MOM TO THE SECOND POWER

I am a breast man. I like all sizes and shape of breasts. My favorites are round, between C and DD, with a slightly sag when the bra is removed so I can lift them and feel their weight. When I meet or approach a woman her breasts are the first thing I notice. I look to see the size, if she is wearing a bra and what kind, do they bounce or giggle when she moves, are her nipples hard. When I have a chance to touch breast, whether bare or covered, I do so with reverence. To caress and suckle a breast is almost a religious experience.

I grew up like most young boys. My dad was gone a lot so it was mom who gave me the "birds and bees" lecture. As I grew older I became more fascinated and curious about girls like most typical adolescent male. I had a few girlfriends in school but took my moms lessons to heart and nothing much happened.

As my 18th birthday approached mom asked me if there was anything special I wanted. I got up my nerve and told her I once saw her breast when I was in the 3ed grad and the best present she could give me was to let me see it again and this time let me touch her. She replied with the answer that most mothers probably give. "Oh, honey, I am so flattered but no, that would not be right." I was very disappointed.

I graduated from high school the following month and went to Florida to visit my grandfather and grandmother Bee (mom's parents). While I was there I noticed how Bee's breasts were shaped. She was sixty two but kept herself in decent shape. She was 5' 11" tall with a few extra pounds but they were spread evenly over her entire body. Her breasts were large and round and although gravity had taken its toll they had just the right amount of sag for me. She would check on me every night and tuck me in with a kiss on the forehead. Even though she was wearing a very unsexy granny gown, as she bent over to kiss me I would see her breasts under her gown hanging down and swaying. Sometimes the neck of the gown would open slightly and I could see flashes of her breasts. It was a very pleasant site so one night I got up my nerve and asked if she would lift her gown and show me her bosoms and let me touch them but she gave me the same answer my mom did.

A couple of days later I came into the kitchen for breakfast. Bee gave me a good morning hug and as she turned to go back to cooking my hand accidently brushed across her breast. It was only a split second and she did not react to the light touch so an idea started to form. The next time we hugged I tried brushing my hand across her breast, on purpose, as we pulled apart and when she did not react again I kept doing it.

Even though I really enjoyed playing my little game of feeling Bee I couldn't wait to get home and try it on mom.

My family is a hugging family so when I got back home I tried my game with mom. We hugged I positioned myself so I could squeeze her breast between my arm and side. I would also try to have my arms under hers when we hugged and when we released our embrace, if no one could see, I would slide my hand across her breast as she turned. Sometime she would push my hand down so I would miss, sometime she would move my hand after I had it full on her breast and sometimes she would not respond at all, just turn and move away.

This game continues till this day with varying degrees of success. My dad had left about 5 years before so it was just mom. I had married and moved out but still felt-up mom every chance I got.

Then my grandfather in Florida died and Bee moved in with my mom. I soon added her to my game and enjoyed my visits with them even more.

Things started getting interesting when I was about thirty. I went to visit mom and Bee. She was in eighty now and still turned me on, especially in the evening when she walked around in her pajama pants and shirt, with her breasts swaying as she moved. One morning I woke up before everyone else and could not get back to sleep so I decided to go to the kitchen and make some coffee. While I was standing at the counter I felt a pair of arms slide around my waist and breast press against my back. I could tell it was Bee.

She hugged me and said" Good morning Danny."

As she hugged me I reached around behind me to hug her back and felt my right hand go around to her bask. The way I was standing my left hand did not reach her back but landed on her side. As I moved my left hand a little I realized it was on the side of her breast. I squeezed it slightly and moved my hand down to hold more of her soft wonderful orb. She did not say anything as I caressed her breast, trying to get to her nipple. She tried to push my hand away by pushing on my arm with her arm but she pushed against my elbow and I let it bend out as I continued to massage and push my hand toward her nipple.

She let go of me and stepped back against the kitchen table. I turned and we looked at each other for a long moment without saying a thing. I took a step toward her and she didn't move. I took another step and held out my arms and placed my hands on her hip. She stood there looking into my eyes not moving.

She wore a two piece pajama outfit of pants and a button up top. I looked her in the eye and said, "Unbutton your top."

"Danny, I'm your grandmother I'm not going to unbutton my top," she replied, still looking into my eyes.

"OK, then I'll do it," I said.

I places one hand around her waist and lifted the other and unbutton her top button. She could have moved away but when she just stood there, staring into my eyes and not moving, I undid one button at a time going slowly, expecting her to stop me and go to her room at any minute but she just stood there. I undid the last button and slid my hand under her shirt onto her bare stomach. She inhaled deeply at my touch and closed her eyes. I slowly raised my hand up her warm flesh until I touched the bottom of her breast.

"You have always wanted to touch me there so go ahead," she said.

As I took her breast in the palm of my hand and lifted it, feeling its nice weight I rubbed my thumb over her nipple. She opened her eyes and looked at me, "That is my bosom and that is my nipple. It doesn't get hard anymore."

As I ran my thumb across her nipple it started to stiffen. As I squeezed and massaged this glorious orb her eyes closed and she moaned deep in her throat.

"Is it your nipple doesn't get hard or is it you just haven't had the right person touching it?" I said as I leaned forward and pressed my lips lightly against hers.

She responded by slightly parting her lips and kissing me back. Another moan escaped as I held her breast and pinched her now hard nipple. We broke the kiss as I brought my other hand around and took hold of her right breast and started massaging and lightly brushing the nipples of both at the same time. She had a dreamy look on her eyes so I lifted my hands to her shoulders and pushed her shirt down her arms. It fell to the floor and I took my first look at her wonderful bare breast. They were creamy white with large cinnamon brown areolas. At the center were the wonderful nipples, and yes, they were hard and sticking out about the size of the tip of my little finger.

I reached around and pulled her to me and her warm breast pressed against my bare chest. I kissed her lips again and this time I let my tongue brush her lips and she opened her mouth and accepted my tongue. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me closer and tighter to her as our tongues danced with building passion. I let my hard dick press against her stomach as we embraced to let her know what she was doing to me. She pushed back and swiveled her hips as my dick rubbed against her. I finally broke our kiss and brought my hands back to her breast and lifted them as I bent over and took a nipple into my mouth and started licking and sucking. She moaned again and I switched nipples as I pinched and pulled on the one I just left.

As I suckled I let my right hand slide down her stomach and under the elastic in her pants until I felt her pubic hair. I was surprised at how thick it was for a woman her age and just ran my fingernails lightly through it a couple of times before venturing over the edge to her most secret of places. As I touched her vaginal lips she gasps and closed her legs. My hand was now trapped against her pussy.

I looked up at her while still sucking on her nipple. She wanted to say stop but her eyes and body denied that command. Finally she said, "I guess we've gone this far, we might as well not stop. Anyway, that part of me has not worked in years either." She opened her legs and I slid my hand across her hidden lips and let my finger slip between them. She was wrong again. My finger slid across her wet, slick pussy and I spread her juices around the outside as well as the inside. As my finger tip crossed her bud she gasped and pulled my head tighter against her breast.

"I guess you just needed the right person to get it working again." I giggled. She moaned then giggled too.

I hooked my hands in the elastic on the side of her pajama pants and slid them down exposing the natural growth of her hair covering her womanhood. She moved her hand to cover herself but I moved it to the side saying, "never cover something as beautiful as that."I was on my knees now and without hesitation I leaned forward and buried my face in the wonderful gray hairs. I inhaled deeply of her sexual fragrance and reached out with my tongue and licked around her hair and licked at the edge of her slit. She stepped out of her pants and sat on the edge of the table. She lifted her foot and placed it on a chair as she opened herself to me. I moved another chair around the table and she put her other foot on that chair and leaned back on her hands. Now I was looking at her beautiful pussy, lips open and glistening with her love juices, her erect love bud sticking out from under her hood. I leaned forward and licked her in one slow move from bottom to top. She was already wet and as I moved the tip of my tongue across her clit she moaned and got even wetter. I was in heaven. I had one hand on my grandmother's breasts and my face buried in her hot, wet pussy. The taste of her juices, the aroma of her sex and her moans had me in nirvana.

As I licked and sucked her now protruding clit her moans came louder. I could not stand it any longer so I pulled my shorts down and started to rub my rock hard cock. As I sucked her clit I reached up and inserted 2 fingers into her well lubricated pussy and slid then in and out and around getting her juices all over my hand and then rubbed it on my organ. I could feel my grandmother getting closer and closer to an orgasm. I was getting closer too and stopped jacking-off. Then, with grandmother right on the edge of a huge orgasm I heard a sound behind me. "Mother! Danny! What are you doing? How could you do this! This is so wrong." My mother was screaming. I started to jump up but my grandmother garbed my head and held it between her legs and said, "Don't you dare stop."

My mother came over to where we were and looked at both of us. She looked at her mother and said, "How could you be doing this? This is my son, your grandson. How could you do this?"

My grandmother could hardly speak, "I started to say no ... but it felt so good ... ooohhh ... as he sucked my breast ... I couldn't stop."

My mother was standing beside us now. I looked up at her face and our eyes met. I could see the anger leave her eyes as it was replaced by...astonishment, desire, I wasn't sure. She looked at Bee and let her gaze slowly go down her body to where my mouth was attached to her, hungrily eating her pussy. Then her gaze continued down my body until she was staring at my hard dick. Grandma wasn't watching any of this. She was in the middle of a long overdue and sorely needed orgasm that drenched my face and filled my mouth with love juices. All of a sudden she started squirting all over my face as I tried to catch her juices in my mouth. Who would have guessed she was a squirter?

As she relaxed I slowly licked her pussy clean and started to lick the juices from her thighs like a cat grooming itself. When I finished I sat back on my heels and looked at mom. She was about 5'8" and a bit overweight. Her stomach stuck out a bit but her breast, tough medium size had just the slightest sag for a woman in her mid fifties. I noticed my mother's nipples we erect under her nightgown. Her gown would have just been long enough to cover her panties, if she had been wearing panties, but from where I was I could see her natural bush.

I looked up at my grandmother and she had noticed moms erect nipples and where I was looking and tilted her head toward mom saying, "Go ahead."

As mother stared at us I reached over and touched her crotch. She did not move or say anything so I rubbed a little harder. Mother moaned. She was wet.

I now turned my attention to mom. I had moved my hand up under her gown and was caressing her breast. She closed her eyes and was moaning and rubbing my back. My grandmother got down from the table and pulled moms gown over her head. I hungrily sucked mom's hard nipples and massaged her breast. As I was doing this my Grandmother bent down, reached over and stroked my cock. I almost came right then.

As I sucked one breast and felt the other, I slid my free hand between her legs. She was already wet. I guided her to the table just vacated by Bee and lifted her up onto it. I spread her legs and looked at the lips covering the spot where I made my entry into the word. I slid my hand down and spread her lips. Then lowered my head and stuck my tongue into the hot canal I emerged from 30 years ago. Strangely, it felt and tasted like home. She moaned and started rubbing her breast. I noticed my grandmother was standing close to us watching and sliding her fingers between her legs and into her still wet pussy. Then she reached over and stroked my cock. My mother was now lying on the table, her legs spread presenting herself to me. She was moaning and squirming as I eat her for my second breakfast.

My grandmother, not wanting to be left out, sat on the floor beside me and stroked my dick. I turned toward her and she kissed the swollen head and licked a drop of precum from the opening then sucked my entire length into her mouth. I gasped into moms pussy and she gasped and moaned.

I was licking my mother's hot pussy, running my tongue from her clit to her ass. One of my hands was caressing her breast the other was pressing two fingers into her hot hole. I was in heaven. I was eating mom's pussy, had just finished eating granny's, and now granny was giving me a blow job, and very expertly I must say. Mom was moaning and coming closer to an orgasm. My grandmother was sucking my cock, fingering her pussy and I switched from mom's breast to hers. We all edged toward climax.

Then, suddenly, mom screamed and clamped her legs together trapping my head against her pussy as I sucked her clit. Her body started quivering and her juices were flowing in squirts. (Like mother like daughter.) That was all I couldn't stand and with a jerk and spasm I filled grannies mouth with cum which she drank with abandon. My cum hitting the back of the throat set off her quivering orgasm.

I licked my mother clean. My grandmother, after swallowing all my cum, licked my dick clean. Then I licked my grandmother clean. As we recovered we just looked at each other. I said, "It is still early so let's go back to bed."

I led my mother and granny to mom's room. We all lay down naked together and held each other close. Mom allowed me to suckle the breasts I have craved since the third grade while one hand gently brushed through her bushy hair at the junction of her thighs. I reached behind me to rub the breasts of my mom's mom. Turning my hips slightly toward her she stroked my dick lightly. With the warm naked female flesh against me and the aroma of both women on my face and in my mustache I thought, "I'll have my dick buried to my balls in both my mom's before the end of the day, and to think, it all started with the breast of my mom to the second power." Then, in total contentment, we all drifted off to sleep in each other's arm.As I start drifting to the surface of consciences from a peaceful sleep I start recalling my wonderful dream. I'm sitting at the kitchen table, my grandmother lying on the table and I'm eating her pussy. Then my mom is on the table and I'm eating her pussy as my grandmother is sucking my dick. As I wake completely I lick my lips, take a deep breath, and open my eyes. Four things penetrate to my sleepy brain at the same time. First, I'm in my mother's bed: second, I taste pussy on my lips: third, I smell pussy on my mustache: forth, I'm in bed alone. Then it dawns on me, it wasn't a dream it really happened.

I sit up and hear quiet conversation from the kitchen. When I look around I see my shorts on the foot of the bed and put them on. I sit on the edge of the bed thinking about what we did earlier that morning and wondering what mom and grandma will say or do now that the passion of the moment has passed. I take a deep breath, stand up and walk to the kitchen to face the music.

As I reached the kitchen I stop to listen.

"I cannot believe what we have just done. How did I... we let it happen?" my mom asked in a sorrowful voice.

"He felt my breast and it has been so long since anyone has done that or even wanted to do that. It felt so good I didn't want him to stop." grandma Bee replied. "I never thought it would go that far."

"As he sucked on my nipple I was so lost in excitement I didn't even notice his hand slide down under my pajamas until his finger entered me. Then when he knelt down and pull my pajamas down I never expected him to lick me there. No one has ever done that to me. I was repulsed by the idea and almost stopped everything. Then his tongue licked my clit and I had a little orgasm and my mind emptied of everything but the pleasure I felt." described Bee.

"When I saw his face buried between your legs I was outraged that he would take such liberties with you. Then, as I watched, I saw the pleasure on your face and I was so turned on and jealous that it wasn't me who was feeling such pleasure." mom sighed.

Mom thought a moment then confessed. "I tried to get Tom to eat me when we were married but he never would. I did have a guy do it to me once after the divorce but it never felt as good or gave me an orgasm like Danny did this morning."

"Something else I've never done before is suck a man's dick till he shot off. I would suck Joe to get him hard then I would put him inside me to finish." Bee confessed. "I don't know what came over me this morning but when I saw him eating you and his dick sticking out I felt I just had to do something so I sucked him. I planned to stop sucking when he got close to coming and finish with my hand but I got so involved and he came in my mouth. Have you ever done that?"

"I did it to Tom out of love and passion we were first married, like you did to get him hard, but when he wouldn't return the favor I stopped. Then he started making me suck him off when I was on my period and the last few months of my pregnancy. There was no love however, just 'Come here and suck my dick Jo' and he'd drop his pants. I always had to be on my knees in front of him to do it. It made me feel like a cheap whore, which is part of the reason I kicked him out. How did Danny' sperm taste?"Mom asked

"When his first spurt hit the back of my throat I was surprised and swallowed by reflex so I didn't taste anything. Then as he started oozing I could taste it. I thought I'd hate it but it wasn't bad. It was thick like castor oil but with no real taste, just a little salty. I think it will be an acquired taste and I would like to acquire it" The both chuckled.

"Well," mom sighed, "what do we do now?"

Ok, they didn't seem mad at me so I stepped in the kitchen like nothing unusual had happened. "Good morning mom" I said with a smile and kissed her on the lips and brushed my hand on her breast. "Good morning Bee", I smiled and kissed her on the lips with a squeeze of her breast. Neither of them returned my kiss but they did not turn away and said nothing about my touch.

I went to get a cup of coffee and Bee turned in her chair and looked at me. "Honey, go wash your face, you smell like old pussy."

"Grandma!" I said, a little surprised at her use of the word pussy."I've never heard you use foul language."

"Why don't you go ahead and take a shower", mom added, "We all need to sit down and have a talk about what happened this morning."

I took a swallow of coffee and headed to the bathroom hoping one or both would join me in the shower. They didn't!

Since no one joined me I finished my shower quickly, wrapped a towel around my waist and opened the door. Mom heard me come out and called for me to come and have a seat at the table. As I approached the kitchen I saw they were still sitting in their robes so I steeled my nerves and through the towel down in the hall and walked into the kitchen as naked as the day I was born just like it was the most natural thing to do.

I may have looked casual but inside I was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. My manhood was soft and swayed as I walked to the counter, warmed my cup of coffee and sat down at the table. All the while I could feel two pairs of eyes on me.

Once my shaft was hidden by the table the trance was broken. Mom looked at Bee to start the conversation. Bee looked back at mom not knowing how to start. I gave them a moment and when they didn't say anything I started.

"Well, let me start by saying I love both of you very much," I said. "I had not planned the events of this morning. I have fantasized about seeing both of you naked and touching and sucking on your breast. I even thought about what it would be like to make love to each of you. This morning sort of just got out of hand or maybe it got into hand. Either way it was a dream come true for me and you both seemed to enjoy it. I know it is incest and thought of as morally, biologically, and legally wrong.

"The way I see it, if you mom, or you Bee, had given in to me when I asked to see and feel your breast when I was 16 then it would have been morally wrong. However, I'm 30 now and we all are consenting adults. At least you both seemed to consent to receiving my oral administration and I most definitely consented to give it.

"The other reason incest is morally wrong is because it sets up a competition between the father and son for the affection of the wife/mother. Mom, dad left you 7 years ago and isn't coming back. Bee, it's been 3 years since Joe died so that competition is not in play." Mom and Bee just sat and looked at each other then back at me.

After a moment of no response I continued, "The biological danger is inbreeding and since both of you have had hysterectomies that is not a danger.

"As for legality, our actions are most definitely illegal. However, we are consenting adults and in the privacy of our own home, so as long as we do not start telling everyone we are OK to continue expressing our love for each other."

"Continue?" they both said in unison with a surprised look on their faces.

"I don't know if I can continue." Bee says. "I'm so embarrassed about what I did and let you do. I have never had a man put his mouth where you had yours and I can't believe I sucked you dick. Then let you shoot your sperm in my mouth. I've never done that before."

"Bee, you surprise me again; first pussy now dick. I guess I was a little naive, I didn't realize you knew those words, much less used them.

"I know then and allot more that I can use at the appropriate time," Bee chuckled.

"Well, I'm glad I was the first to give you that pleasure and make you cum so hard. I bet you didn't realize your pussy squirts when you have a big orgasm did you? Mom, yours does too." I watched as both of them blushed bright red. "As for sucking my dick, if that was your first time you have a natural talent because that was the best blow job I ever had."

Bee just sat there with a pleased look on her face and thought about what I said. "How about you mom, how do you feel about continuing?"

"I'm not sure how I feel. I do feel uncomfortable about what we did." mom said as she lowered her eyes.

"Do you feel uncomfortable because your son has seen, felt, and had intimate knowledge of your body or are you uncomfortable because your son gave you such a strong orgasm after all these years without a man?" I asked

"I know both of you may be uncomfortable and nervous about this morning but didn't you feel the same way when you first started having sex. It's the same thing now. You are both starting over. Except this time it is with your body understanding what it is doing and what it wants. Also, this time, it will be with a person you already love and who already loves you."

"I'd like to continue this intimate relationship" I said as I stood up. All this talk started getting me hard so I walk over to Bee, bend over, kiss her lips, and reach inside her robe to caress her breast as she reaches for my dick. She opens her lips and accepts my tongue and offers me hers as she strokes my hardening dick.

Then I walk over to mom. She doesn't move so I take her hand and place it on my now hard dick as I lean over, kiss her, and reach inside her robe. She opens her mouth to me and I insert my tongue and she moans as I squeeze her breast. I reach a little lower and feel her pussy: she jumps: she closes her legs: she's wet.

"You two talk and I'll be in the bedroom awaiting your decision," I say. "I want to make love to both of you so you may come together if you like or one at a time," then I walk into the bedroom.

It's quiet in the kitchen for awhile then I hear the chairs move. I hear the water in the sink turn on and the sound of dishes being washed. A figure comes to my doorway. Bee looks in, her robe open to reveal her left breast. "Your mother will be here as soon as she gets her nerve. I'm going to get a shower and run some errands. I'll be ready when for you when I get back... if you still want me."

"You can be sure of that Bee. I'll give you this whenever you want." I grinned and shook my simi-hard dick at her. She laughed and went to her room.

I heard the water in the sink turn off and the sound of someone slowly walk across the floor. Mom came to the door and stood for a moment then walked in and turned her back to me as she slowly closed the door. She leaned her head against the door a moment then took a deep breath and turned around to look at me.

I sat up on the edge of the bed and held out my arms to her. Slowly she stepped toward me and I stood up to meet her. I took her in my arms and felt he body melt into mine. I held her close, her breast pressing into my chest. I slipped my hands down and felt her round ass and squeezed them. Then I pushed back a little and placed my hand under her chin and lifted her head. When her eyes finally rose to meet mine I whispered, "Mom, I love you," and kissed her on the lips softly. Her lips parted and I tenderly inserted my tongue. Her tongue met mine and they explored each other.

Mom broke the kiss and leaned her head on my shoulder again and whispered something so quiet I hardly heard it "What was that" I asked?

"Jo Ann, please call me Jo Ann or Jo instead of mom," she answered.

"Ok Jo what-do-you-know." I said.

"Just got back from a carnival show," She replied and laughed, her tits jiggling against my chest and hugged me tight.

I let her go and sat down on the bed. She stood in front of me looking down. I reached up and pulled the knot in her sash and let her robe open. I pushed it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Once again mom stood naked in front of me. This time I slowly drank in all of her 5'9" frame. Her beautiful face with its laugh-lines; her neck with only the slightest hint of a double chin; her breast , sagging slightly with age, the blue veins traveling like a rivers to her nearly 2" areola, topped off with hardening nipples still pointing forward in spite of her breast sag. I continued to look lower to her stomach which carried a few extra pounds with stretch marks attesting to her 3 time motherhood. My gaze goes lower to her dark natural bush. I notice this time there are a few gray hairs present but not many. It is full and untrimmed like a woman should be. I look at her legs which are smooth and unblemished.

As I look at her she moves her arms over her breasts and her hand over her bush. I reach out and gently move both. "No," I say tenderly, "never cover yourself, especially in front of me. You should never cover a body as beautiful as yours."

She moves her hands and shyly looks down. "Now why are you acting so shy? You've had a man see you naked before," I say.

"I have, but it has been a long time and it wasn't my son stirring these feelings in me," she replied.

I pull her to me and lift a breast and take a nipple in my mouth. I suck on it as I rub my tongue over and around it. I let go of it and reach for the other one. As I suck it mom moans and pulls my head tighter to her.

As I suck on her nipple I reach between her legs and rub a finger through her wet pussy sliding it into her as my palm pushes and rubs against her clit. She gasps slightly and spreads her legs. I let go of her nipple and stand and lay her down on the bed. As I lie down beside her she reaches for my dick and strokes it a few times then caresses my balls. It feels so good I can't help but moan.

She sits up to look at my now hard dick then turns and takes the head into her mouth. Her mouth slides all the way down my shaft, and then slowly pulls up. I moan and grab for her ass. She lies beside me on her side and opens her legs to me. I see once again her open pussy with her swollen little clit sticking from under its hood. I lean over take it into my mouth when there is a knock on the door. "Danny, Jo I'm off to the store." Mom stops sucking and looks around for something to cover us wit. "Relax Jo, she knows what we are doing in here," I say. "Come in Bee."

Bee comes in and sees us in our 69 position. "I just wanted to know if there is anything you want while I'm out." She looks at mom, her face close to my dick and says, "Go on Jo, don't let me stop your blow job." Mom shrugs her shoulders and devourers my dick to Bee's fascination and my delight.

Bee turns and leaves as I bury my face in mom's pussy. I get close to coming and tell mom to stop sucking, she can taste my cum later. She turns around and kisses me, this time her juices are still on my mouth.

I roll her over on her back and crawl between her legs. I let my dick rub her wet pussy then get up on my knees. She spreads her legs to make room for me and I start rubbing the head of my dick between her wet pussy lips and over her erect clit. She moans and squirms.

When my dick is sufficiently lubricated I stop rubbing with the head rests at her opening. I lift and spread her legs as I push the head right against her entrance.

"Jo, are you sure about this?" I ask. "Once I'm in there's no turning back. You are not a light bulb."

"Shut up and fuck me" mom rasps between clenched teeth and I lean forward and slide smoothly into her hot wet canal all the way to my balls. She gasps and her eyes fly open as I enter her canal for the second time in my life, the last time being my whole body. I lean over her with my weight on my arms and stay still as she becomes accustom to my dick filling her and I absorb the silky feeling of her inner walls.

"That feels a lot better than the last time you were in there," she chuckles then tightens her muscles around my rod.

I pull back until just the mushroom head is inside her. I make a few very short strokes just barely inside her. She whimpers not to tease her and I push once again all the way to her cervix in one smooth stroke. She moans and arched her back to meet me.

I lean over and start sucking her nipples, first one then another as I make small strokes deep inside her. She grabs my head and pulls it to her lips and kisses me deeply and with the pent up passion of years without sex. She breaks the kiss for a breath and wiggles her hips and kisses me again with more passion.

My little strokes and her wiggles have her breathing hard and throwing her head from side to side. "Fuck me Danny, fuck me hard baby. We can make love another time, just fuck me now." She pants. This is no longer about two people making love; it is pure, unadulterated sex, nothing but the base animal instinct to fuck.

I oblige her. I get up on my knees and push her legs further apart and her knees back against her tits, pull back to the entrance of the center of her pleasure and drive in deep and fast and hard. She moans and I pull back again and drive in hard again. I keep doing this and her moans change to gasps. As I continue driving deep and hard the gasps turn to screams.

I speed up and reach for her clit rubbing my thumb over it she screams and stiffens. As her orgasm explodes her interior muscle clamping around my dick and for the second time today she squirts on me.

She opens her eyes and I see something there I have never seen before, the look of a wild woman, a woman totally under the control of her passion. It is very exciting and a little scary. I speed up my pounding in her pussy as I get closer to my own orgasm. She senses my approach and screams "NOOO!" and pushed me off and out of her.

What just happened? Has she changed her mind, has her conscience overruled her body? Then I see her eyes again. The wildness is still there and before I'm flat on my back she is up and my dick is in her mouth. I feel like I'm being swallowed by a snake as she sucks me and bobs her head up and down. I feel myself on the edge again. "I'm going to cum Jo" I scream. She never stops bobbing and sucking but gives me a look that says "Shut up and cum then."

I obey and start shooting into her mouth. She gags then starts swallowing. I cum like never before. She continues to suck and bob and swallow everything I give her. She takes everything I have, even my consciousness.

The next thing I am aware of is mom ling beside me cuddled close holding me.

When she sees me open my eyes she says quietly "I'm sorry honey. I don't know what came over me. I've never done anything like that before. The excitement and passion just took over and I couldn't stop."

"That's OK. I just never expected you to be so passionate, I loved it. I hope you get that way again Jo."

She kisses me and our tongues spare as I cup her breast. We break the kiss and she lays her head on my shoulder and cuddles close to me with my arm around her and my fingers stroking her nipple.

As I lie there I think I'll do Bee this afternoon and both together tonight.

"Honey," mom says quietly, "what did you mean when you said I wasn't a light bulb before you entered me?"

I chuckle, "Just that unlike a light bulb, I couldn't un-screw you."

She giggled and her breath felt warm and soft against my chest. Then in a sleepy voice she said, "I changed my mind, the next time we fuck or make love, call me mom."

We both drifted off to sleep.

A short time later I wake. Mom had rolled over on her side with her back to me sleeping soundly. I ease out of bed without waking her and go to the bathroom to take a piss. I finish and put the seat down (I try to be considerate to the ladies). I decide to take shower and wash the sweat off so I'll be clean when Bee gets home. I start the shower and stand relaxing under the hot spray. As I lean against the shower wall with my eyes closed I hear the shower door slide open. Without turning or opening my eyes I say, "Are you ready for more mom?"

Arms wrap around me, a hand reaches down and encircles my dick, soft breast with hard nipples press into my back and a voice whispers in my ear, "Mom right, but the "grand" kind."Once again I reach behind me but this time both hands rub the side of Bee's breast