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My name is Eric and I was thirty-five years old when my
father died. To say his death hurt would be an
understatement. It was truly devastating. Although it
was a difficult time, I was fortunate in that I had my
stepmother Janice to help me through this period. As I'll say
more than once in this story. My real mother had died when I
was young. Even though Janice married my father many years after
my mother died, I thought of her as my mother not a stepmother.
That's important to this story. I should add one more
thing, It was a rare day that I didn't lock myself in
my room and jack off thinking about how wonderful it
would be to fuck Janice.

I missed my dad, but my stepmother and I, mutually
supported one another through our shared pain. My
father was a man in every sense of the word. His last
few years had broken him down to a shadow of what he
had been before his illness. I'm sure that his sickness
had all but eliminated the enjoyment of sex. Without a
doubt, the inability to sexually enjoy one another must
have been a "mountain of difficulty" for both of these
wonderful people. I would be less than candid if I
didn't admit that the thought of Janice's ripe body
turned me on in a big way.

Even more candidly, I can't ever remember feeling any
other way! It wasn't just that she was "full figured"
(which she was); it was more the aurora of sexuality
that surrounded her. I'm sure that she didn't know how
she effected men, but she had a certain sex appeal that
caused her to be a "man magnet." This was a woman who
was in her early sixties, but "wow" what a body! In
addition to her big-breasted hourglass figure, she had
an incredible big ass, a classic face and blonde hair
of a Doris Day.

It is important to say that we all know women who revel
in the fact that they are sexy in appearance and they
enjoy flaunting their beauty. Certainly my stepmother
possessed the looks and body that was capable of
"stopping traffic", but she was "delightfully"
unassuming in the way she conducted her everyday life.
Because she had been so focused on my father, I'm sure
that she had never really noticed the effect that she
had on other men. More importantly, until his passing,
she hadn't really cared.

After the funeral people were coming and going and to
tell you the truth it was a relief when the last person
left and Janice and I were alone in her house. My
father had left my stepmother in a position where she
didn't have to worry about bills for the rest of her
life. At the time of my father's death, Janice was in
her early sixties. As I said, she looked as though she
was twenty years younger. Janice had large full breasts
that I frequently furtively observed as they swayed
provocatively through her blouses. Sometimes she wore
those soft "natural look" bras and I could see her
nipples poking through the material of her dress. As
erotic as her breasts could be, it was her unbelievably
sexy crotch that really blew my mind.

Sometimes when she wore a tight pair of jeans you could
see the pouting lips of her pussy through the fabric
and it would . . . almost . . . drive me crazy! I would
run to the bathroom, lock the door and wrap my hand
tightly around my cock. As I feverishly pumped away I
envisioned what it would be like to slip my fingers
between the swollen lips of her cunt. Many were the
times that I stroked my hard cock to a powerful orgasm
thinking of her pussy.

Countless times I mentally replayed the fantasy of
driving my tongue into her wet, hot, moist channel. I
could almost taste her pungent sex juices. I will never
forget the times when she would give me a casual hug or
a little kiss as I left to run an errand. That brief
moment of affection would cause my ten-inch cock to
stiffen up so that it felt like I had a baseball bat in
my pants. I'm sure that in our brief embraces that
Janice must have felt the outline of my hardon through
our fabric covered sex organs. Deep in my psyche, I
wanted her cunt to feel my lust. I wanted her to think
of me as a possible "fuck partner."

If you haven't guessed yet, I wanted to fuck my stepmother
so badly that it almost constantly occupied my mind. I
wanted to suck on her big tits, caress their firmness
and then to bury my throbbing, wet cock in her pussy. I
wanted to watch her mouth suck on my cock and hear the
moist sounds of her slurping mouth. I wanted to hear
her whisper in my ear about men that she had fucked and
to feel my cock stiffen at the thought of her spreading
her thighs for some nameless stranger. In other words
what I wanted was those things that seemed to be
destined never to happen.

It is sometimes strange how those things that you most
wish for . . . happen and I am equally happy to report
that sometimes everything works out exactly as you
hoped! (Contrary to popular opinion.)

I had always wanted to go back to my roots, which were
in Wisconsin and visit those places where my Dad had
grown up. I told Janice that I was going to take a
couple of weeks off from work and drive back there.
Visit the places that my Dad had told me about and just
do a lot in terms of memory cleansing. Janice surprised
me by saying that not only was that a wonderful idea,
but she would like to go along with me. Go along, if
she wouldn't be an extra burden on the trip. She even
volunteered to pick up the travel expenses like the
gas, hotel rooms, etc. That sounded more then just
wonderful, so it was heartfelt when I said, "Sure, why
not. It would be nice to have someone to talk with on
the trip and the time together would give us the
opportunity to get to better know one another."

While planning our trip, Janice surprised me by saying,
"Look, I've been thinking ... I know that it could be
dangerous," she laughed at her putdown of herself and
continued, "but we're both sophisticated adults and you
are my son. Actually my Stepson, but still you are my
son. What I'm getting at is that it sounds foolish to
me to waste money on separate motel rooms. Let's get
one room with two beds and we can spend the extra money
on really nice meals." I thought that "wow" that was a
hell of an idea! I also immediately thought that I knew
enough that when "opportunity knocked I should get up
and answer the door!"

Little did I realize, but opportunity had . . . indeed,
knocked. That night, I locked my bedroom door so that
I would have the needed privacy for one of my favorite
moments. Years ago I had found some old Polaroid's that
my Dad had taken of Janice when she was in her
thirties. The picture that I took was of a nude Janice.
(Later when I went back to revisit the picture trove, I
found that Dad had removed them.) She was sitting in a
lounge chair with her legs spread. She had a sultry
smile that made the picture come alive with a not too
subtle sexuality.

At her pictured youthful age I could see that her
beautiful breasts possessed a sensual firm meatiness. I
would stare at the picture and pretend that she was
posing for me. I would rub her picture along my cock
and envision what it must have felt like to my Dad when
she sucked his cock. As my sexual fantasy increased in
intensity I would speed up the stroking of my meat
until a fountain of white cream spurted across the
room. It was a wonderful feeling, but I wanted the real
thing! I had to ravish my mother's body!

Departure day was beautiful! The sun was out and we had
absolutely no timetable. We both chattered endlessly
about nothing of any importance as we headed East
towards Wisconsin. During the afternoon, Janice grew
tired and curled up on the seat next to me and fell
asleep. I kept myself awake by letting my eyes
occasionally drift to the rise and falls of her opulent
breasts. As we crossed into Eastern Oregon, I heard on
the local radio station that there was a large rain and
lighting storm moving across and into the area where we
were traveling.

I gently shook Janice awake and shared with her the
information that I had just heard on the radio. Shaking
the drowsiness from her head she opened up the road map
and after a few moments of figuring out where we were,
she said, "The town of Le Grande is only ten miles
ahead. Why don't we find a place to stay there and
forget about driving though the storm?" I said, with a
grin of agreement "Sounds like a hell of a plan. You're
right . . . we're in no big rush. Keep your eyes peeled
for a motel."

Wouldn't you know it? La Grande had a rodeo in town and
every motel-hotel was filled to the over flowing. As
you know, these moments can be exasperating and as we
drove out of town there was one last motel and that
motel had a NO VACANCY sign posted. I told Janice, "I
don't care, I'm going to stop, they may be filled up,
but at least I can ask them if they have any idea where
we can find a room."

I pulled the car up to the front office and went in to
the lobby. This very nice elderly lady said that if we
didn't mind they had one rather "unusual unit" left. It
might not be a room that we wanted, because it was
their Honeymoon Suite. I told her "I don't care what it
was. A room is a room is a room. We'll take it!"

Carrying the luggage, I followed Janice into the
"Honeymoon Suite" and I could hear her giggle. "I can't
believe it! Look there is a mirror on the ceiling and
then I hear her in the bathroom "…and the bathtub
is shaped like a heart." As I sat down the luggage, I
heard her somberly say, "Unfortunately, there is only
one bed. I hope that you don't mind." I thought to
myself, "Mind. Hell, I couldn't think of anything
better then the opportunity to slip between the sheets
with my sexual fantasy."

She pulled back the bed cover and said, "Can you
believe it. The sheets are that slippery satin
material." Janice put a lingering hand on my arm and
facetiously said, "I promise, I'll try and stay on my
side. Although, these sexy sheets," she laughed. "They
will make it hard to keep from sliding into your arms"
Evidently this thought really hit her funny bone . . .
"What would you do with an old half naked broad like me
in your arms." As she turned away to start unpacking I
thought, "I would fuck your brains out, that's what I
would do!"

Soon after we had unpacked the rainstorm moved in. We
dashed through the rain to the Motel dining room and
had a very enjoyable prime rib dinner. It turned out
that with our "honeymoon suite package" there was
included a very nice honeymoon dinner. The dinners
included a bottle of red wine that along with a couple
of cocktails resulted in a rather "wobbly" dash back
through the rain to the haven of our room.

As we entered the room, the cumulative effects of the
alcohol caused Janice to lose her balance and she
stumbled into my arms. I could feel the rise and fall
of her large breasts against my chest. I had on only a
lightweight short sleeve shirt. The softness of her
breasts was wonderful. It was impossible not to notice
the sexual overtones of the moment. She blushed and put
her hands against my chest, "Thanks baby."

Then she noticed my sculpted chest muscles and ran her
hand thoughtfully across my chest. "To bad you're so
young and too bad I'm your mother." She laughed and
said, "I think that we've both had too much to drink.
Let's go to bed so that we can get an early start
tomorrow." The moment of truth had arrived. Thankfully,
Janice handled the "going to get ready for bed" event
in a logical manner. "You use the bathroom. Then while
I'm using the bathroom, you can get in bed. Then I'll
come out of the bathroom and I'll get in bed."

She started to sing a sultry version of "strangers in
the night." Obviously the alcohol was working in my
favor.

I smiled and said, "I'll go first." I went into the
bathroom and took a piss. I optimistically washed off
my cock."

What I didn't know that in the other room (I learned
this later) Janice was thinking, "I wonder if he washes
his cock after he's done? I wonder if it's big?"

At that moment I came out and couldn't understand why
she was giggling. However not wishing to destroy the
delightful silliness of the evening I jauntily said,
"Next!" Janice slipped into the bathroom with her
little bag of toiletries and I waited.
The bathroom door opened and Janice came out clad only
in a slip. My cock stiffened as I saw her large tits
silhouetted through the gossamer fabric of her slip. I
could see the dark aureoles that surrounded her rock
hard nipples. I don't know what caused her nipples to
erect, but I was enjoying the sight. Janice stopped by
the bureau to take out her contacts. Taking them out
she paused to rub her eyes and then she moved over to
her side of the bed.

As she pulled back the light cover, she grinned and
said "Lights out and move over, Eric. Your Mother needs
some room."

I gave her my best smile and said "No problem!"

As she slid into bed she moved her body comfortably
against me and said, "Can a girl get a little goodnight
kiss?"

I responded by gently kissing her on her cheek just
then there was a tremendous sound of thunder and an
accompanying lightning bolt lit up the room. Janice
instinctively plastered her body against mine. There
suddenly erupted a rolling series of deafening
thunderclaps. Janice sobbed "hold me I'm scared
shitless! " I could feel her fingernails dig into my
back and she had thrown one leg around my hips, which
pressed her pussy against my stiffening cock.

Her breasts were crushed against my chest and my arms
were clenched around her back. As she desperately
clutched at my body, I could feel no bra strap, which
meant that it was her thinly covered breasts that I
felt against my chest. I could feel the rigid nubbins
of her nipples against my chest. She didn't seem too
notice, or at least she pretended not to notice, but I
softly moved my hands in a circular motion, which
covered her back and down to the crack in her beautiful
ass. She buried her head into my shoulder. My lips
were against her neck.

As the thunder abated, I took one hand and tilted up
her chin. Her eyes were closed when I pressed my trembling
lips against her lips. At first her mouth was
still. Then I felt her resistance weaken and her sexy
mouth moved in increasing fervor against mine. Our lips
parted and I felt her tongue drive deep into my
mouth. She suddenly realized what she was doing . . .
she stopped and tried to push me away. "Oh my God! Eric,
you're my son , um stepson. There's thirty years difference
between us . . . I could be your grandmother!"

I was scared at the thought of what I was about to do,
but there was no turning back in my mind. My hard cock
was wedged against her pussy lips and I moved my hips
forward to rub against her sex. I heard her gasp and
then I felt that first tentative response of her pussy
moving against my throbbing cock. I didn't want her to
think that my cock pressing against her cunt was an
accident. I rubbed my hardon insistently against her
pussy. I knew that I was pushing her silk panty fabric
back into her wet cunt. At that moment, I decided that
there would be no turning back. I whispered into
Janice's ear, "I've come to a decision." I heard her
defiant and muffled voice say, "I don't know if I want
to hear that decision."

I held her tightly and said, "I am going to fuck you
and you have a decision to make." The shock of my words
forced her to once again react by trying to rip herself
out of my arms, but her resulting struggle did her no
good. I couldn't believe the words that I heard
tumbling out of my mouth, "You can choose one of two
ways. Either way is going to result in our fucking."

I had crossed the river of illicit passion and lust.
I had to enjoy my mother's body and one way or another
that was going to happen.

"I am going to fuck you Mom." (True, she was my
stepmother, but to me she was mom and the thought of
this only heightened the awareness of what I was
intent on doing.) "Option one is you just lay back and
let me enjoy fucking you. Option two is that you fuck me back"
I could feel a very gradual relaxation of her stiffened body. I
didn't move as I waited for her verbal explosion. Once
again life surprised me. Against my neck, I heard
Janice's muffled voice say, "You forgot to mention
option three." I gentled released some of the pressure
of my arms on her body "Option three.

What's Option three?

Janice raised her head from my shoulder and gazed
directly into my eyes and in a very soft sexy voice
said, "You may find this hard to believe, but I have
had some incredibly sexy thoughts about the possibly of
us fucking. Not making love, that can come later . . .
right now I need you to satisfy my hot pussy with your
hard cock." Her hand slid down between my legs and
grasped my hard on and stroked it to an incredible
hardness. "How would you like to bury this beauty in
your mommy's gray haired cunt?"

I stared at her in complete disbelief at what I had
just heard.

An impish grin spread across her face as she said,
"Hay, when you're in your sixties you are just never
sure when 'this time, might be the last time.' Now ...
FUCK ME BABY , fuck me hard!"

Her face moved to meet mine and once again our lips
meshed in a soft, moist and passionate kiss. Different
from our first kiss, this one was from the heart. It
was born out of our mutual needs for a physical
joining. It was a moment that seemed to stretch to an
eternity of moments.

Our lips broke apart and I heard Janice say, "I've
watched you sneak peeks at my tits for years. Now I
want to show them to you . . . they're yours to enjoy.
Put your hands on my breasts. I want you to squeeze my
tits! Squeeze them hard!"

Needing no more encouragement, I let my hands roam
across her silk covered breasts. Their incredible
firmness served only to increase my lust. Our bodies
moved as though they intended to eternally fuse our
bodies together.

I heard Janice moan in a passion from the depths of her
soul, "I need a cock . . . any cock . . . so bad. I
haven't had any sex in years. I hope that my pussy
hasn't rusted shut!"

That comment caused us both to laugh and I told her
"Don't worry, if it's rusted shut I've got the tool to
bust through any and all resistance." It was apparent
that that type of talk just turned her on all the more.
Her arms were around my neck as her mouth moved to my
ear.

I heard her whisper of "I love fuck talk, it get me hot!!
I want you to talk dirty to your mommy. Will you do that
for me son?"

I got so fucking hard, I had a hard time speaking as
I answered, "Yes . . . I love to tell you all the things
that I want to do to you. I have thought about this
opportunity so many times. I plan to plunge my cock
into your mouth, your cunt and finally, I'm going to
fuck you in the ass."

Mom grinned at me and mockingly said, "My you do have
an aggressive and bold agenda. Is there anything else
that your whore mother can do for you?" I replied, "as
a matter of fact I am also really looking forward to
having oral sex with you." I moved my hands from the
small of her back to cup her generous ass cheeks. I
squeezed them and laughingly reflected that, "all my
life I have watched men looking at those huge tits that
you have. Now . . . they are mine to enjoy. I want you
to strip . . . let's see those tits. Also, since I'm
making out my verbal wish list, I have always
fantasized about watching you suck your own nipples."

My sex talk seemed to put Janice into a trance like
state and I knew that this would be the first of many
steamy fuck sessions. She suddenly dropped to her back
and pulled her knees up to her chest. With a wanton
wiggle, she pulled off her panties and threw them
against the wall. She giggled, "I would have bet that
they would've stuck there."

In one smooth movement, Janice moved to a kneeling
position. A smile crossed her lips as she pulled up her
slip and her lush, heavy breasts, released from the
confines of her slip, slapped against her chest. She
dropped her slip to the bedroom floor. With her hands,
she cupped each of her voluptuous tits and leaned
forward... her voice was husky in the passion of the
moment. "Would my son like to suck his Mommy's tit's?"

Her hands squeezed the full ripe mounds and went on
... "Mommy's nipples are very sensitive and they need
attention."

My dreams came true as my lips encircled her nipples
and I sucked the tits that I had so often dreamed
about. As I removed my mouth from one breast to move to
another, she pushed me back. "Ops, almost forgot. I
have one more neat little surprise. I made you promise
to talk dirty to me. It's only fair that I return that
favor in spades. Tonight I want to be your whore and I
want you to be my young and virile stud. I want to
think of you as my real son and I want you to fuck your
mother without a rubber. I want to feel your hot cum
spurting into my pussy.
Part of that intense feeling that I want us to share is the
fantasy that you are going to make your Mother pregnant
with your potent seed. When I feel you pumping jets of
hot cum, I want to feel the eroticism of our lovemaking.
I want to cuddle with you after we have sex
and fantasize. Mom's voice had taken on a new level
of released lust."I look forward to watching you spreading the white
thighs of her tight body ... her body will be twisting
with a need that you will satisfy. She'll be
begging you to fuck her and that will be our joint
destiny. I'll be fingering my cunt as you ram your cock
through her tight pussy. After you fuck her,
I'll lick the blood tinged sex juice from your used
cock and get you hard all over again."

Janice eyes flickered as though she was coming out of a
trance, "Question is . . . Can you handle all this
erotic "mental stuff" or should I just spread my legs
and let you fuck me? What do you want?"

There are some times that actions speak louder then
words. I slid out of bed, stood up and removed my tee
shirt. My cock was obscenely silhouetted through my
jockey shorts. My Stepmom moaned as her mind registered that
her son had a large ... very large ... cock -- a cock
that would soon be buried in her dripping, hot pussy.

I hooked my fingers in the top of the shorts and bent
over as I removed them. My hard on sprang up with the
release of pressure. Her physical hunger for my cock
was evident as she ran her tongue over her lips. She
stared at my uncircumcised cock. I wrapped my hand
around its girth and gave it a couple of hard strokes.
Janice, said in a quavering voice ... "No let me. I
want to feel that love muscle. I can't believe its
size! It's even bigger than the black guy I screwed and
he was hung like a fucking horse!"

She put her hand to her mouth and shyly said, "Of
course that was before I met your father. I mean how
often does a girl get to have sex with a six foot six
350 pound professional football player?" He got me drunk,
took me back to his hotel room and fucked me long and hard
with that big black cock. I was his white slut and I
loved it.

I thought to myself, "That's a whole another story that
I'm going to look forward to hearing. I could picture
her giving me the details of her black stud as I slowly
fucked her, but that story could wait . . . there were
things 'here and now' that needed my attention." I
moved to the edge of the bed and on her knees she
inched her way to meet me. I put my hand behind her
head and pulled her towards my groin.

"Open your mouth, Mom. I need to have you suck my cock.
I want to see your mouth wrapped around it. If you're
good, after I get done fucking you ... I'll come in
your mouth and let you swallow my cum."

She looked up at me with a devilish look and answered,
"I'll let you come in my mouth, but I'm not going to
swallow. Not this time at least. I've got a treat
planned for you. After you come, you're going to French
kiss me and I'm going to put your cum back into your
mouth. You're going to swallow your own cum and if you
don't . . . if you don't, there will be no more pussy
for my darling little son who likes to fuck his mommy."
Her obscene mouth was such a "turn on" that it only
increased the need for my cock to be sucked. It was
time for some action.

I moved to stand next to the bed. Janice inched forward
on her knees. Almost without thinking I heard her say,
"That is the biggest juiciest cock I've seen in years.
If I had known you had this piece of swinging meat we
would have been fucking long before tonight."

Her lipstick covered lips opened and her mouth moved to
kiss the head of my cock. Pre-cum was oozing from the
end of my throbbing cock. Janice greedily licked it off
and then let my pulsating organ slide into her warm,
wet mouth. I groaned at the feeling of her mouth
muscles as she sucked on my cock. I felt this
incredible emotion of being swallowed, I leaned down to
squeeze her full breasts. Both of us were moaning in
ecstasy. Her tits were so soft and I tweaked her
nipples, which only resulted in another burst of
passion from my Mother.

Her passionate screams about the most taboo of all sex acts
only fueled my cock as it pistoned in and out of Janice's
mouth. She paused and pulled her head back "Just a
moment" and she reached down to the floor and came up
with her panties. "I wore these all day and the crotch
is soaked with my sex excretions and womanly sweat."
She held them out to me, "Bury your nose in them while
I'm sucking you."

As her eager mouth resumed her moist sucking of my
cock, the fragrance of her soiled panties filled my
nostrils. The incredible fragrance of her panties and
the suction of her mouth only served to build the tidal
wave of cum building in my balls.

"I'm sorry Mom, but I can't wait. I have to blow my wad
in your mouth."

I heard her grunt . . . "go for it. Pump that salty cum
into your Mommy's mouth." It happened faster then I
expected.

Suddenly, I felt myself ejaculate a steam of cum. My
cock spasamed again and again. Mom's mouth could not
hold all of the creamy white liquid. A stream ran out
of the corner of her mouth. Her mouth was so full, that
through clenched lips she murmured "hmm-m-m-m-m" and
pulled me to her. She planted her lips to mine and
encouraged a French kiss. I could feel my mouth fill
with my own cum! If I wanted to breathe, I had to
swallow.

As the cum flowed down my throat, I was finally able to
take a breath of fresh air. Mom giggled and said, "Now
dip a finger into my pussy and I'll lick it clean.

I moved my left hand to her fur covered love channel
and dipped one and then two fingers into the wet
recesses. I removed my sticky fingers and held them to
my mother's panting lips. She greedily licked them
clean. She licked her juice so fast that I knew I had
to repeat the effort. Three or four times I filled her
mouth with her love liquid. Finally she was relatively
satisfied and commented, "Every time I taste pussy
juice, I think that someday I'll have to try making
love to another woman."

I whispered in her ear. "Maybe you can break in that
little girl that I'm going to impregnate you with
tonight. A nice little hairless cunt for you to lick."
She planted a passionate kiss on my lips and said,
"That's another wonderful idea that you've had!"

Mom slid out of bed, took me by the hand and said,
"let's sit on the couch. We can tell each other some
marvelous sex stories. That will put some "stiffener"
back in your cock . . . then we can fuck!" As we sat
down, I said, "I have to tell you I have never enjoyed
sex as much as I just did and . . and . . . I still
have to look forward to fucking your pussy!"

She laughed and said "Right on, you've got to plant
those baby seeds in me." I joined her laughingly,
"You're being facetious, but I have a pretty
interesting erotic idea." Janice put her hand over her
mouth and then said, "I can't help it. What do you want
me to do. Put on a strap on dildo and fuck you in the
ass!" Mockingly, I replied, "Not tonight, but here's my
idea."

My next statement stunned Janice. "We get married.
Forget the age difference. We have plenty of money
between us to do whatever we want. We do enjoy sex.
It's a fact. It's also a fact that life is all together
too short. We need to maximize our 'fun-sex-
potential.'" Being married, we can join wife-swapping
clubs. Can you imagine when we tell people you use to be my stepmom but now you're my wife. they will all want to watch us fuck and talk dirty.
We can go to nudist colonies. We can do things
like travel to the Far East and hire a girl and
pretend that it's our love c***d. I'm serious. I want
to have sex with someone who has never had sex before.
I want you to hold my cock while I push my way through
a virgin's tight little slit. Afterwards we can jointly
lick up the juices oozing out her cunt. This
relationship would be a two way street. I would enjoy
watching you get "your rocks off." I can imagine us
finding you a eighteen-year-old black stud. A stud
who's still a virgin and he's fantasized all his life
about dipping his black cock in a white woman."

Janice finally found the muscles to close her gaping
mouth. Obviously happy with what I had just said, "The
young black stud sounds wonderful, but I can just
imagine him blowing his first wad all over my stomach!"
With a grin I said, "Janice, we can do anything that we
put our mind to, but we have to get moving." Janice
moved restlessly . . . "it sounds fantastic. Let's
discuss it further on this trip." She leaned toward me
and grasped my hardening cock, "I'll do anything you
want. I'm your love slave and you know it. Right now I
want you to show me that you know how to use this hard
cock."

My voice was thick with emotion as I said, "To the bed.
I need to do the ultimate sex thing and that is to fuck
my mother."

Mom led me to the bed. She sat on the bed's edge,
opened her mouth and gave my cock a couple of deep
gulps of her sucking mouth. She flopped back, spreading
her legs and raising her knees. My hard cock swayed
back and forth as I moved between up between her
thighs.

"Mom . . . this is one special moment. I want you to
wrap your hand around my cock and then place the head
against your pussy entrance."

Her hand fumblingly groped for my cock. I stared at
her heaving breasts, the beautifully hard nipples and
the sound of her heavy breathing. Her gorgeous blond
hair framed her lust filled facial features.

As she placed my penis against her pussy,
I said, "This is it Mom. I'm going to fuck you. I'm
going to fuck you and I'm going to cum in you.
Are you ready?"Her voice came from her soul. "Eric,
I want you to fuck me now!" Her hips snapped up and
suddenly I found myself buried deep inside the best feeling
pussy of my entire life. My driving cock slammed into her. I met
her churning hips with my hammering cock. Her voice was
lusty in "Ungh. . . ungh. Jesus, give me your cock, FUCK ME,
FUCK ME BABY.I've never felt something so big." Suddenly, from
her soul "God yes! I'll marry you, but we'll have to learn
to share each other with other people!"

I looked down at her lust-contorted face, my emotion
filled voice growled, "I want you to find that black
football player. I want to watch you fuck him. Will
you do that for me?"

The cords of her neck were etched in passion, "Yes ...
yes baby whatever you want, I'll do it! I'll fuck him for
you and let you watch. Maybe you can fuck his wife."
I tauntingly said, "I'd rather fuck his mother ... in front
of his wife."

All of this only served to heighten our mutual
enjoyment and lust. I looked down at my stepmother and reveled in
hearing her "Give it to me son! Fuck your mother!
You're fucking me better than your Dad ever did! FUCK!
FUCK! FUCK! Fuck meeeeee"
The sex talk caused me to move faster and then it happened.

"Mom ... I'm gonna cum in you, I'm gonna cum in you and
make you mine forever" I could feel the thick cords of my
cum drenching the walls of her cunt.

Her fingernails raked my back and she wailed, "Yes baby fuck me,
don’t stop, cum in me, make me yours"

In the morning, we were making a final check
before leaving the hotel room. "Forget anything?" She
nodded her head "no."

I looked at her and said, "One thing that we've
forgotten."

Mom looked at me in confusion. I unzipped my pants and
pulled out my hardening cock. "I want one blow job for
the road."

Mom just grinned and dropped to her knees, Yes baby, she said.
As she grasped my hard cock, she tauntingly looked up, "This
time I'll swallow.

To Be Continued….
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