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Shellie stretched on the bed next to her son, coming awake with a glorious feeling. She had not felt so good in a long time. Swinging her slim legs over the bed, she stood and looked down at her sleeping son.

Then, humming happily, she showered in the small bathroom. Tucking the towel about her luscious body, she prepared her son a good breakfast. By nine o'clock, she had to wake him up. She watched him shower in the small bathroom, her eyes gazing over his youth, staring with delight at his young cock and balls, his tight ass.

Jay pulled on another pair of cut-offs as she watched him, and she grinned when she saw the head of his cock would show if he didn't watch himself. When he was dressed, she dropped her towel and was pleased to hear the appreciative gasp he made. Selecting a pair of short shorts and stepping into them, she posed for her son.

"Will these do?" she asked.

Jay asked at her swelling, shapely ass. The shorts were cut high on her thighs, with the cheeks of her ass exposed tantalizingly. The crotch was tight, the slit of her pussy outlined. He grinned and nodded his head. Shellie then pulled on a T-shirt, and her tits were beautiful in it, her nipples pressing like two succulent points against the thin fabric.

"Mom, you could get fucked wearing that," Jay said.

"By you... my pleasure," she replied.

They untied the houseboat and cruised lazily, the houseboat rocking gently. Shellie steered while Jay sat on the front deck, his feet dragging in the water.

"Be careful your cock isn't showing," she called out to him as they approached another houseboat coming up river toward them. "It's fine to fish, darling, but I want approval on what you catch."

Jay grinned over his shoulder at her, then turned sideways to flip the head of his cock at her. Shellie giggled and licked her lips, and steered carefully past the approaching houseboat. There was a beautiful young girl on the sun deck, and Jay stared at her until the boat was around the bend.

"I know," Shellie called to him. "You like that, don't you?"

Jay stood and grinned at his mother. "It was kinda nice, Mom."

"You getting tired of my ass already?" she asked. "Do you think you need some new pussy?"

"Aw, Mom," Jay said.

"I'm teasing, baby," she replied. "You wouldn't be much of a man if you didn't look at pretty girls. But just remember, that cock belongs to Mother."

Jay pulled aside his ragged cut-offs, releasing his cock. Shellie felt her pulse race as he began to piss over the side of the deck. She stared at his cock hotly, watching the golden piss spurt. The cheeks of her ass clenched tightly, and there was a burning sensation in her cunt.

"Oh, Jay!" she moaned. "Why did you do that? I wanted it!"

Jay shook his cock and stuffed it into his shorts.

"I forgot, Mom," he said, flushing slightly.

"You know what we walked about last night, baby," she accused.

"I didn't know if you meant it, Mom."

"I meant it," she said. "Oh, yes, I meant it!"

Her long clit bulged against her tight shorts, the crotch of them wet with seeping juices. She stared at him, her eyes fiery.

"Now," she said, standing up and unzipping her tight shorts. She peeled them down her thighs, turning them inside out. When they were at her knees, she leaned over and slipped her son's cock from his shorts. "You know where I want this lovely cock, darling?"

"In the cunt, Mom," he grinned.

"Well, of course," she smiled wantonly, pulling at his swelling prick. "But I was thinking about my... asshole."

"Then you really meant it, huh?" he asked, his voice showing his excitement.

"You bet I meant it, darling."

His cock stood firm outside his shorts, and Shellie squeezed it. Turning him loose, she leaned over the table, her sweet, naked ass on display. Jay stared at her ass. With her shorts peeled to her knees, his mother looked extremely lewd to him.

Shellie cupped the cheeks of her ass, pulling them wide open. Jay gasped as he saw her puckered asshole, the curls of soft hair beneath, and the puffy sweetness of her cunt. Shellie slipped a finger to her asshole, rubbing it slowly.

"I want it up my ass, baby," she said softly, but with a quiver in her voice. "I want to know how it feels, how you hard cock feels inside my asshole."

"It's so pretty, Mom," he grunted, his cock jerking up and down. "You have a pretty ass. You look awfully tight, though."

"Tight for you, darling," she cooed, wiggling her ass, rubbing the tip of her finger about the crinkle. "Mother's ass is very tight and very hot, all for you and your beautiful hard cock."

Jay gulped wetly, and leaned down to her ass. He kissed a creamy asscheek, and Shellie gurgled with delight.

"Oooh, lick it a little, Jay," she urged, wiggling her ass. "Lick Mother's ass just a little."

Jay, becoming eager, slipped his tongue out of his mouth and lapped the satiny cheeks of his mother's ass, swirling his tongue along the backs of her thighs, tasting her flesh. Shellie cried out with pleasure, her ass shaking. She used her fingers to hold the lovely cheeks wide open for her son, her asshole puckering in and out.

With an intake of air, Jay shoved his face into his mother's ass, feeling his satiny inner cheeks. He kissed the pucker of his mother's asshole, bringing a sob of delight from her. Shellie shoved her ass into her son's face, and began to make soft cries of ecstasy when he licked his tongue against the crinkled ring. Placing his hands on his mother's trembling thighs, Jay probed her asshole with the tip of his tongue. Shellie hissed and mewled and squirmed into his face.

"Shove it up my ass, baby!" she grunted. "Ohhh, darling, shove your tongue up Mother's asshole! Tongue-fuck my ass a little, darling!"

Shaking her ass into his face, she held her breath as she felt Jay's tongue stiffen, pushing at her tight asshole. As his tongue slipped past the ring, she cried out softly.

"Ohhh, yes, Jay! God, that feels wonderful! Lick Mother's ass, baby! Suck my hot asshole! Ooooh, fuck me in the asshole with your wet, hot tongue! Oh, honey, you could make me come this way! Stab my asshole with your tongue! Stab it hard and deep! Oooooh, yes, you'll make me come so fucking hard!"

Jay clutched his mother's shaking thighs, pressing his open lips around his mother's asshole, his chin pushing into the juicy slit of her cunt. He ran his tongue in and out of her asshole, stabbing as deep as he could. Shellie gurgled and sobbed, wiggling her naked ass into his face. With her son fucking her up the asshole with his tongue, her cunt was becoming wetter and wetter. In face, the slippery juices dripped past Jay's chin and ran over his neck.

"Ahhh, darling, darling!" she cried out, smashing her ass back against his face. "Tongue-fuck my ass! Ooooh, Jay, fuck Mother up the asshole with your tongue! You're going to make my cunt come... oh, deeper, baby! Fuck my ass with your tongue, make me come! Make me come with your tongue and then shove your hard cock in that hot asshole and fuck it and make come again! Jay... Jay! Ooooh, yes, yes, yes!"

Jay's tongue was deep inside his mother's asshole when Shellie suddenly shrieked.

"Oh, God! I'm coming, darling!"

Her cunt convulsed, the rippling contractions causing her asshole to suck his tongue. Jay pushed his tongue as hard and deep as he could into his mother's fiery asshole, and felt it grip tightly time and again as her orgasm boiled through her almost naked body.

When she had finished coming, Jay slowly slipped tongue out of her asshole. For a long while Shellie remained over the table, her body shaking with a wonderful sensation. She was no longer pulling the cheeks of her ass open, letting her arms hang loosely. Jay, though, fondled her ass, squeezing the creamy cheeks, opening them to see the flexing of her asshole. Glistening cunt juices coated her inner thighs.

"I know your cock is very hard," Shellie finally whispered. "Eating my asshole must have made your sweet cock very, very stiff, baby."

"It's hard as hell, Mom," he replied.

"Put it in me, darling," she whispered. "Put it in my asshole!"

Jay pushed the swollen head of his cock to his mother's flesh. He rubbed the dripping piss hole up and down her thighs, over the cheeks of her ass. Shellie shook and trembled with the feeling, shoving her ass back eagerly. He placed the head of his cock upon her asshole, and gasped with the steaming heat of it.

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Props to Techsan for the editing job. Techsan, I am in awe of your patience and skills. Once again, I have to say that although Lt. Col. Vandervoort and his shattered ankle are entirely real, Daniel is pure fiction. For those of you who have stuck by this story, I thank you profusely for reading it and voting. For those of you just discovering this story, I’d ask you to read all the chapters and vote, vote, vote. Thanks again one and all. Chapter 10 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 ...

Homecoming Ch 09

Once again, I want to thank Techsan for his patience and editing skills. Thanks one and all for keeping up with the story…and voting. Now the disclaimer: Although Lt. Col. Benjamin Vandervoort is a real live person in history, this story is pure fiction and only borrows the name for accuracy of the historical facts surrounding the fictional story…and for dramatic effect. Hope you enjoy. And vote…vote…vote! Chapter 9 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 The twenty-seven year-old Lt. Col....

Homecoming Ch 02

Chapter 2: Tomorrow’s Path I will never for the life of me understand the simple pleasure a woman finds in shopping. Or the seemingly unnecessary consideration of such trivial things as price or practicality. That morning, we went shopping with Mary’s credit card, and aside from valiantly attempting to hide my shock at the prices she paid, I was fairly preoccupied with the knowledge that I now knew what a Ken doll felt like. I was dressed, undressed and redressed so quickly that I barely had...

Homecoming Ch 07

Again, I want to give a shout out to Techsan for the exemplary editing job. Thanks one and all for all of the great comments, and, thanks for reading my story. Readers, please keep up with the comments. They encourage me to get on with the next chapter. They also let me know if I’m going in the right direction. That’s not to say that I am going to give everyone what they want — LOL! But hopefully I can give you a little of what you need…as promised. Cheers and thanks again. Chapter 7 Thanks...

Homecoming meal

Jenny stood at the station waiting for the train, her life had felt so empty these last three weeks spending each night alone and then she heard the train pull into the station. As the passengers disembarked she eagerly searched the throng of people looking for Cassie and there at the back was her beloved Cassie and her heart skipped a beat. Cassie was wearing the dress that Jenny loved, a short flowery summer dress she had bought her when they first met four months ago. She herself was wearing...

Homecoming surprise

Introduction: He expected to surprise his wife. It did not go quite as planned It was dark outside as he headed up the garden path. Alex climbed the few steps which lead onto the patio and made his way across towards window where what little light there was, filtered through from the lounge to leave its dulled glow on the wet patio paving. All day and throughout his journey home hed been looking forward to this moment. It wasnt often he was able to surprise his wife but having tied up the...

Homecoming Meal Ch2

Cassie and Jenny almost ran home, both of them still highly aroused after their steamy encounter in the restaurant. ‘I can’t believe you gave that waitress your phone number, suppose she phones?’ Cassie remarked as they neared their house. ‘Did you see how turned on we made her, I bet she will finish work, go home and finger herself thinking about us.’ Jenny replied, adding ‘Besides if she did join us it would be fun!’ and with that she turned down the path that lead to the front door. As soon...

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The lit windows looked golden and inviting as my rig rumbled toward the little house at the end of the street. The place wasn’t much to look at and the neighborhood had seen better days. But fresh paint and flower boxes dripping with blue pansies made it feel cheerful and homey. Colleen’s eyes flitted anxiously over my shoulder when she opened the door. “I told you never to come here without calling first,” she hissed. She stepped past me to peer east and west. “My husband is due back any...

Homecoming

2005 It was a hot, gritty night. The kind you experience only on the high desert. The long, flat highway rolled-out ahead as would a path through a mountain meadow. Except that here the peaks were rising towers of mist, the valley, sand, wind-blown off the desert floor across which the blue/gray Navy hearse was forced to crawl at snail-speed. A cloud enshrouded full moon did little to help either, unless you’re one of those strange souls for whom the spooky factor gets high marks. Under normal...

Homecoming from the Sandbox

Hello there, my name is Brian and I just got back from a 10 month deployment overseas. 10 months is a long time to go without seeing any friends or family let me tell you. It is also a long time to go without fucking. Due to the rules of our deployment zone, there was absolutely no sex allowed. That and the lack of available women made sure that everyone slept alone at night. Of course I am no wuss so I used Skype and phone sex as often as I could. Phone sex, Skype, and even porn were not...

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