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Life had been what I thought was picture perfect, until I turned s*******n. I was in my junior year of high school when the bomb went off in our house. I had come home from school to find suitcases and boxes sitting on the front porch.

I had found the door locked, and after ringing the bell and knocking a few times, my mother had peeked through the front glass, unlocked the door to let me in, and then relocked the door.

You got it, mom had caught dad with another woman; or another girl to be precise."(mom sex videos and meeting... www.xmadchenx.xyz") Apparently dad's new love interest was barely past her nineteenth birthday herself. Not bad for a forty-eight year old teacher right; only problem was he was married while he was banging her. Worse, he was banging her in his own bed when mom walked in.

Mom got the house, dad got shit. The parents of the girl figured the two of them had to have been doing it awhile, and tried to charge dad with sex with a minor, you name it. Bottom line, at the time mom caught him, she was nineteen; they got nowhere real fast.

Mom kicked his ass out; her parents kicked her ass out. They got an apartment together, and three months later I got an invitation to their wedding. Needless to say I burned the damn thing.

Last I knew they had a small house somewhere and she was knocked up already. Well, his brains didn't work but it seemed his dick did.

As for me and mom, depression in the Clark house was not even the word. I went from honor roll to barely making C's and D's. I did graduate from high school, barely. Mom wrapped herself in her work, stopped seeing their old friends (who wants to be reminded they are the divorced one at the get together).

I quit track, then baseball. I spent most of my time hiding in my room playing video games, and mom spent her time between work and her bedroom. My dreams of college went down the toilet with my grades, and by the time I graduated I didn't really give a shit.

Graduation was the first week of June, and dad attended, I never spoke a word to the bastard; he even had the balls to bring his pregnant wife with him. I couldn't wait for mom and me to get out of the auditorium and go home.

Just to explain, my mom is a ther****t, and she specializes in k**s having social issues; you know ADD/ADHD, autism, daddy issues, mommy issues, addictions; you name it.

Well, apparently mom did notice my 'decline' through my senior year, and after my confrontation with dad at graduation, decided it was time we got the Clark household back into order.

A week after the graduation, I was playing video games in my room when mom knocked on my door.

"Come in" I called out.

"Any plans this afternoon?" mom asked when she popped her head through the half open door.

"Nah, just going to hang." I said, not taking my eyes off the screen.

There was a sigh from mom I barely heard, and a moment of silence before she spoke again.

"Travis, put on your swim suit and meet me at the pool." Mom told me.

"What...why?" I didn't understand.

"You heard me" moms' exasperated voice was behind me. "And because I asked you to. Now please meet me at the pool."

Before I could answer, she was gone. I thought about ignoring her request, but there had been something in her voice. I shut down the game and changed into my swim trunks, then headed down the stairs.

Passing through the kitchen I saw mom at the counter, her back was to me and I only caught a glimpse of the white terry cloth robe she was wearing when I headed out the patio doors.

Next to the pool mom had positioned two of the loungers with a small table between them. There was a towel d****d over each chair so I stretched out in one, feeling the warm sun on my skin.

I looked up when mom slid the patio door shut and started walking towards me. She was carrying a small tray with what looked like two ice teas, and if I didn't know better her cooking timer. What the hell was going on I thought.

I couldn't help it, my eyes dropped to her long tanned legs as she walked, I could see her thighs and calves ripple with every step. She's your mom you pervert, I chastised myself, as I ripped my eyes away.

While I wasn't a virgin, I wasn't exactly Don Juan either. I had been with a couple of girls in the past, and being honest, fumbling in the back seat of a car is not the turn on people claim.

Mom set the two teas on the small table beside us then sat on her lounger facing me.

"Look Travis" she said softly. "This last year hasn't been the...best...for either of us." I could see the sadness in her eyes.

"That's an understatement" I replied.

"Well, I know school has been a struggle, and to be honest life in general has been a struggle for me." She sighed. "I think...well I think that a little family therapy might help us." She looked up at me.

"Mom, the last thing I want to do is sit and tell some stranger about my personal life" I said

"As a ther****t, I find that statement insulting" mom tried to smile. "As a person, I actually understand." She said.

"So, instead, I have a proposal." She reached out and picked up the timer, quickly turning the knob. "For the next hour it will be Clark Family Therapy. It's going to be one hour of truth and honesty; no judgements from either of us."

She released the timer and relaxed back on her lounger, pulling her terry cloth robe off as she leaned back. This had to be some kind of joke, I thought at first. But the timer softly clicking between us made me realize my mother was deadly serious about this.

"How do you propose we start?" I asked her.

Taking a deep breath, mom stared off across the pool. God, watching those twin globes rise and fall, captured by the bright red bikini top was enough to give a dead man a hard on, and I was far from fucking dead.

"My name is Diane Clark" mom spoke softly. "I am a forty-eight year old divorced woman who had her husband stolen by a nineteen year old tart." Fuck I sat in shock as mom continued.

"I have buried myself in my work" her voice was soft but clear. "I have ignored my friends, ignored my son." I felt a pang at her admission. "And every time I look in a mirror I hate what I see." There was a soft sob with her last words.

I was dumbfounded at moms' words. She had literally opened her heart and just poured it onto the table. I sat silent for moment thinking, just who and what was I.

"My name is Travis Clark" I tried to keep my voice calm. "I am a nineteen your old male who hates my father and loves my mother." Mom sat and watched me silent.

"I barely made it through my last year of high school; I have abandoned my old friends, hiding in my room playing video games. I failed at sports because I gave up. I have zero social skills and really couldn't care less."

I had honestly said it; it was like a weight had lifted from my chest. I looked over at mom, who sat staring at me.

"Well, we have something in common" she smiled briefly. "It seems we both left our old lives behind."

For the next forty-five minutes we just sat in the warm sun, and talked. I mean really talked. For the first time in nineteen years, I said not just what I felt, but what I thought. Mom did the same, sharing her pain, her anger.

It was amazing and exhilarating at the same time, especially when we realized just how much we had in common. We both had abandoned our old lives, but had no direction for our new lives. We both had a deep seated hatred of my father. And curiously enough, we both hated nineteen year old twats.

"But if you dislike girls your own age because they remind you of your father" mom asked. "How are you going to date?"

"I'm not sure" I looked over at her. "Maybe I'll change my age grouping, nothing under thirty." I said.

Mom turned and stared at me. "You wouldn't" she smiled. "Cougars...really?" she smiled.

"Hey, they claim older women are better lovers anyway." I said defensively.

"You have no idea Travis" mom said in a hushed voice.

At that moment the timer chose to ding. I hated for the session to be over, but mom insisted. She rose from her lounger and gathered her empty tea glass, towel and the timer.

"So, once a week or twice?" she asked me.

"I think twice" I told mom. "Once a week is to long between."

"I agree" mom nodded. "Shall we say Wednesday at 4pm?" she asked.

"That sounds perfect to me Diane." Mom looked at me when I used her first name. Then a smile spread across her face.

"Thank you Travis" mom said softly; leaning down to kiss me on the cheek.

I could feel her full breasts press against my arm as she kissed softly. They were encased in her bikini top, but every hormone in my body went on fire. I watched her walk back to the house, my eyes locked on that ass as it swayed with every step.

Now that is one cougar I wouldn't mind trying to tame, I thought. I felt blood surge in my cock at the thought, and try as I might I couldn't rid myself of the hunger growing in my balls. God, I needed to jerk off a good one.

The following Wednesday we met again at the pool, this time mom was wearing a pale blue bikini, the style matched her red one. She must have bought two or three, I thought. As we settled in, I figured just pick up where we had left off.

"What about you Diane?" I asked. "Why don't you date?"

"Pfftttt" mom took a sip of her tea. "Who would date this old body" she scoffed. "Besides, it's been so long I wouldn't know how to...well..."

"Finish it Diane" I pushed at her. "You were the one who said, an hour of truth without judgement. Say it." I told her.

Mom turned and looked into my eyes. "It's been so long" her voice trembled. "I wouldn't know how to suck a cock if one was in front of my face."

"Isn't it kind of like riding a bicycle" I smiled.

Mom laughed, relaxing. "God it was good to get that out." She sighed.

I saw her eyes flicker to my suit bottom for a second, and then back up. There was no way I could hide the now raging boner inside my swim trunks, and honestly I didn't want to.

"As far as being old, that's a matter of opinion." I reassured her. "You need to listen to what the guy says, not put words in his mouth." I told her.

"Are you a virgin" mom asked out of the blue.

"No, I'm not as a matter of fact." I told her honestly. "Are you?" I smiled.

Mom turned and looked at me, and then a smile crept across her face. "At least we can share the same perspective." She said softly.

The session steered away from that topic, and we spent the next time discussing how we both hated social situations, both preferring to be left alone.

"Two minutes, we need to wrap up." Mom said, glancing at the timer.

There was something that had been eating at me to say, ever since our earlier discussion. But I needed to do this right. I reached out my hand and held the timer, keeping it from advancing.

"I am going to say this to Diane" I said softly. "Because if I said this to my mom, I would either get slapped or shit my trunks" I looked at her face.

"Don't ever think you are old or undesirable" I said softly. "Where you are concerned Diane Clark, the word hot does not even do justice." I watched mom's eyes grow bigger at my words.

"In fact," somehow I held my voice steady. "If you wear that suit next session, I swear to God I will pull mine off and jack off looking at you."

Before she could answer, I lifted my hand and the timer softly dinged. I don't know how but I had timed it perfectly.

"The session is over." I rose from the lounger. "Now if you will excuse me there is something I need to take care of."

I gathered my towel and headed into the house, leaving my mother by the pool. I headed straight to my room and threw myself on my bed. Jerking my trunks down, I wrapped my fist around my throbbing cock and began to stroke.

Images of my mother in that suit, or imagined ones of her laying there nude, flowed through my mind. It didn't take long for my balls to tighten.

"Mom" I gasped, as the biggest orgasm I could remember rocketed through my body. Hot streams of semen coating my belly and chest as I pumped my balls empty.

That Saturday, as I settled into the lounger by the pool, I worried about how mom would react. Would she be pissed, would she come fully dressed? My mind whirled with questions. Lost in my thoughts I suddenly realized mom was setting down the tray between us. She reached down and wound the timer, then turned and faced me, still standing.

I watched as she peeled off the terry cloth robe. I swear every drop of blood in my body raced to my cock, making my cock swell trapped in my trunks.

"Holy shit." I whispered.

"It's not the same suit." My mothers' voice tried to penetrate my fogged brain.

She was right, it wasn't the same suit, it was worse. Where the other two had been a high hip cut of normal proportions; this was a French cut thong instead. The top barely contained her 36 C's, as her breasts tried to spill out from the cups. Two small bows adorned her hips where the strings were tied. The small triangle of cloth between her thighs molded snugly to her fat lips creating a perfect camel toe.

It was like my brain shut down at that moment. I had warned her, and she had come here showing even more of her fantastic body. I reached down and without a word slid my trunks over my hips.

"Travis" she whispered. Then my thick hard cock came into view. "Oh my God" she gasped as my rigid pole slapped against my belly.

"You're fucking gorgeous" I groaned, as I reached down to my cock.

"You weren't k**ding were you?" she asked in a hushed voice. Her eyes were riveted to my hand, as my fist began to glide up and down my length.

"This is our hour to be honest, with no judgements." I said.

"Yes; totally honest and no judgements." Mom whispered.

"Diane Clark, you have been the subject of my hottest fantasies since I hit puberty and knew what sex was." I stared at my mother as she stood there, so close to being nude it was maddening.

"Oh Jesus" mom muttered. Her eyes went back and forth between my face and my hand as she watched me stroke almost eight inches of throbbing cock.

"I envied my father for years." I admitted. "He got to lie in bed beside that" I nodded my head at her body "every fucking night."

"Travis" mom whispered, but I just carried on, lost in my remembering.

"He could touch you, kiss you, and even make love to you at his will." I said. "I thought he was the luckiest man on earth."

My mothers' face blushed pink as she lowered herself to her lounger, her eyes locked to my cock as a clear drop of pre cum seeped from the tip.

"You wanted me for yourself." I could hear the surprise in her voice. "You wanted to fuck your mother." Her voice was hushed.

"I never wanted to fuck you mom" I cut her off. She looked at me surprised.

"To touch you and feel you, to taste you, to make love to every inch of you." I gasped as my nuts tightened with my admission. "God yes now that I wanted." I moaned.

"Then, the unthinkable happened." My face darkened. "Not only did he cheat on perfection, he did it with a nineteen year old gold digging bitch." The venom dripped from my voice.

"OH my God" mom whispered. "You hate him, you really hate him." Her eyes were large and glittering.

"More than you could ever know" I hissed. "How could he give up what I fantasize about at least twice every day?" I said quietly.

"You masturbate...to me...twice every day?" moms' face flushed crimson.

"I said at least twice." I smiled.

"This old body does that to you?" he eyes fastened on my throbbing cock.

"Take the top off, and I'll show you what your old body does to me." I challenged her.

Mom glanced at the timer then back. "You have twenty-five minutes." She said softly.

"It won't take more than five or ten." I grunted. Just the thought of her bare breasts was driving me insane.

"You're serious aren't you." Mom whispered.

"Take it off and find out." I stared at her.

Even as my hand continued to pump up and down my cock, now smeared with my pre cum, I saw mom fold her hands behind her back.

"OH fuck" I groaned, as the sides of her top came loose.

I could just see the swell of her breasts around the hanging cloth, held to her by a single knot at her neck. Her hands crept to behind her neck, and I held my breath waiting. Would she really do this?

It was like watching something in slow motion as her bikini top slid down and free. First the tops of her breasts came into view, followed by two diamond hard nipples. Then my vision was consumed by the swell of what looked like two perfect breasts.

My God, I realized, her nipples are rock hard. I could see them standing out like to pebbles around the pink areoles. My hand never stopped as I felt that clench in my gut, and then my balls pull up tight. Fuck, I wanted to keep looking, but I was going to cum, and big.

"Moommm" I gasped, as my hips jerked.

A thick rope of hot goo erupted from the tip of my cock. It arched through the air and landed with a splatter across my belly. I tried to keep my eyes opened, fastened on those two beauties, but it was too much.

"Travis" mom gasped.

My eyes rolled back as my body jerked again. A second wad of seed spewed from my cock. My body was shaking uncontrollably as my orgasm tore through me.

"Beautiful...perfect...oh God..." I moaned; even as a third rope poured out to coat my pumping fist.

"So much..." mom whispered in almost reverence.

I continued to just sit there, quivering, as my body slowly came down from such a high. I opened my mouth to speak, and heard the ding of the timer on the table.

Mom jerked back to reality, she looked at the timer, then back at my body drenched in cum, then at the timer again. She stood and gathered the towel and timer in her arms.

"That's enough for today" she gasped, and then hurried off for the patio door.

Through the next two days I was in a constant state of worry. Like all our other sessions, not a word was spoken about Saturday. I was terrified we had crossed a line and she would call everything off.

Wednesday I settled into my lounger and waited. I wondered if she would even come today. Right at two the patio door slid open and mom came out carrying the tray.

This time she set down the tray and settled into the lounger, and then she turned the knob of the timer. Was she trying to get as much time as possible?

I waited silently, I wanted mom to start this session. When she finally spoke, her voice was so low I almost didn't hear her.

"What would you do?" she stared across the pool.

"What would I do?" I asked a bit confused.

"What would you do to my body...if you had it?" Mom turned and looked at me.

"Mom... you're sure..." I started to ask.

"Travis, please" she whispered. "I want to know...I need to know." I saw a pained look in her eyes. "Am I still desirable? Every woman needs to know."

"Desirable?" I almost laughed. "Jesus mom, you drive me insane, way past desirable."

"Then tell me what you would do." Her eyes glowed from the praise.

"First, I would kiss those lips I have dreamed of for so long." I told her, staring at her face.

"Then I would leave a wet trail of kisses down your neck, and across your breasts."

"Oh God" mom moaned softly.

"I would suck on those perfect nipples" my voice was husky with growing lust. "Tease them with my tongue and teeth; until they were so hard you would think they would pop off."

"Oh Travis" mom moaned. She reached up and cupped one breast through that French cut bikini. I could see her fingers roll her excited nipple.

"Then I would kiss my way down your belly" I husked. "Savoring the taste of your sweat coated skin."

"I would kneel between your thighs and inhale your scent, savoring it." I wanted to rip my trunks off and start stroking but I held back. "Then I would slide my tongue between those swollen lips and taste you." I tried not to moan.
"Oh My God...Oh My God..." mom moaned.

I watched hypnotically as moms hand slid down her flexing belly. I heard her moan softly as her fingers slid under the fabric of her bikini bottom. I tried to imagine her fingers gliding over her soaked pussy. She turned her head and looked at me, her eyes wild and glowing.

"Here...now...come here." She grunted as her fingers slid into her pussy with a wet sloppy sound I could hear.

I rose from my lounger and stepped beside her, towering over her. Her eyes were locked to the huge tent that pushed my trunks out, my hard cock outlined in the tight fabric.

I couldn't say a word as mom raised her hand, gripping the waist band of my trunks. With a swift jerk, she pulled them down feeing my cock. As my trunks landed at my feet, my cock swung stiff and hard, jutting out from my body almost like a telephone pole.

"Oh fuck" I gasped as mom reached up and wrapped her hand around my pulsing cock.

"You would eat me?" mom gasped. "You would suck my cunt?" her hand began to pump up and down my shaft.

"I'd do more than that" I gasped as the sensations overrode my senses. "I'd suck every drop out of you and drink you when you came in my mouth."

"OH Travis...I've never..." mom moaned.

I was shocked; you mean dad had never performed oral on this beauty. Not only was he an ass, he was also a fool, I thought.

"So close..." mom groaned. "More...what else would you do." She grunted.

I could hear the wet squelching as she drove her fingers in and out, and watch the tight fabric of her bikini bottom rise and fall with the motion of her hand. She finger fucking herself like a demon as I egged her on.

"While you were still trembling from your orgasm, I would slide up your sweat slick body" I couldn't take my eyes off her hand. "I would stare into your eyes, and watch as you felt every inch of me slide inside you."

I could barely talk as I watched my mother get both her and me off at the same time. I watched her fist pumping up and down the thick shaft of my cock, while I could hear her other hand slapping against her mound as she abused her dripping pussy.

"I would make love to you...deep...slow..." I grunted as my balls began to tighten.

"No...harder...harder baby." Mom gasped. She looked up at me with wild eyes. "Own me baby...take me from that asshole. Possess me like he never could." Her voice was gravely with lust.

"I'd pound into you" I took the hint real quick. "My hips would be slapping into you as I filled you again and again."

"Oh God...Travis..." mom gurgled. "I'm going...to..." Her head snapped back and a piercing wail came from her lips.

"CUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" mom screamed, as her body convulsed under her hand.

The sight of her orgasm was too much. I grunted as my cock jerked in her grip. Mom pulled down on my cock, aiming it at her trembling body. I could only watch as my first blast of hot cum shot out to spray across her breasts.

"Yes...yes...yes." Mom chanted. "Cum on my tits, cum on my belly." She moaned. "I want you to cum all over your momma baby."

I couldn't have stopped if I had died right there. And if I had, I would have died happy. I watched as my next wad sprayed out to cover her face and collar bone, and when my body jerked a third time, mom aimed it lower to splatter across her belly and bikini bottoms.

By the time I was finished, mom lay on her lounger coated from chin to waist in my thick cream. Dimly I heard the ding of the timer, and then mom released her grip on my twitching cock.

She stood on trembling legs from the lounger and silently gathered up her towel. She looked at me, still standing there with my cock hanging free. I opened my mouth to speak, but mom cut me off.

"Let me speak first" she said softly. "That, was the most intense and satisfying session I have ever had." She looked into my eyes. "I feel better right now, than I have in a year; do you understand?" She asked.

I nodded in return, not trusting my voice at this point.

"I think our next session" she told me "will be our last session." My heart started to sink.

"Oh no baby" mom could read the expression on my face. "I expect you...to consummate...the session. Do you understand me?" her voice was soft but strong.

I nodded in return again, my mind racing at her words.

"Travis" mom spoke clearly. "Do you understand?" she stared into my eyes.

"Perfectly" I let my eyes roam over her body before locking gazes with her.

"Good" she smiled like I had not seen her smile in a very long time. Then she simply walked back into the house without another word.

That Saturday mom went into the office. I could count on my hands the number of times she had worked on a Saturday. I wondered if she had done it just to create a separation between us. To heighten what was going to happen that afternoon.

Out by the pool simply would not do for what I had in mind. She had been very specific about 'consummating' the session. I planned on consummating her until every fantasy I had ever had was fulfilled.

I knew moms' routine like the back of my hand. When she came home from work she always headed for her bedroom to change and take a quick shower. Since our session was usually scheduled for after, she would then put on her swimsuit and come out to the pool. This time I was ready for her.

I waited for her to start her shower, and then slipped into her bedroom. I lit the candles I had placed around the room, letting the scent of jasmine and lavender fill the room. I removed her swim suit from the bed where she had laid it out, turning down the bed.

I was positioned just outside the bathroom door when she stepped out wearing only a towel around her lithe form. I saw her hesitate when she saw the bed, and knew that was my moment. Stepping behind her I slid a silk scarf down over her eyes.

"Travis...what..." but I shushed her.

"Session has started" my voice warm in her ear from behind. "And there will be no timer this time." I told her.

"Oh God" mom moaned.

After tying the knot in the scarf behind her head, I waved a hand in front of her face. Nope, she didn't see a thing, perfect. Turning her around I backed her up until her legs bumped against the bed. As I eased her backwards, I tugged on the towel, pulling it loose.

"What are you doing?" mom asked, her voice quaking.

"Truth time" I crawled onto the bed, now nude myself, but not touching her body yet. I knelt beside her. "We take turns; one says a truth and then the other." I told her.

"I'll start our session" I whispered in her ear. "Truth...I've always ached to kiss your lips."

Leaning down, I pressed my lips to hers, feeling their softness against mine.

"Mmmmmm" mom moaned as our tongues dueled into each other's mouths.

Just as I pulled back, moms' blind hands came up to my chest. I shivered as her fingers glided over my pecs, teasing around my nipples.

"Truth..." mom whispered. "I've wanted to run my hands over your chest since I saw you without a shirt over a year ago."

"Oh God" I gasped, as she lightly tweaked my nipples. "Mom..." I moaned.

"It's your turn baby." Mom smiled even though she couldn't see me.

"Truth..." I husked. "Every time I see you in your bikini, I want to kiss your nipples." I leaned down, planting a warm wet kiss on each nipple.

"Oh Travis" mom moaned, aching her back.

"I've wanted to devour your breasts for years." I whispered. My mouth closed over one hard bud, sucking it in.

"Oh God yesssss" Mom moaned. "Suck them baby, suck mommas tits." She groaned.

One hand slid behind my head, to hold me firm to her breast. The other slid down my back and over my bare hip. It drifted under my kneeling body, until her fingers wrapped around my raging hard cock.

"I watched you shower once." Mom moaned as her hand slid along my length. "God I wanted to touch your cock so badly." She grunted as I moved from one breast to the other.

Mom wanted to make this a time for full admission, so be it, I thought. I pulled my mouth free of her succulent tits, my lips next to her ear. My hand crept down her quivering belly.

"A few months ago, I saw you...in your bedroom." My fingers slid over her fat lips, feeling her steaming heat. "You were masturbating." I teased her throbbing clit.

"Nnnggghhh" mom moaned at my touch. "You watched me?" she whispered.

"I watched you finger your wet pussy" I slid a finger into her tight folds.

"Oh fuck." Mom grunted.

"And when you came..." my fingers began a slow pumping in and out, feeling her tight walls. "I heard you...call my name."

"Oh God Travis" mom s' voice dripped lust. "I want you baby."

"I know mom, and I want you." I couldn't hold the quake in my voice.

"No...now" I could feel her tug on my shaft. "I want...I need." Mom almost whined.

I slid my body between her spread thighs, as her hand guided me. We had come to the crux, and I wanted nothing more than to be one with this woman I loved.

"You have me mom" I whispered.

"Wait...stop." Mom said. God, I thought she was having second thoughts.

Mom reached her other hand up and slid the blindfold from her face. Her eyes glowed with a mix of love and lust as she stared up at me.

"I have never wanted a man as much as I want you right now." Moms' voice was hushed. "I want to see you...us...the first time."

Raised up on my arms, I looked down as mom placed the engorged head of my cock against her lips. Lodging my head in her opening, she released her grip and stared between us.

"Mom" I couldn't believe it was me and not her having this conversation. "I'm not wearing a condom." I said softly.

"And you never will." Mom said firmly. There was no question what she wanted, and I wasn't going to argue.

I began lowering my hips slowly, I knew it had been awhile for her, and I worried how tight she would be. When the head of my cock slid inside with a wet sucking noise, I couldn't suppress the groan of sheer pleasure.

"Oh God, you're in me." Mom groaned. "More...please...more" she begged.

I kept bearing my weight down, sliding in inch by inch. For a woman pushing fifty, and having born a c***d; Jesus Christ she was tight. It felt like her walls were sucking me deeper and deeper the further I went.

"God you're tight" I grunted.

"God you're big." Mom grunted right back.

"Fuucckkkk" I moaned when my pelvis finally came in contact with her.

We had done it; I was totally seated inside her, now we were one. I started to pull back for another stroke, instead her hands dropped down and she cupped my ass.

"Hold...still." Mom moaned

I held myself poised like that, as I felt her hips do small tight circles, as she ground herself against me. I watched her eyes close as she reveled in the sensation.

"It's been so long...Oh God...I forgot how good...Oh shit..." Mom whispered.

I stared at moms' face as a light sheen of sweat glistened on her lips. Here brow furrowed as she ground her hips up into me. Her hands dug into the cheeks of my ass as she pulled me harder against her. We were barely moving, but I could feel her body twitching and then quiver. Her eyes slowly opened and she stared into mine with wonder.

"Travis, I'm going...Oh fuck baby" she gasped. Her whole body trembled. "I'm going to cum all over my son's fat...hard...cock."

I expected this major earth shaking explosion with mom screaming my name. I was amazed when her body gave a small convulsion, and then a gush of warm fluids coated my buried cock.

"Travis" mom grunted.

"Cum on me mom" I told her.

"I am baby, Oh my God I ammmmmm." Mom softly keened.

I was shocked at the intensity, the power of her orgasm. It literally had taken control where she had been unable to barely move. Her cream poured out in almost waves as it flooded the bed. Her whole body vibrated under me as she stared up into my face.

"Never...so hard...Oh Travis" she moaned.

"I love you Diane Clark" I leaned down and softly kissed her lips.

Mom slowly released her grip on me ass, trembling she slid her hands up my back until she cupped the side of my face.

"I love you my beautiful man." Mom whispered. I watched a fire grow in her eyes. "Now fuck me" she growled. "Fuck me and then fuck me harder and then fuck me even more baby." I listened to her lust filled voice. "Don't stop until you empty yourself in me." she gasped.

Once again that question rose in me. I could tell mom was beyond caring, but I had to be sure. I leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Mom, I'm bareback." I whispered. "Are you..." God I couldn't even ask it.

"My son is inside me, and not wearing a condom." My mother stared into my eyes. "I haven't had a man in years, and I'm not on the pill." She continued.

Oh fuck, I was buried inside my mothers' unprotected pussy; a shiver ran down my spine.

"Now tell me you can pull out; tell me you can stop what is about to happen." Mom said softly.

"I can't...God help me." I groaned.

"Has it occurred to you I don't want you to?" mom asked. "I want this baby, I want this so bad." A smile crept over her lips. "Now...fuck your mother." She whispered.

Every coherent thought leaked from my brain and down to my balls. I wanted this woman under me as much as I wanted breathing. I slowly drew back, watching her feel every inch. Then, with a grunt, I slammed my weight down onto her.

"FUUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" mom screamed as my entire length drove back into her.

"Oh yes...oh God yes...fuck me...harder...more..." mom chanted with every thrust.

I felt her legs slide up the back of mine until they wrapped around my waist. She was opening herself completely, giving herself to me. On my downward stroke, I let my weight drop onto her, driving deeper into her cunt; I could hear the wet sloshing as my cock pounded in.

"OH babbbyyyyyyyyyyyy" mom wailed as my body crushed against her, her fat breasts mashed against my chest. I felt a gush of hot fluids bathe my cock a second time.

"Cumminngg...again...oh fuck." Her body convulsed under me as her arms wrapped around me.

My hips worked like a piston as I pounded down into her. Wet squelching filled the room as the scent of our sweaty sex filled my nostrils. The whole sensation was too much; her hot skin against mine, her constantly rippled walls milking my cock, even the smell of her perfume drove me insane.

"Oh God mom" I groaned. "I can't...hold."

"Then don't" mom grunted. I felt her arms wrap around me holding me tighter.

"I'm going...to cum." I moaned, trying to pull back.

It was too late; mom was wrapping her muscular legs around my waist, locking me into place. I lost every ounce of will to pull out, and just rammed my cock as deep as I could go.

"Oh my God" mom whispered. "You're swelling...bigger...oh fuck." Her breath was hot in my ear as she clung to me. "That's it...cum baby." She moaned softly.

"Oh shit" I gasped. I lost all track of time as my cock swelled and throbbed. "I'm going to cum inside my mother." I gasped.

"Yes baby...oh God yes..." mom moaned in my ear.

"ARRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I roared as my balls untightened, and I felt the first scalding blast of cum rocket from the tip of my cock to wash her walls.

"Trraaavvissssssssssssss" mom screamed as my first volley spewed into her. "Oh God I can feel you cumming." Mom gasped.

"Nnnghhhh babyyyyy" moms' eyes rolled back and her body convulsed pinned under me.

I felt a swamp of hot cream flow out around my cock as her belly flexed against mine over and over. Our mutual orgasm had us both beyond words as I grunted like a rutting a****l, matching my mother's moans and mewling as her own orgasm ravaged her.

Even as my orgasm subsided to tremors, I couldn't believe my cock was still rock hard buried inside her. God I wanted more, I thought.

"Do you remember what you said to me last time?" I panted in her ear.

"Can't...think..." mom mumbled. "Still cu...Cu...cumming." her body vibrated under me.

"You told me to own you" I hoarsely whispered in her ear. "To take you from that asshole" I rose up on my arms. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." I pulled my hips back until my rampant cock slid free.

"Oh God" mom grunted as my cock pulled free. I watched a thick white glob of cum seep from her still gaping pussy.

I reached down and gripped mom by the hips, rolling her over on the bed until she lay face down in the soaked sheets.

"Oh God...what are you doing?" Mom begged softly.

"Still...more?" she gasped as I pulled her hips up, bringing her ass into the air.

Mom turned her head and looked behind her. Her face pressed into the sheets she watched as I moved up behind her. My hard cock was aiming for her dripping pussy.

"God...how can you still be hard?" Mom moaned.

"Because of my MOTHER." And with the last word, I rammed every inch I had deep into her.

"FFFUUUCKKKKKKKK" mom wailed as I stretched her wide open.

"Your mother...your lover...your slut...your whore." Mom babbled under me as I pounded into her. "Just don't stop fucking meeeeeeeee" mom moaned.

I leaned forward, getting more leverage to ram my cock in with every stroke. "Not good enough." I hissed into her ear. "Who owns you now...tell me."

"Oh shit...oh fuck...oh my GOD!" mom grunted as my hips slapped her ass.

I reached under her gripping a swaying tit in each hand, kneading the soft flesh as my fingers teased her nipples. Mom raised herself onto all fours and looked back at me. I had never seen such a fire burning in her eyes as she began to fuck back at me.

"Prove I'm yours" Mom grated as she began to drive her ass back at me. "Claim me Travis; fill your mother with your hot cum baby." She gasped.

Wet slapping filled the room as I hammered into mom. This had devolved into pure primal fucking. I gripped her hanging tits, using them as leverage as I pulled her back at me even harder. I wanted to shove my cock so deep into her it would come out her throat.

"Use me...oh fuck baby..." Mom grunted. "I belong...to my...son." She gasped.

I felt like a man possessed. I had already emptied my balls once, but I could feel that familiar churning again. I released her breasts and gripped her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh. Mom dropped her upper body back to the bed, her face flushed as she began to finally surrender.

"Travis...oh God...what are you doing?" mom moaned. "Something's...oh fuck...I'm going..." the rest became gibberish as I watched a thin line of drool run from the corner of her mouth. Then, I felt the most incredible sensation.

"NNNGGGHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" mom screamed into the sheets.

I felt a hot silky vise slam down on my cock then rippling along my shaft as mom exploded around my buried manhood. There wasn't a gush or even a flood, as her juices literally sprayed from between her thighs. They washed my cock and balls, (mom sex videos and meeting... www.xmadchenx.xyz") soaking her thighs, and spraying out to drench the comforter under us. Her cunt gave a huge sucking pull on my cock and my balls lost the war.

"Love YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU" I roared as my seed spewed into her belly.

I knew I was bareback, and I knew she was possibly fertile. Right then I wanted nothing more than to plant my seed inside this magnificent woman.

After what had to be three or four thick blasts, I felt an aching spasm in my balls. Slowly withdrawing my deflating cock, I collapsed my sweat drenched body onto the bed beside my mother.

"Holy fuck" mom whispered softly, then her body simply tilted to one side and she collapsed beside me.

We spent the next five minutes lying there, as the sound of our labored breathing filled the silence. Finally mom raised her head and brushed her hair to the side, looking at me with a glow of wonder.

"Therapy is over Mr. Clark." She said softly.

"Good, I don't need a ther****t." I smiled back. "I need a mother and wife, Mrs. Clark." I rolled onto my side facing her, wrapping one arm over her still trembling body.
"It will be my pleasure" mom snuggled into my embrace tighter.