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Then, on Friday night, she called me down to the living room to sit with her on the sofa.
"Honey, I've been giving what you said some serious thought; I know finding a woman to take care of your needs wouldn't work because I think it's something more than just sex for you."
"Yeah."
"That's what I thought." She said.
"You did"?
"Yes, what mother doesn't know her boy. Look, This isn't easy for me, but I've decided to meet you half way."
"What do you mean 'half way'"? I asked questioningly.
"What I mean is, I'll let you play with it, you know, my ass."
"I don't know what you mean, mom."
"You can touch it, smell it, whatever you want, but you may not penetrate me. I draw the line there. I can't have my own son put his thing into my bottom I think it not fair. That wouldn't be right and it's bad enough that I'm allowing you to do this to me because you are my own flesh and my loving son. It's against the law. If anyone ever found out about this, I'd be thrown in jail and you'd end up in foster care or at your aunts so…. that’ not allowed you."
"Mom, I would never tell a soul. Honest." This was not what I was hoping for but I figured it was better than nothing and at least it would let me have some of her sweet ass even though it was under her terms.
"You understand this is not something pleasurable for me. I'm only doing this in hopes of getting you back to normal. By the way, only my panties are to come off. Do you understand"?
"I guess." I said sadly.
"Don't feel so down. If you really want to, we can start right now. What do you say."
She reached over and ruffled my hair the way mom's like to do. My cock got painfully hard just thinking about what I was going to do to her gorgeous ass that my dreaming place.
She told me to give her a few minutes before coming into her bedroom. I watched as my mom, or rather her big, juicy ass, climbed the stairs while each cheek deliciously swayed from side to side ooooh! It is terrible to see that sacking ass.
After waiting for more than five minutes, I went up the stairs to her bedroom and stopped by the door. The door was slightly ajar like the bathroom door was when I was eighteen when I caught her scrubbing the wall. I wondered if she did that intentionally to get me to remember that erotic incident. Probably not. Anyway, I slowly pushed her door open with my sweaty palm. The view inside steadily became wider as the door opened more. Finally, the goddess called mom was waiting for me in the center of her bed. My breath caught in my throat when I saw her on her hands and knees. I felt my blood rise to my face as my heart beat faster. Sweat formed on my forehead and my mouth went dry. That familiar shaking of my hands started again as I stared with big eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
In the center of the bed, my mom was waiting on her hands and knees with her thonged ass in the air oH1 god it was my dreaming place ever lasting feels enter. When she caught my eye, she lowered herself on to her elbows while resting the side of her face on her forearms. This move increased her arch even more which really brought out her plump heart-shaped ass. I think my mouth was getting wet because I had to stop a bit of drool from escaping the corner of my mouth. I shuffled over to her touching the side of the bed with my knees. I tried to take in her scent from where I stood, hoping her ass musk would reach my nostrils from this distance. Instead, only her sweet perfume licked my nostrils, which made my cock feel like it was about to tear a hole in my shorts. She was wearing white thongs, which looked so sexy against her lightly tanned skin. The top strap bit into her juicy hip making it pop out, wanting to be squeezed and kneaded while the back rode deep into her crack coming into contact with the one hole I longed to be in.
"It's okay honey. Come up on the bed behind mommy."
She noticed the bulge in my shorts as I climbed on the bed next to her. The view was even better from the rear as I got to truly appreciate those soft, doughy globes of her ass. She looked over her shoulder with a smile and said I could begin but I was not to touch her anywhere else since this was for my mental health and not for my pleasure. If she only knew. With shaking hands I reached out to palm the round flesh I hungered for all these years. The feeling was indescribable, at least to this eighteen year old. The difference between her cool soft panties and her warm soft flesh sent a charge straight down to my already stiff cock.
I slowly moved my hands around her soft ass—kneading, pinching, and pulling it like dough. After a few minutes of this, I moved my face down to take in her sweet smell. Her lovely cheeks surrounded my face and warmed my skin as I deeply inhaled her natural fragrance. I sniffed like a like a boy possessed. Her ass had a faint underarm smell to it, but I wasn't complaining, in fact, her scent drove me to another level of savage lust and desire.
It was time now. I reached up and grasped the sides of her panties, slowly pulling it down over her curves as it hugged her round heart-shaped ass. I stopped just under her bottom cheeks. This made her ass bubble out even more if that was possible. Man! What a sight it was Ia m very lucky man having this ass is my own mother’s and now it is visible to my naked eyes. I reached up and pried her cheeks wide apart which caused her pussy lips to come apart revealing her pink interior. She gasped at this.
" Are you okay mom"? I earnestly asked.
"Fine dear, just wasn't expecting that."
Her puckered hole was absolutely perfect unlike some of those women in those raunchy magazines who either had assholes that look destroyed or had nasty birthmarks on them. Not this queen of asses, though. She had a nice pink shade that covered the straight ridges which began from the center of her hole and ended right on the outer edge of her circle. I continued to deeply inhale her scent and then decided to go in for a kiss. As my lips came into contact with her rosebud, her sphincter twitched—sending me into a lustful rage. I attacked and slobbered all over that puckered hole of hers—licking, sucking, and scraping down the center with my front teeth.
She moaned as I devoured her little star, lapping away, knowing no end to this feast. I felt like a shark on a feeding frenzy with its eyes rolled back revealing its whites. I kept sucking at her asshole for what must've been a good twenty minutes hoping to bring it out to the size of her nipple if I could. When I was done eating, the little pink grooves stood out engorged with blood. It looked very red and raw at the same time. I felt her crinkly hole beckoning me to softly glide the tip of my tongue over each individual ridge to sooth away her soreness.
During this time of devouring my mother's asshole, my cock felt like it was ready to split its skin. It was so damn hard. I desperately needed to feel her tight channel around my throbbing member, milking my balls of all their juice, but, I knew fucking her was a no, no. I couldn't stop now; I was too close to my goal. I just had to have her ass, but I also needed a plan—and fast!
Then it hit me like a shit load of bricks, I'll tell her I want to gently probe her sphincter with my fingers. And while I'm doing that, I'll ask her if it's alright for me to stick my thumb in her ass since its a bit fatter than my other fingers. When its time to use my thumb, I'll insert my cock instead. They're both about the same width with my cock being bigger of course. I know it sounds like bad planning on my part but you have to remember something—I 'm desperate.
"Mom, can I put my fingers in you"? I asked as sweetly and politely as I could. She took a moment to think about that. I was almost sure she was going to deny me when she said:
"Okay, but just a little. First, go to the bathroom and get the Vaseline from the medicine cabinet. I need to be lubricated before you do any probing."
I beamed with happiness. I really began to think that this just might work, if I don't screw anything up until then. I raced off to the bathroom and grabbed the small jar of goop and was back behind her upturned ass in under a second. I dipped my middle finger and scooped out a large glop and gently applied it to her raw hole, moving around in circles to get her used to the feeling. After doing this for some time I noticed her sphincter didn't contract as much as it did before, which I took as my cue to gently insert my lubed finger into her burning asshole. I pushed in slowly as her puckered hole began sucking my finger deep into her forbidden depths. It was so damn sexy to watch but nothing prepared me for what happened next: when I began to pull my finger back, her sphincter obscenely grabbed on to my finger and came out about a good half-inch. This time the drool escaped my mouth and fell to the mattress. I had seen this in magazines but it seemed only a very few women had this ability. Her words broke me out of my fixation. fixation.
"You're staring at how my asshole pulls out, aren't you. Your dad was fascinated by that for some reason. It must be a guy thing. I guess like father, like son."
"It's so unbelievably sexy, mom. Your beautiful."
"Why thank you, Rick."
I almost came seeing this sight when I did it a couple of times, so I looked at the bed spread to calm myself down a little before a geyser erupted in my shorts. It wasn't time for my big finale, yet. I pushed back in half way just to pull back and watch that spectacle again. I couldn't take it anymore. I decided the next time I pulled my finger out, I was going to replace it with my throbbing cock. I slowly inched my finger out while, at the same time, releasing my cock from my drawers. I moved the tip to where my finger had been and rubbed around her rosebud. Man! The feeling was beyond belief. Pre-cum was leaking from my cockhead which I smeared all over her tight hole. I wanted her to still believe it was my finger doing all the rubbing. After I felt it was too much, I told her I was going to push my thumb in her ass. Instead, I pushed the head of my cock in real slow and ready to hold her hips if she decided to struggle, which I knew she probably, would.
I pushed in a little more and she gasped but said to go slow. Looking down at my uncut cock, I could see the skin pulling back from the pressure of getting into her sweet ass. As I pushed in more, the bulbous head of my dick came out of its sheath into the open, revealing its angry head. The veins on my cock stood out like they were going to pop under the strain. After a few more seconds of penetration, the head finally lodged itself into the ring of her tight asshole almost making me spill my juice into her rectum. I was trying my best not to cum until I could bottom out deep into her bowels. I knew once my thighs mad contact with hers, the game would be up, so I took it nice and slow pushing in another inch. Then another. She grunted when I cleared her ring but didn't tell me to stop. I took that as a good sign.
I now had at least three of my six inches of meat packed into her round, bubble butt. I used my left had to pry her cheek to the side watching her sphincter stretch away from the side of my hard cock. This had the effect of loosening her muscles up and letting me in quicker. I would've used my other hand to help but then she would start to question what was really in her ass. Not a good plan. I pushed in another two inches and thought it was time to pull back before our thighs came into contact. Her sphincter really stretched out with my cock this time until only my head was in her warm sleeve. I then reversed my direction and pushed in but with more force to get a rhythm going. I loved how her tight, pink hole clamped around my stiff pipe drawing me closer to that long awaited end. I picked up the pace since I knew it wouldn't be long now. My cock plunged to the base making our thighs come into contact. I didn't mean for that to happen, but at this point, I was too far gone to have cared if she found out that I was fucking her with my cock instead of my thumb. In fact, I wanted her to know it was her son plowing that sweet ass of hers. This way I could sink in the last inch of my cock and finally close the gap between us. I wanted to feel those warm cheeks resting up against my thighs as I hammered into her buttery hole.
When she felt my hands grip her by the hips, she didn't make the connection until it was too late. She made an attempt to move forward but my iron grip kept her in place. My mom struggled a little more but I guess she realized it was just better to let me have my way with her. She made this sexy moan every time my heavy balls slapped her opening pussy lips. After awhile I began to feel something sticky and wet form on the front of my nut sacks. I looked down as my cock sawed in and out of her pink hole and noticed a thick string of her juice stretch from her pussy to my balls each time I pulled out to my head. Knowing that I was responsible for making my hot mother wet made my balls twitch out of control. I knew I only has seconds before I blew my load into her ass yes it is my dreaming time reached my many years dreams come true. She made one final attempt to get me not to fuck her anymore:
"Uh! Rick."
She tried to talk but I was pile-driving her so hard, the air left her lungs.
"Uh! You tricked me. Uh! I'm your mother; you're not supposed to fuck me. Oh! How can you do this to me? Why, uh! Rick? Why? Oh! No rick oh! Noooo!!!!"
"I...couldn't help...uh! help it, mom. I need you so bad. I need this beautiful fascinating ass."
I couldn't talk anymore; the portion of my brain that operated on instinct took over. All reasoning was gone. I was reduced to the level of a Neanderthal. I became a savage bent on tearing her ass apart!
Her sphincter muscles began to twitch out of control. I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I would be coating the walls of her bowels with my potent cream. I pried both halves of her plump cheeks far apart. Her sphincter stretched so wide I thought it would tear at any moment. Just then, I heard a deep groan come from my mother's lips. She had that look women have when they're ready to give birth. Suddenly, her groan turned into a loud scream which took me by surprise. Her slim fingers clutched the sheets until the whites of her knuckles showed through. At that moment, I felt a warm liquid spray onto my balls. It felt like pee more than anything else. I glanced down and realized my mother was cumming yes she tooooo enjoy what her own son done. And really hard, too. She squirted her love juice all over my balls and thighs. This sent me over the edge. I pounded her sexy ass for about six strokes until I felt the beginning of my load make its way up my cock-shaft. I told her to get ready as my cockhead jerked and swelled, unleashing my scalding cream into my pretty mother's ass. I yelled as I pumped load after load deep into her bowels.
"Ahh! Ahh! Ahhhhh! Oh mommy I can't stop, you feel so good." I thought my cum would stop but it kept on coming like a hose, until my balls felt completely drained of their contents.
The feeling was so intense that I almost passed out until I gulped some air into my lungs and my vision returned to normal.
I felt faint and out of breath and my cock looked as if a fine layer of skin had been rubbed off. It was raw with a reddish hue from all the friction it went through. Her ass made a slurping sound as I pulled my cock out. Her anal hole was wide open and my white cum was sliding down to her pussy like volcanic lava . I never saw anything like it before. It made me want to rim her gaping hole, which is exactly what I did. I dove in to slurp at her dilated hole as she caught her breath. I licked the inner walls of her rectum clockwise then counter clockwise all the while slobbering copious amounts of saliva around her abused entrance. I was a starving mad man licking away at her flesh and giving her the rimming of her life. She tried to pull away but I held on for dear life. It was so good, that is, until her hole closed around my tongue preventing me from moving around. Since it made sense at the time, I decided butt fuck her with my tongue until my jaw got tired. She told me to stop with a hint of anger in her voice. When I didn't relent, she slammed her lovely ass against my nose stinging the hell out of it. At that point I knew fun time was over. She told me to get out of her room as she turned over to sit on her pear-ass. I noticed her eyes were wet and red from crying. I told her that I loved her and walked back to my room leaving her sobbing on her bed.
My mother never allowed me access to her ass again and told me she was very disappointed in me. I tried to explain my feelings for her but she wouldn't listen. A few weeks after the event, she finally came around and we had a much needed talk. She was embarrassed by the fact that I made her reveal an intimate part of herself, which was that she was a squirter. She explained it only happened when she came really hard. But, the real thing that bothered her was how I took advantage of her ass in such a way. I told her lust took over my mind and that I still loved and respected her. I asked for her forgiveness with tears in my eyes. I guess I must've reached that part of her heart only a son could gain access to. Thinking back on it, she told me it was a small price to pay if it meant having her son back to normal. I kissed her on the cheek and told her I would always desire her more than any other woman. She smiled at that and said she knew but told me to forget because it wasn't going to happen.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot: I was grounded for six whole months for not respecting her wishes. It was harsh but I knew I deserved it. I'm going to keep trying to win her heart. It's my mission—whatever it takes!
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This was supposed to be a routine mission, but as usual although starting out easy it rapidly turned fubar. I didn't have a second but instead had gotten saddled with a radio specialist that was afraid of his own shadow. We were supposed to be testing some new type of radio that scrambled the signal so that the VC couldn't listen to our transmissions. Although a good idea the A Shaw wasn't a good place to test it. I had been overruled by the General and was ordered to go out with this...
"Dammit Chung, how the hell are they still tracking us. We got rid of all the dogs with Ling's balls of CS and itch powder. We haven't heard a bark since yesterday afternoon but they are still on our asses. We are about an hour ahead of them by my thoughts and we need a rest." This whole fiasco started with a simple recon mission to check on two of the small roads in the Mekong that seemed to have picked up a lot of new traffic. We had been asked by the Seals out of Dong Tam to check the...
I know many of you thought I would end this series with a big battle and blood and gore and etc., but I thought I would end it in a different way. I know all of you have heard of the Tet Offensive and I described some of it in the previous mission, and I will throw a few things in to describe it a little more, but I mainly wanted to give you my impression of my time in country. I stepped off the plane in Vietnam at the ripe old age of 17 1/2 years old because some remf screwed up my...
This story is about neha,a simple girl from Punjab who has been a brave girl all through her life..she belongs to a middle class family and right from her school days she had been good at sports..Which helped her have a well toned figure.Like any other Punjab girl,she has mass at the right places making her a beautiful young lady..She was always approached by guys but she was not in favour of having sex before marriage..After her exploits in sports,she was offered a job by the Punjab police and...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of complete fiction and my imagination. It's my very first story too, so go easy on me. Your comments and feedback are very important to me and I do plan to continue this story as a series until I think the story should end. Please do not use or re- post my work without permission. I can be contacted at [email protected]. The Mission by T.L. Chapter 1 I'd say it was like any other Sunday. My dad calling from downstairs, wondering if today...
Benny lived in the fictional Latin American country of Val Verde, a sunny paradise but also a developing country where a brutal inequality existed, Benny himself was raised in the big city of New York and was extremely street smart and wise for a latin boy in his late 20's. Benny could only dream of having sex with the fair daughters of the rich bastards that came to use and exploit the natural water springs close to where he lived, not that Benny didn't have enough sluts to play with from his...
Another Mission By Jane Hudson It was a lovely March day in Chicago. My wife had just moved her business there; she was running an Engineering Supply Company. Most of her contracts were with the new female run United States Government. The year is 2052 almost nine years after the three day war that marked the end of the war on Terror, it was also called WW3. That October day when the world finally went mad would always be with us in our lives. My name is Jack Patterson, it was...
By Jax_Teller It was Aglom 32.870 and I was just getting underway with the retrofitted space craft Deflax. As a corporation Morox had spent a lot of money to repair this old ship, bringing her up to date and they had done some inventive upgrades. I took the job as Captain because this ship had a better than not chance of completing its mission. Often these journeys lost crews along the way and continued on remote for years before a new crew caught up with the ship. Often during...
This is a continuation:Black Widow submits to S.H.I.E.L.D http://xhamster.com/user/penelopeslut/posts/524285.htmlBlack Widow rises, while another falls between her...http://xhamster.com/user/penelopeslut/posts/529468.htmlBlack Widow Sexual Espionagehttp://xhamster.com/user/penelopeslut/posts/544277.htmlBlack Widow Spy vs Miraclehttps://xhamster.com/stories/black-widow-spy-vs-miracle-567124Present DayAvengers TowerNew YorkA lone Avenger walked casually through the luxurious communal area of the...
As the traffickers wanted innocent girls, one of the most important things was to cover her tattoos in a way, which would withstand different conditions. Penny contacted a friend, who was an expert in these matters, and soon, Lilly tattoos were begin covered with a water-proof paint, perfectly matching the color of her skin. She liked how the procedure, combined with a bare pussy, made her look so young, and fragile. But instead of pondering on the innocence that was ripped from her at her...
At D-Day minus six months Jerry and I had, by satellite imagery, located a site on the continent of Plutus that roughly matched the terrain that Navy Intelligence had designated as our target on Metek’at IV. Jerry and I set up a sand table (really a holograph projector built into a table) and invited in the CO, XO, and NCOs that we would be working with on our chunk of the mission. If we were going to write a plan for the mission, we certainly wanted input from the troops who were going to...
The Sissy Mission series consists of short-short stories designed to give ideas for domme/sub play, solo "outings," or just for your reading enjoyment! The goal is to have a dozen vignettes. --CA Sissy Mission 5: Stacked Sissy By Cheryl Alison Everyone in the hardware store was staring at me. The checkout lady at the front of the store stared when I walked in. The mother and her teenage daughter stared. The guy in the back at the engine shop stared as I walked by. As I...
I run a mission organization that coordinates volunteers for short- and long-term projects helping orphanages, clinics, and schools in 3rd world countries. Our office is located in a small town next to a conservative Bible College and Seminary. It is a great location because our operating costs are low, there are many students who want to go on mission projects, and we make contacts with future pastors who can steer project volunteers and, more importantly, donors our way once they are...
Group Captain Montague's Mission By Vivienne Marcus One: The young British officer stood straight as a musket on the varnished wooden floor of the office on the seventh floor of the Whitehall Headquarters of the Secret Service. There were three other people in the room. Ahead of him, sitting behind an imposing oak desk topped with well worn dark green leather was a short gray-haired man in a dark brown tweed suit. He had a neatly trimmed moustache. A straight pipe was...
Now, the reason that I had been avoiding doing my “racial duty,” and getting lots of pretty girls pregnant, is that after being around for over a half-century, I’ve kind of lost the taste for casual fucking around. I know, I know. Big talk from a guy with a harem. But I wasn’t fucking around in my harem; I was supporting them and their kids. We were family. Most of my distaste for casual fucking around was caused by the number of relationships that I have seen hit the rocks and sink over...
Wonder Woman flew her invisible plane through the dark sky heading west out of Washington, D.C., the home of the IADC agency, of which she was the most famous field agent in their history. However, she had only rejoined the agency 4 days ago after a 30 year absence. She had returned to her home on Paradise Island back then because Orcs, large fierce green creatures, had invaded the Amazons. Thirty years later after the war had ended and the defenses had been strengthened so no such surprise...
Polly was leading me quickly from the restaurant where I had eaten her as well as an omelet made to appear as a portrait of myself arriving at the resort. “Spectacular performance in handling that volatile situation with Ruth. It was about to end badly. She is an exceptionally good agent, but still way too green to pull off a mission such as this. The CIA really needs to spend more time finding young looking agents that can properly get into their cover identities. She just blew seven years...
The airdrome was quiet this day. The fog that had crept in like a thief in the night still lay heavy on the land. The airplanes stood like silent statues as the mist soften their shapes. They lined the green grass landing strip which faded to gray in the fog. Mechanics and guards drifted in and out, shapes with no form. They called to each other in weird, muffled, and distorted voices. The men who flew these lighter than air craft moved like shadows towards the stone farmhouse that served as...
I looked up over the vehicle to see Jimmy waving to me to say that the visitor was okay. Deep down I knew that we should exercise much better security; at the same time I realized that we had such a small site that any incursion would be final. The only way to avoid capture would be to be elsewhere, we three weren't going to fight off shit. "Lieutenant Nichols, what can I do for you ma'am?" The LT was our platoon leader, and the main reason that Stretch and I were here. I had given a...
Sissy Mission 7: Lawnmower Sissy By Cheryl Alison It was a Sunday evening and Mistress and I were lazing around watching TV trying to avoid the reality of work on Monday morning. The Simpsons was on, and Homer and Flanders had made a little bet. Somehow, they both lost and had to mow their respective lawns wearing their wives' Sunday dresses. I looked at Mistress and I knew that another Sissy Mission was probably in my future! "Hmmm," was all she said. I knew I was in for...
The Mission By Mister Double U "My name is Colonel Donald Armstrong Wilson," the man behind the desk said. "And I am the head of Operation Turkish Bath." He walked out from behind the desk and paced the room. Sergeant Riley, head of the guards, stood next to him at full attention. "You have been chosen for a very important, top secret mission." Wilson continued. "One that will involve the elimination of one of the great enemies of the United States of America." He cleared his...
One nice thing about stopping in to the division HQ is the food. They had actual cooks and hot grub. The coffee didn't come out of a pouch either. The cooks had adopted Kat as much as anybody had and whenever she came through the line her tray was piled up too high to see over. One of them would usually help her get to the table with it. It is almost sickening to see a big burly Master Sergeant with more hair coming out of his ears than on his head try to hold the door for the little girl in...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
“Goodbye! Have fun and be safe!” my mother yelled out the passenger window, worried about sending her son halfway across the country. “I will!” I yelled back to her. I really did not want to go on the mission trip as mission trips are just a giant circle jerk for Jesus where in the end the beneficiary/community does not gain too much. “Trevor, you’re going to be riding in van number four right over there” said Greg, our mission trip coordinator. I made my way over to the van and was excited...