to the first California boy that reminds me of you! Now was that cabin 6 or 7 you're in!"

Wow! Did Linda know how to cut through my bullshit and get right to the heart of the matter! I told her the correct number (that's all I needed was to have another mix up in rooms). Linda had given even more urgency to putting my plan into action so as to delay our trip one more day. I jogged over to the carport where my chariot was parked and 'popped' open the hood.

Dad and mom had presented me with my dream car when I got accepted to USC; a '57 Chevy Belair, 2 door, 'Hardtop' Convertible. It was all black except where the chrome 'wing' flared back on the side fender to the high-tailed, vertical chromed post that seemed to mould its way down and around the one-piece bumper with its built-in dual exhausts. We all called it a 'Hardtop' Convertible because when you rolled all four windows down, there was no side-center post between the roof and the door panel. We were using my car because I recently rebuilt the 4-yr. Old engine back into factory specs., and the air conditioner was refreshing indeed during the warm desert crossing.

Familiar with the engine, I popped the hood and pulled the plug wire on the #5 cylinder just in time. I heard dad's crunching footstep approaching and let out a big, "Damn!" just as he rounded the carport.

"What's wrong son?"

"Jeez dad, I dunno. She's running real rough as if a plug wire was burnt or shorted out!"

"That burnt wire wouldn't have anything to do with that 'stacked' Texas doll your

Mom was telling me about would it?"

I started laughing as dad put his arm around me with a knowing hug. "Jeez dad, can't I

get nothing past you? Yeah, Linda's coming over to pay me a visit so we can get better

acquainted."

Dad chuckled and hugged me tighter. "Listen, young man. I'm way ahead of you. I already spoke with the manager and found out that you told 'em we were staying another day. I could use another 2nd honeymoon night with your mother myself."

Then dad got real serious as he turned me to face him head-on. Eye to eye, with his hand on both of my shoulders he said, "Jon, your mother is the most honest woman I've ever known. True blue to her family and me. Last night she woke me up and made the sweetest love to me. You don't know this but I'm going to tell you anyway. Your mother and I have not been doing well in the bed department for over two years. I made a big mistake…the biggest mistake of my life. I got involved with Karen, my office manager and your mother found out. I'm in love with both of them and nothing seemed to make any sense to me. That is, until last night"

Dad's eyes started to tear and his strong chin began to quiver a little. Your mother told me about the accident between you and her before she made love to me. It was like old times. She said she finally understood and could really forgive me and Karen if I would forgive you and her. We all have a lot of talking to do but I just wanted to tell you I understand. I love both you and your mother. We'll work this out as a family…together."

Dad just stood there looking at me with all the love between and father and son. I understood him at that moment perhaps as well as I ever would. This was more than just a father and son. We were two men leveling with each other as only men can do. Dad ended his heart-to-heart with me by saying, "You and I are gonna have a good stiff drink tonight and sort everything out. Maybe Linda and your mother can take in a movie while us men get it all together. I'd really like to meet her anyway. She sounds like a terrific Southern girl."

Just then Linda drove up into the guest parking space. I nodded and told dad that it was her and asked if he would like to meet her. Hugging me tight, he kissed me on the cheek and said, "I'm a little too emotional right now, but bring her around later and we'll all have lunch together and see what we can cook-up for tonight. Now you two go and have a good time." Dad turned and walked back to his cabin and I waived to Linda with a much lighter heart due to a loving father's understanding.

God, Linda looked so hot! She bounced over to me, put her arm around my waist and pushed one firm uplifted titty against my chest. Holding up her small 'Over-night' case she said, "I brought a little something cute and sexy to wear in honor of our first time 'going all-the-way'. Take me to your 'Boudoir' darlin' so I can model it for your approval." Damn she did it again with that 'Boudoir' shit! She put her sweet lips to mine and gave me a warm Texas hello kiss then started pulling me to Cabin 6 and to 'a little bit o-heaven-on-earth'. Hot, damn