Confession of a Black Cum Eater

I\'m going to tell you what happened to me and my wife Jennifer as it really happened. We went from mild swinging to.well, you\'ll see. It\'s all true.

You have to understand that Jenny is a beautiful gal. Actually, at 5\'4\, 135lbs, long blonde hair and hazel eyes, she\'s a stunner. And believe it or not, she\'s got HUGE tits (38F) and yeah, they\'re real. (She always makes me add that.). Jen also has great legs and a beautifully rounded ass. She just turned 28; I\'m now 31.

Jen comes from an academic family. Her family and friends were pretty repressed about sex. In her college days some of her geek friends got together every now and again for some giggly liaisons, but she didn\'t go for that type of scene. Perhaps because of her enormous breasts, she only wore sweats and other baggy outfits.

I come from a different background. I was considered the \bad-boy\ type during the 80\'s and 90\'s. I was well known for getting it on with willing girls. When Jen and I met she was 18 and yearning to be free from the boredom of her restrictive life. It was the classic case of the repressed girl wanting to break out. For whatever reason, I was her ticket to fun and glamour. After thinking about it, and talking with me, she wanted me to introduce her to everything sex had to offer.

I started slowly. I had her shave and took her shopping for revealing attire. We went out on the town. She\'d heard stories from girlfriends of their first times with guys who had the same amount of experience as they did, and they all were disasters. When we made love I made sure Jen had a great time. What I didn\'t realize is that I was creating a monster.

Over the next few months we continued her \education.\ She was very eager and took to all forms of erotic play like a fish to water. I then moved to Los Angeles. Jen felt cut off from the fun and freedom she had recently discovered. We stayed in contact and met for occasional weekend trips, which resulted in 72 hours of wall-to-wall sex.

A year later I returned to the area. Jen and I were soon married and moved in to a house I was living with a friend of mine, Billy. His girlfriend joined us, and the girls were soon enjoying each other almost more than me and Billy. Jen would do oral with Billy and his girlfriend, or sex with me while they watched. (Jen loved to be watched.) I would sometimes fuck Billy\'s girlfriend, always with a condom. Jen had never liked condoms, so Billy had to settle for suck offs and jerking off over Jen\'s ample tits.

Billy\'s girlfriend was a dancer in a strip club, and Jennifer (who was made for a \titty bar\) soon started working there as a waitress, not as a dancer. We then moved into our own house, and Jenny often brought home girls she worked with, sometimes with their boyfriends or husbands. I also started introducing her to our local swing clubs. She loved them. At the clubs our fun only involved other women or couples. Jen didn\'t want to go beyond oral sex or being watched while I did her.

As she became more experienced, Jen became more aggressive about getting what she wanted. I went the other way. She would approach men and women and invite them in explicit terms to have sex. One night, we were at the favorite club we frequented. We happened to pass by the \Voyeur Room,\ which had windows for three walls. When Jenny saw what was going on inside she became silent. I looked in to see four black men fucking the hell out of Linda, a white girl we\'d played with before.

I saw her husband in the corner in a chair. Linda\'s nylons were holding his arms in place. (I guess he could have moved if he\'d wanted; he was a big guy.) It was strangely erotic to me. I looked over at Jen, who had both hands rubbing herself slowly, one pulling up her frilly skirt a bit, the other slowly but deliberately massaging her soaking pussy lips. Her eyes were fixed on what was going on, as if she was in a trance. I watched her for a couple of minutes, and although she was right beside me, she didn\'t seem to be aware that I and a couple of others were looking at her.

\You\'re staring, honey,\ I said.

\I wish it was me in there instead of her. I loved the look of those beautiful black bodies using her.\

\God, Jen, are you crazy?\

\Look at the savage way they\'re taking her. I love the power they have over her and her husband.\

I was shocked. I\'d never seen her talk like this.

\Honey,\ she said. \I really like watching those black cocks enter her. I can imagine how it must feel.\ Whatever I thought, watching them had created something in her.

I looked back into the room and heard the black guy give a loud groan. He stiffened and quivered as he came. As he pulled out of Linda, one of the other black men untied her husband, Don. He dove between her legs and put his mouth to her crotch. He was gobbling the cum out of his wife\'s open cunt. I was amazed. Here was another creampie lover!

You see, my first sexual experience was with my best friend\'s slutty sister. She was three years older, rather dominant and experienced. When she let me fuck her I got so excited that I came too quickly. She told me to go down on her, so I did. I licked out my cum while she squirmed with pleasure. The taste was wonderful.

Since then I\'d eaten out every woman I ever fucked. I love eating out pussy, but it tastes better after it\'s been fucked. My technique was to perform oral on a girl for a while until she was cumming and then say \Hang on; I\'ll eat it more in just a minute.\ Then I\'d fuck her a while longer, shoot my load, and go down to my creampie treat.

So I\'d been a cum-eater for quite some time when I saw this man in the Voyeur Room enjoy several creampies in a row. This was different. I\'d only eaten my own cum. Or was it? I didn\'t know.

Without missing a beat, the next two black men filled Linda back to back. Again her husband went to his knees between her legs and ate her as we watched it all. By now Jen\'s breasts were rising and falling heavily as she breathed. Her eyes glazed over, and looking down, I saw she had one hand massaging her clit while holding the front of her skirt up, and the other slowly rubbing her dripping pussy.

After the last black man finished, Jen snapped out of it, and all at once turned to me and declared, \I want to do that!\ I was shocked. She\'d never so much as fucked another man, much less a black one, since she\'d been with me.

That evening after when got home I was taken back by the zest Jen showed in wanting to do what she had seen.

\Tim,\ she said, \next Saturday we\'re going back there and I\'m gonna find those guys and talk to them.\

\I don\'t know if that\'s a good idea.\

\When I saw Don eat out Linda I knew you would love to do that too, wouldn\'t you, darling\

\I don\'t know.\

\Whether you like it or not, I\'m going to talk to them and see what happens.\ It seemed odd to hear her saying this because she had been hit on by countless black men before and never even thought about it till that night.

As her she became aggressive about what she wanted, I was taken aback a bit. Still, the flutter in my stomach, and desire for it to happen (and especially this way) took hold of me. I was a bit surprised at how eager I was to surrender my wife to these black guys. It somehow crept out of some dark recesses of my desire.

Anyway, I couldn\'t talk her out of it if I\'d wanted to. The next weekend we went back to the club, and waited. We expected to find at two of the black guys we were somewhat acquainted with. As neither were married, we\'d never asked them to play before, but that was about to change. Being regulars (one, Andre, was a bouncer on some nights and hung out there frequently), they were sure to show up.

Well, Andre and Chris, another black man we\'d seen before, were there. Jen was like a woman possessed. Her eagerness and control of the situation served to make me sit down and shut up. Suddenly it was me who was submissive. Strangely I was getting aroused by the idea of Jen with these guys. She went to the bar and spoke with Andre. I followed a little distance behind and stood off to one side, barely close enough to hear what they said. Jen would do the talking for us.

It wasn\'t the first time either of us had spoken with Andre. He had often approached us when we were looking for other couples. He had a playful way of trying to seduce Jen, saying things like once you go black you never go back. He liked to tell Jen how much he loved white girls with big tits and little waists and rounded hips and asses.

To be perfectly honest here, I am partly responsible for Andre\'s interest in my wife. One night at the club while Jen was in a private room with another couple I took a break at the bar. Andre sidled up to me to chat.

\You got a beautiful lady, Tim. I\'ve been admiring her for a long time. I bet she\'s a great lay.\

I must have been a little intoxicated because I found myself talking to him about just that.

\Yeah, she really loves it. I mean being taken. You know, it makes her feel naughty.\

Somehow I must have also told him that she loved being spanked when getting it from behind or that she really loved having my hair pulled.

Hey, man, she must be really hot. Does she love that when you fuck her?\

\You bet,\ I bragged. \It makes her arch her back more so that she slams onto my cock, although she tells me it can be difficult when her knees are weak after a really powerful orgasm.\

\Man, does she like to cum?\

\Yeah! Jen\'s a real cum queen. Especially when I spank her when she tenses up before she cums. It gives her an even bigger orgasm.\

\I really want to bang her, man.\

I was used to this. A lot of single men approached Jenny at the club.

\You know we only do couples and women. No single guys. I\'m sorry.\

\We\'ll see about that,\ he grinned.

Somehow Andre had let us know that sex the way he and his friends did it would be different. We had chuckled with him about it. Jen had even blushed when he complimented her body in front of his friends. We were polite, but moved away to other women and couples we liked. To his credit, Andre always backed off politely.

Later, Jen mentioned to me that she found Andre attractive, but didn\'t consider his proposals seriously. He didn\'t hound us every night but at least once in a while would try again with the same approach. Each time he walked away saying we probably couldn\'t take it anyways, that we would come around, and that it would be easy when we did.

So when Jen approached him that fateful night he looked rather amused.

\Hi, babe. I knew you would be here.\

Jen seemed to hesitate.

\Have you been thinking about me, babe?

\Yes.\

\I\'ve known for a long time that you would like to be with me. If you\'re serious, you don\'t have to prove it to me. You have to prove it to your husband.\ He bent over and whispered something. I couldn\'t hear. Jen\'s eyes widened.

\I watched you and your friends with Linda last week,\ she murmured.

\Yeah, I know. We took it easy on them. Since you\'re younger I\'m gonna really get loose. But if you want it, you have to do everything I say.\

Jen blushed and looked as if she felt hot all over. When she looked at me I felt like I was watching the most interesting movie I\'d ever seen. Jen sensed I wanted this as much as she did.

Andre gazed at me, smiled, then kissed her deeply and grabbed her ass hard. Over the next couple minutes, I watched him slide her tight spandex skirt up and put his fingers into her. His friend Chris grinned at me.

When we had played before I was always involved, and the farthest swap we\'d enjoyed was oral with the other partner, unless it was me having sex with the other woman. Jen had kept to just oral, except with women, or toys. Now here she was talking with Andre, his fingers working inside of her. Chris reached around and played with her big tits.

I\'d known Jenny wasn\'t wearing underwear to the club, but as I watched, I started to wish I\'d worn jeans instead of my loose fitting slacks, which made covering my raging hard-on all but impossible! I\'d never been this turned on. I knew Andre and his friends, knew how they talked and acted, always talking about their hobby being nailing white women. The previous week I\'d had seen just how nasty and aggressive they had pounded our lady friend. I also knew how Jen liked it done to her, and in the back of my mind understood they were going to make her their slut.

\Hey, Tim,\ said Andre. \Come a bit closer. Your wife tells me how you and she liked watching us last week give it to Linda and how you liked seeing her husband clean her out. She wants me to introduce her to becoming a whore like Linda, don\'t you baby?\

\Yes. I want it.\

\You gotta really want it, hon.\

\I really do want it, please!\

\You want me and my black friends to pound your pussy with our fat pricks?\

\Oh my, yes!\

\We don\'t use condoms. We\'re gonna flood you with our semen and then have hubby here eat it out.\

\He loves creampies!\

\You sure you want to be a Black Cock Whore?\

\YES!\

\And a little white slut who\'ll do anything we want?\

\Yeah. I\'d love to be your slut!\

Andre made Jen drop to her knees right there, next to the bar, and right beside the dance floor, and suck his cock to convince him. She pulled out his cock, and without any hesitation, gave him the best, nastiest blow job I\'ve ever seen her give. His friend Chris ran his fingers through her hair while saying something to her, which made her suck it even more hungrily!

\We have a special friend help us to break in white women,\ said Andre. \You\'re gonna have a new experience. After getting it from him, you\'ll be a different woman.\

He sent Chris to the pool tables in search of this friend who I\'d never met before, but had seen there a few times. His name was Russell. This guy was massive, and didn\'t look like anyone to mess with. When Andre saw that both his friends were ready, he grabbed Jen by the hair, and made her stop sucking his cock and stand up.

For the first time I actually got a real good look at Russell\'s cock. It was HUGE! He was putting it away as I walked nearer him. I couldn\'t take my eyes off it.

He laughed, and said to me, \Here\'s the way it\'s gonna be. I\'m gonna break in this little white girl so she\'ll appreciate black cock. I\'m gonna ram my dick up your wife\'s hole right up to my balls. And then I\'m gonna fuck her silly.\ While listening and nodding blankly, all I could think about was how bad I wanted to see that huge black thing sliding into my wife.

\And honey I like to pull your blonde hair hard as I rip you open and ruin that sweet white pussy. Y\'all ready for that?\

Andre looked at me and gestured for me to follow them as his two friends started down the hall with Jen in tow. Her big tits jiggled in her bra as she tiptoed in her high heels.

Jen looked flushed with excitement, almost as if she were drunk. She told me later she felt a throbbing inside her pussy which craved to have him inside her. She just couldn\'t fight it.

While some sex acts take place in the main room, most people meet up with others, talk for a bit, and head to one of the slightly more secluded areas of the club. They took us into a corridor that led to a private room. Each room at our favorite club has a \theme\ to it. The theme of this particular room was mirrored walls and ceiling. Once in the room Andre told Jen to lie down on the bed.

\Put on a little show for us, slut. Let\'s see what you\'ve got for us.\

Jenny opened her laced up top, exposing her oversize breasts. She fondled them lecherously.

\Magnificent. I love big white tits. Show us your pussy, whore.\

Jen slid her stretchy little skirt up over her hips, and spread her thighs. She rubbed the pussy lips.

\Is this what you want?\

\Yeah, babe. I\'m gonna fuck that cunt!\

\Tim,\ Russell addressed me, \instead of being at the other end of the room I want you to see just how bad your wife is gonna love becoming our slut.\ He told me to lie back on the bed.

\Good,\ said Russell. \Your wife has such a beautiful pink pussy, but she\'s gonna need to be really wet, so you better should eat her.\

\Now, slut, kneel over hubby\'s face in a 69 position, and let him eat you.\ As Jen did so, her huge breasts hung down and rested on my stomach.

As the men undressed I remember thinking: \He\'s gotta be kidding. My wife is always very wet, and at this moment she\'s ten times wetter than I\'ve ever seen her.\

\Don\'t open his pants, slut.\ She did as she was told. My cock was straining and throbbing against the material. Geeze, couldn\'t I even get a suck?

\We\'re gonna do this a bit different than you saw the previous week. A special treat just for you folks.\

I wondered what Jenny had might have said to them. Then Andre\'s thick black penis appeared at the entrance to my wife\'s pussy, its golf ball sized head slowly rubbing up and down her slit an inch above my face. I now knew they wanted me to watch them fuck my wife at the same time I licked her clit.

\Are you ready for it, you little white whore?\

\Yes. Give it to me!\

With a grunt Andre shoved his black prick in deeply, penetrating up to the root. His pubic hairs tickled my nose. Jen trembled and then grunted. Andre then pulled it all the way out for moment. In my position I could hear a slight \pop\ as his penis emerged from the hole. It was glistening with cunt juice.

\How bad do you want it, slut?\

\Very bad! Please put it back in!\

He shoved it back in and then gave it to her hard for about a minute. I could feel Jen tense as she was about to cum. Before she did, Andre pulled out again.

\Now do you want it, whore?\ He pulled her hair and slapped her ass repeatedly the way she loves it.

\Oh, God, give it to me, please fuck me!\ she begged.

\Your hubby is going to have to watch me stretch you out. Do you want him to see that?\

\Yes,\ she moaned. \I want you to cum inside me again and a gain and make Time eat it out. He always loves to eat cum from me.\

\OK, bitch. You asked for it. Now suck Chris while I fuck you.\

As she started sucking Andre\'s friend, he pounded her even harder. Jen loves being filled with cum. She usually has an orgasm just from the feeling of that alone. I knew she was on the birth control regiment she had been on for years, but I still couldn\'t believe that she was gonna let them cum in her.

Andre fucked her like a piston, bringing her to a fever pitch. This time she shook all over as I felt her orgasm. I couldn\'t keep my mouth on her clit; she was grinding and bucking against Andre.

\That\'s a good slut. Is that what you want?\

\Oh my God, yes! This little white girl needs big black cock so badly! I\'ll do anything if you\'ll fuck me all night.\ I was mesmerized by the way his huge cock stretched her cunt out, especially because Jen has really creamy alabaster white skin, and the contrast was incredible. She came at least five times in the next few minutes.

\Oh I love it like this! It\'s soooo good! I want your cock! Please give me more! Fuck me!\

At this Andre tensed and I knew he was about to fill her pussy with his cum. Watching from an inch away his balls pull up and twitch as Andre filled my wife was unreal. Just looking at her very swollen, reddish scarlet, gaping pussy was intense, but when Andre finished pumping into her, then held his cock in her as deep as he could for a couple minutes, while I licked the outside of her pussy.

It didn\'t yet have cum dripping from it, but was frothy around his cock and on the outside. When he finally withdrew, I was ready. Almost before he was completely out, several globs/streams, well rivers actually were sliding out into my mouth. Immediately my tongue dove inside to lick out every bit of cum it could find. The smell was amazing. I felt the heat on my face as her cum covered my cheek and his sperm covered my tongue! It was the first time I\'d eaten another man\'s cum. It tasted wonderful, different from mine. I\'d always eaten my cum from her, but the musky, strong, hot, pungent smell I was used to was diluted compared to the salty-ish, intensely musky-ish aroma I smelled and tasted! It was incredible!

A sexual awakening

As might become apparent to those of you reading this story, Incest isn't my usual genre but, ever willing to try new things I thought it at least worth an attempt.I am sure, you the readers will decide whether or not I should go forward with thisI hope you enjoy

James rolled out of bed, took his shower and dressed for work, all of which he managed to do while still half-asleep.

He stumbled blindly to the kitchen where his dad was sat at the table reading the paper and Susie, his Mum stood at the sink rinsing off a few of the morning's dishes.

Like everyone else Susie was also in the process of getting ready for work, and was dressed in her usual business suit skirt together with crisp white blouse. Her jacket was hung on a nearby chair. Unknown to James, under her skirt she wore tiny black lace panties and a pair of black silk stockings.

James stepped behind her and leaning forward, reached for the cereal box in the cabinet above her head. With one hand opening the door and the other reaching for the box inside he was unable to maintain his balance and found himself pressing against her. It was entirely unintentional.

As he slipped so he found his early morning hard-on pressed between the outer split of her very shapely bum. It was accidental yet still, for both of them it was a significant event. Each of them acutely conscious of the sexual nature of the contact.

James! Susie cried.

James struggled to regain his balance and straighten up, but just for just a moment he was grinding his semi hard cock into her firm butt. In the process, his cock got harder and harder until he was rigid as a piece of pipe.

Oh God! Sorry Mum! I was just trying to slip in and grab the cereal box. He told her as he braced himself for a curt reply.

Yes! I could tell you were trying to slip into something, I just wasn't sure what it was, she answered with more than a little innuendo. Next time be sure you're a little more under control.

Susie turned toward him slightly and for just the briefest of moments James was sure he saw the corners of her mouth turn up in a little grin.

He was surprised at her response and glanced quickly towards the table to see if his dad was aware of the conversation, but he appeared buried in his paper.

Next time I will! he said, immediately regretting he'd opened his mouth to say something so stupid. Knowing full well it was only going to make matters worse. But Susie didn't respond, she only looked up at him out of the corner of her eyes.

James, still feeling flushed, sat down and hurriedly ate his breakfast before hurrying off to work.

Susie meanwhile had continued to rinse the dishes and found her mind wandering. She could still feel the impression of her son's cock pressed against her cheeks. It had been quite awhile since she had had a stiff cock pressed against her like that. Her hubby, had long ago limited his sexual activity to the missionary position once every two weeks and it seemed of late, all he could do was think about work. In fact, he seemed out of things as regards anything sexual.

Susie on the other hand was a very sexual creature who was becoming more and more frustrated with her love life. Even so, stood at the sink, she was slightly shocked and chided herself for the randy thoughts that had gone through her mind while her son had been pressing himself against her arse, and just for a moment she had hoped he wouldn't have regained his balance.

As for James, he had never considered his mother a sex object. Well, at least nothing more than checking out her panties and bra in the clothes basket. Her bra size giving him some idea of how his hands would fit, while the perfume of her worn panties always raised a rigid hard-on that lasted for quite some while.

Today though had been different, and all through work, all he could think of was how good it had felt rubbing himself up against her arse that way. He'd been able to think of nothing else, so by the end of the day, while making his way home, he was unable to remember a single thing that had occurred. The whole day at work was a total blank. His mother's firm round arse cheeks occupied the entire mental capacity of his brain, and his cock grew as hard as a scaffold pole each time he reflected the moment at the sink.

That night he lay in bed and for the first time he hadn't been able to stop himself thinking about his Mum sexually.What had happened that morning had been entirely innocent but, such was the thrill, had gone on to play on his mind all day. He'd even managed to convince himself at one point, that her smiling back at him, as she had done, had meant she had nurtured the same desire.

That night in bed James had beaten his cock senseless. The following morning, as much as his mind kept willing him to do so, he didn't have the guts to try it on again. Instead he sat at the table opposite where Susie was stood at the sink so he could get a perfect view of that coveted sexy arse of hers.

This particular morning she was wearing a grey, pinstriped, pencil skirt and as Susie washed the plates and cups, her arse wiggled back and forth acting like a red flag to her son. Soon he was beginning to regret not having tried it on again and found himself vowing, the next day he was again going to plant his cock between those wiggling, jiggling cheeks.

Susie too had been quick to notice that James had been very careful not to lean over her to get his cereal that morning and she felt a tinge of guilt at the thought she'd felt a little disappointed.

'Good grief! Susie!' she thought to herself, What kind of a thought is that. 'You're feeling bad because your own son didn't put his dick between the cheeks of your arse?' But even then, just before that thought was forced from her mind, she found her mind imagining her sons uncovered cock between the globes of her naked arse. She shook her head, dispelling the image and, shouting her good-byes, she quickly rushed out of the house, glad the drive to work would keep her mind occupied.

Wednesday morning dawned bright and sunny and as usual when James woke he wasn't the least bit surprised to find his cock hard and erect. He climbed out of bed and wondered what he might have been dreaming about that night, that had given him such a hard on? He had no idea, as always he could never remember his dreams but he did find himself wondering if his Mum had been a feature.

He made his way to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He looked down at himself as he dressed, pleased that at twenty years of age he'd been blessed with such a man sized cock. He turned side on towards the mirror and slid a hand under his shaft then gently eased back his foreskin to reveal a thick, bulbous, purple coloured helmet. For a moment he allowed his hand to slid up and down his whole length and as he watched himself in the mirror he started to imagine what it might be like to see his Mum squirming on the end of his dick!

Almost as quickly as the image started he snapped himself out of it then, struggling to push it inside his briefs, he finished off dressing as he convinced himself it would be ok to try the cereal routine once more.

He made his way down the stairs aware he needed to time his entrance right or his mother wouldn't be at the sink doing her usual chores.

He arrived in the kitchen at the precise moment Susie was rinsing the first cup.

Watching his dad carefully as he walked toward the sink, he was convinced the newspaper would keep him from seeing anything that was about to occur unless, that was, his mother called attention to it.

As he stepped closer James could feel the cock in his briefs responding. He lined up directly behind her before leaning forward.

His aim was flawless. His bone hard cock pressed precisely between each curved cheek of her arse and as he allowed his weight to drive him deeper into her crevice he raised on his tip-toes, a pretence at reaching out for the cereal. The resulting movement mocked the fucking action and for a moment he was performing the age-old rhythm against his mother's arse.

Susie gasped at the blatant contact, her mind instantly recording his size and the rigidity of his member. Speech failed her and she could only stand unmoving as he retrieved his cereal and slowly disengaged from his obviously sexual thrust.

Before she could recover her composure, he had moved to the table and poured the cereal into his bowl. A part of her was angry that he should do such a thing and she swung around to face him just as he was pouring the milk. The image of the white milk splashing over the cereal was suddenly all too suggestive and while she had it in mind just what she wanted to say, the words that eventually spilled from her lips were entirely different.

Were you able to reach everything James?

Yeah, thanks, Mum, I got everything.

Good, I was pretty sure you were getting what you wanted, she answered, suddenly stunned by her own innuendo, for it was almost as if she were approving of his actions.

In truth James had expected her to be angry so the innuendo came as a complete surprise, implying that she was aware of what he was going to do and wasn't keeping him from doing it.

Work that day was a bigger drag than the previous day. Eventually, with his thoughts enhanced by the mornings events he could take no more. James went into the restroom where he pumped his stiff member until he had twice shot a load against the wall of the stall. It relieved him, made him feel better, but even so, his cock was only slightly less hard. He wondered how his mother would treat him during the evening.

After James had left for work, Susie had about fifteen minutes until she too had to leave. She moved as though in a fugue. She kept on replaying what had happened and was having a difficult time accepting the fact that her own son had made sexual advances to her. She had little doubt that the first time on Monday had been an accident, but there was no mistaking the episode today for anything but for what it was. James had deliberately thrust his hard cock against her arse, even going so far as thrusting upward after the initial contact to increase the sexual connotation of his movements.

Her first reaction had been to hope her husband hadn't seen it, while for the next few seconds she had been too involved in the feeling of the rigid cock between her tight spheres to think of anything else. Finally she had come to her senses with the realisation that the pole between the cheeks of her arse was her son's cock, and was there through no accident. But in truth she had far bigger concerns, for what worried her most were her panties, which had become soaked when her pussy flooded as she realized that her own son was dry Fucking her arse.That flooding had almost been her downfall. She hadn't been that turned on since the first time a boy played with her bare tits in school. In all their marriage years her hubby had never been able to arouse her to that pitch and now her own son had sparked a drenching desire.Afterward, she had felt weak at the knees, and rather than finish the dishes, she had grabbed her coffee and sat down at the table. Her hubby had looked at her strangely.

Aren't you feeling well? He asked.

I'm fine, just a little tired. I've had a hard couple of days this week and it's just catching up to me. 'It certainly was hard,' she thought to herself as her mind fought to fill her head with desire once more.

Maybe you should take a couple of days off. Don't forget, I'm away on Sunday for a few days in London. Maybe you could come along?

Oh, I'll be fine. A couple of nights of rest and the week-end off should fix me right up. 'A good screwing would help too,' she thought.

Okay, whatever you say, he answered, appearing unconcerned that she'd just declined a few days away with him.

The phone cut short any further conversation. It was her best friend, Anne, asking her to meet her after work and help pick out a dress for a Friday party she was planning on attending. Susie accepted immediately. It would mean she would be out when James got home and he would be in his room for the night by the time she got back from shopping. She wasn't sure she could face him; she didn't know how to handle this morning's incident.

James too was relieved to find his mother gone for the evening. Like her he wasn't sure how he would respond if challenged on the incident during breakfast. As it was, he saw a movie was going to be on TV that he had been waiting to see.

He made himself a snack and sat down to watch it.

At just after about ten thirty his dad put down his paper and said he was going to bed.

An hour later, just as the movie was ending his Mum arrived home. James couldn't face her and kept his eyes glued to the screen.

Did your dad go to bed? Susie asked.

Yeah, about ten, James responded. Still not able to turn and face her.

Susie looked at her watch and knew he would already be sound asleep. She walked around the chair he was sitting in and stood between him and the TV.

You had better not let your dad catch you at the little game you're playing in the mornings. In truth it wasn't exactly the words she'd meant to say.

I won't, he said, his eyes still avoiding contact with hers.

That's not what I meant, James. she replied as she studied him for a moment.

It had been her intention to tell him to stop what he was doing but suddenly her mind reminded her of how hard he had been that morning. Her voice dropped to hushed tones and instead of a reprimand she found herself saying,

You'd better be sure of what you want before you try to get it.

For the first time James looked up at her.

What? he asked, more than a little confused.

You heard me! Better think it over carefully. She said before turning and making her way up to bed.

A few minutes after, James too went to bed only to find himself tossing and turning til the small hours as his mind thought over and over his mother's comments. By the time he did eventually make it to sleep he had already decided that come the dawn he was going to feel her arse again. He was just too hung up on her to give up. He wasn't even sure he understood her remarks.

Thursday, he again rose on time and went through a similar ritual in the bathroom, this time, as he stroked his hand along the length of his cock, finding it easier still to picture her hanging off the end of it.

He was anxious to get to the kitchen, but again he found it hard to stuff his cock back inside his briefs and had to wait until his raging hard-on had cooled slightly. Not that he wanted it flaccid. He wanted to be hard enough to force his mother's cheeks apart as he pushed against her. He was hoping her little talk would make her think he wouldn't try anything this morning. Finally he went down the hall and entered the kitchen. His mother was just leaving the table. She stopped in the middle of the room.

Good morning, honey, you're up early this morning, she said.

Couldn't sleep. I guess I was looking forward to getting started today, he replied with more than a little innuendo.

Would you like me to get your cereal? she asked.

No, that's okay!. Some things make me feel better when I do them for myself. But James didn't move toward the cereal shelf. He stood in the doorway into the kitchen.

Susie continued to stand in the middle of the kitchen for another moment, then surprising even herself, she picked up the dishes and cups from the table and moved towards the worktop. Leaning against the front, she began running water into the sink. She was bent over slightly with her curvy, firm arse pushed back. James looked on and could see there was no visible panty line showing beneath the trim, black skirt.

He waited only another minute then, checking to see that his dad was still engrossed in his daily paper, he moved toward the cabinet above his Mum's head.

Just as he'd been the previous day, he found himself directly behind her, though if anything, this time she appeared more bent over than usual though it could have been his over active imagination.

It took him another few seconds to make up his mind to continue with his usual contact. Then throwing caution to the wind he moved forward.

The very thought of what he was about to do and the fact that his mother had gone to the sink when she could have remained in the middle of the room until he had retrieved his cereal, caused his cock to harden into a full blown erection.

James lined up and leaned against his mother's fleshy rear-end. He heard her gasp as his rigid cock spread her cheeks. This time he knew she was aware he was doing it on purpose rather than by accident and could have stopped it if she wished. As his hand contacted the cereal box so his cock rode, not just up, but up and down his mother's arse in a fucking motion between her cheeks. He was all too aware they weren't alone and realised the risk he was taking, but his rock hard cock would not be denied.

Susie stopped washing the dishes for a moment and stood with her head tilted forward, almost in a stance of submission. In fact for a moment, James thought he felt her pressing back against his throbbing rod.

He continued his sexual advances against her arse for much longer than he'd previously done, until she turned her head to look toward her hubby.

James knew she was checking to be sure they were not being observed.

Still she said nothing. Just stood there allowing him to rub his erection hard over her arse until finally his sanity returned and he grabbed the cereal box and pulled his cock away.

He heard her sigh and saw her straighten up and again continue to rinse the dishes as she had in the past.

James ate quickly as under the table his hand was trying to suppress his hard cock down where it wouldn't be visible when he got up to leave. Finally he finished.

He said his good-byes and then, doing something he seldom did, he walked to the sink and kissed his mother on the back of her neck.

Bye, Mum, see you tonight.

He heard her gasp at his kiss and she turned her head and looked him in the eye.

Good-bye, honey, I'll see you when you get home.

He couldn't read the look in her eyes, but it certainly didn't look encouraging. He guessed he was in for a lecture when she got home that evening. He hoped that was all it was going to be.then again, as he felt his cock twitch he realised it was well wortha simple lecture.

Susie was stunned by the morning's events. She was well aware she could have waited until James had gotten his cereal before she moved to the sink. By not waiting she had opened herself up to the incestuous contact. She tried to claim to herself that she didn't have time to wait, that she had to get the dishes rinsed off and get ready for work. But even that excuse wasn't able to explain why her pussy had begun to flood when she saw Andy waiting by the door for her to go to the sink.

It also didn't explain why she was so wet at this very moment. Wet enough that she wondered if her juices were going to saturate her panties and run down her leg for everyone to view. The question she was afraid to ask herself was what was she going to do about her son dry Fucking her every morning at breakfast.

As she played this thought around and around in her head, it struck her then, she knew what she would like to do. but mothers didn't do that with their sons.

All that day she was in a confused state, making errors she would never normally have made. Every time she sat down at work she thought she could feel his cock pressed against her arse. By the time she drove into the driveway at home she was able to think of nothing else and was certainly not prepared for her son arriving at the same time as a friend dropped him off outside the house.

James walked up to his mother and took hold of her door just as she spread her legs to get out of her car. He was treated to the sight of her stockinged legs, stocking tops and panties as her skirt slid to her crotch.

Susie, aware of her sons eyes, was unable to recover quick enough. Even lifting her other leg to close the wide spread, what seemed to them both like minutes, but were in reality seconds, left her wide open to his searching eyes.

In the past he would have turned away, but now he couldn't tear his gaze from her displayed charms.

If you like looking at my panties that much, When I take them off I'll give them to you. Or were you expecting a view of something else? Susie said, a touch of irritation in her voice.

I'm sorry, Mum but I couldn't help it, you're so beautiful that's all!

Susie was stunned. Of all the things James could have said, he had blurted out the one thing that could cool her anger. He hadn't tried to lie his way out of it or come up with a smart remark, but had told her exactly how he felt.

Hmmmm! But, aren't you forgetting I'm your mother? What's been happening lately isn't proper behaviour between a mother and her son.

She watched as James's grin turned into a broad smile.

But didn't you tell me to be sure of what I wanted before I try to get it? he asked, his eyes now set on hers. Well I'm sure of what I want. he added, biting down on his bottom lip as he waited for what he was sure was going to be a curt response.

James! I didn't really mean that. What you're thinking just can't happen, it just can't.

Susie suddenly realized that all during their talk she had never fully closed her legs. God, it was no wonder he was acting like he was. She stood up, pushed the car door shut and made her way toward the house. The situation had gotten out of hand. Her feelings were getting in the way of basic, family morals.

Friday morning the phone rang early It was Susie's place of work. They needed her in early. She dressed quickly and left before James was up. She was thankful she had postponed another incident with her horny son. Tomorrow was Saturday, maybe she would get a chance to cool down his raging hormones before things got totally out of hand.

With just his father present that morning, James ate his breakfast in silence. The whole day at work he was edgy and hard to get along with. His best friend called him a jerk. James of course didn't try to explain. What could he say, 'I'm mad because I didn't get to push my dick against my Mum's size ten arse!'

When dinner was over he went straight to his room. His mother had put on a robe that reached from her ankle to her chin. He wasn't likely to get any views of her gorgeous body anyway. He went to bed looking forward to the morning.

As James walked into the kitchen the next day, he heard his dad pulling out of the drive on his way to play golf. He felt the onrushing smile before it spread across his face, it meant that he was alone with his Mum.

Susie was sat at the kitchen table drinking her coffee. Her body shivered with tension when James came through the doorway.

You're up early for a Saturday, she said. Her gaze flicked to his crotch where he already was showing a sizeable bulge. Her mouth went dry, and once again she could feel her pussy spasm. 'Oh God!' she thought, 'I'm like a teenager, ready for sex when a male walks by.'But she wasn't ready for sex, well at least she shouldn't be, this was her son she was lusting after.

Why not? he replied. I've a feeling this is going to turn into a good day!

James had stopped just inside the doorway. He glanced at the cereal cabinet then back to his Mum making no move to walk in that direction.

Susie was acutely aware of his actions and kept telling herself not to give him any opportunity to force himself against her. The phone jarred her out of her thoughts, and without thinking she rose and went to answer it in the lounge. It was her friend Anne, anxious to tell her about the party of the previous evening.

James was more than a little disappointed for soon after that he heard her yell a 'Goodbye!' 'See you later!' then heard the front door close and her car start up and drive off.

James was up early on Sunday, he was anxious to see what the next session with his mother was going to entail. Since he wasnt supposed to press his raging hard-on against her arse while his dad was around he wasnt sure how he would be able to play with his mothers sexy body.

He stopped at the kitchen door to get a feel for the situation before he ventured in. His mother was standing near the table wearing a straight skirt, which stopped just above her knees, and a figure hugging, pink, wide poloneck type top.

Again he could only marvel at how well her choice of clothes showed off her tantalising curves but he was also disappointed that he certainly wasnt going to be able to get a view of those luscious tits of hers. He figured she was dressed to take his dad to the airport and could only hope she would change when she got home. It was then that he started to picture himself undressing her and his cock began to slowly rise inside his trousers . Nervously he crossed to the cereal cabinet and grabbed the box and as quickly dropped into the nearest chair.

Oh, hi, honey, Susie said. I didnt hear you come in, Im glad youre up already, I was just going to come up and wake you. I think it would be nice if you took your dad to the airport. It will give the two of you a chance to chat.

Alongside him, at the table, his dad grunted. James wasnt sure if his dad was agreeing with her or was against the idea or, that it was simply his way of saying hello.

Ahh sure Mum, Id be glad to! he said while inside he was anything but glad.

So far as James was concerned, he and his dad had little in common, well, unless you counted a bare cock pressed against his mother's naked arse. He was sure they had both shared that experience, of course.just at different times.

You'd better eat up! Im about ready to go. his father told him.

Ill be ready in five minutes. Just have to run upstairs and get my wallet, I wasnt planning on going out.

Ok! Ill be in the car, Ive already loaded by bags, he replied.

James finished off his breakfast and raced to his room. 'Thank god my stiff cock has wilted,' he thought.

He clumped down the stairs and moved quickly toward the kitchen. For the first time in days his mind was on something other than his Mother and so wasnt prepared for the picture that greeted him as he charged into the kitchen.

His mother was stood facing him in the middle of the room. She had pulled the neck of her poloneck down over both shoulders, stretching the material to its limit. First glance told him straight away she wasn't wearing a bra and though she wasn't completely exposed, nonetheless he could just make out the different shade of her nipples and had a perfect view of the cherry tattoo on her left breast as she provocatively thrust her tits in his direction. He stopped dead, his mind in a whirl, taken aback by this new look Mum! And if that wasn't enough, what she said next shook him to the core.

Well? Would you like a lick before you go? his mother asked, her voice sultry.

For a moment James just stood there, rooted to the spot, not sure if he had heard her right?

Well? she prompted again, this time lifting a hand to draw her slender, manicured fingers down over her left breast.

Ohhhh Fuck! was all he could say, his eyes firmly fixed to the hand that was even now teasing its fingers back and forth over the soft material of her top, stimulating an already visibly outlined nipple.

Well if you are going to, you had better hurry, because your dad will want to get going!

Oh God, Mum, would I? he groaned as his brain finally allowed his legs to regain some movement.

James moved quickly towards her and as he stood in front of her he watched in wide eyed fascination as his mother eased down one side of her top. It wasn't by much, but enough to show off her left nipple.

James groaned once more as her finger and thumb started to pinch and pluck, sensuously at her teat.

Aware his father was outside in the car waiting, he bent forward and pushing his mother's hand away he opened his mouth and closed his lips around her cherry like bud, using his tongue to roll it back and forth between his lips.

Susie moaned quietly, then allowed her hand to slip around the back of his head, pulling him closer.

Suck, baby! Suck me! Feel how firm they are waiting for you to nurse from them. Ohhh, yes, baby, suck! Suck on Mummys titties!

James sucked and licked, running his tongue around and around the hard cherry like bud. Susie groaned as the tingling sensation slowly but surely spread from her nipple all the way down to her pussy.

Suddenly she pushed him away.

Thats enough James! That's enough for now. Later, later, baby, youll get more.

The previous evening Susie had lay awake in bed listening to the sound of her hubby snoring. It was a sound that usually dulled her senses but that night she had lay there replaying over and over in her mind what had been happening.

She had tried to put such thoughts out of her head but the more she tried, the more they came back with a vengeance and each time it seemed to her all she was doing was denying her own feelings.She'd turned towards her hubby and had slipped her hand around his body in the hope it would comfort her, but it had only achieved the opposite. she had ached. She'd started to see his body as that of her son.and again and again her mind kept replaying the feel of his strapping cock as he'd pressed it into her arse from behind.It was then she had finally reached between her legs and slipping a hand inside her panties she'd found herself so wet. Wet with desire.desire for her sons cock.the cock that she'd foolishly allowed him to press against her arse.

She'd masturbated that night with a rhythm and force she had never been able to achieve before.She'd pictured the two of them in the kitchen.he had slipped up behind her.her hubby had been sat at the table reading his paper.her son had again reached for the cereals but this time he had lifted her skirt high with his free hand and spreading her stockinged legs, pulling her panties to one side, he had plunged his cock home doggy style!

In her mind she had screamed for him to stop. She had screamed out his name! She had cursed him! But her curses had turned to screams of delight, of pure pleasure as he'd set about taking her over that sink.and all the while her hubby had read on and on and on.as if oblivious to what his son was doing to his wife.

She had come like never before.and she'd known then that this was only the start of things.she thought of her sons words.I KNOW WHAT I WANT NOW he'd said.She'd finally fallen asleep, having made up her mind.if that's what he wanted, then why should she deny him.

Susie reached out for his crotch and grasped his steel hard cock that was pressing its shape firmly against his trousers.

Take it out for me baby! Hurry, I want to see it! she urged.

But what if dad comes back in? James asked nervously.

He wont, hes probably out there stewing about being late, but dont worry there's plenty of time. You will still get to the airport two hours early, enough time to go through all the new check-in procedures.

James had already unzipped his trousers but was now having a difficult time trying to get the rigid piece of meat out of his briefs and out through the fly.

Susie didnt want to wait, she pulled his belt open, unhooked the metal tab and yanked his trousers down, watching as they dropped to his ankles. She smoothed her hand over the considerable bulge in his briefs, her eyes closed as she tried to picture it in her minds eye before releasing it for real.

James was groaning now.a apart of him revelling in the gentle, delicate caress of his mother's hands, while another side of him was trying to convince himself this wasn't all just a dream and that any second he would wake up.

He glanced towards the window nervous of the idea, any moment they could be found out.

His mother appeared to have no such nerves. she reached for the waistband to his briefs and tugging it down, released his cock. His pipe like shaft sprang upright, bouncing. Once.twice.three times before settling in an upright position, inches from his belly.

Susie took a step back then, grasping her skirt at the hem, she shuffled it up her slender thighs until her panty clad pussy came clearly into view. Her eyes widened as she noted her sons cock twitch. If possible, James's member had become harder still and as it began to twitch, so it looked to Susie like a giant snake about to strike at its prey. Susie groaned in her lust.

She moved toward her son and grabbing his massive erection she bent it down until it was pointing straight out from his body. Slowly, she edged against her son guiding his raging cock between her legs, his bloated plum coloured knob rubbing firmly against her already soaked panties that cupped her wet pussy. Finally he was as tight against her as possible.

Oh Fuck Mum! I think Im. His voice was cut off as Susie pressed her mouth to his. Her tongue thrust into his mouth to duel with his.

Susie tried to close her mind to what she was doing.She feared for what was happening, that here she was snogging.yes snogging, for this was no ordinary son to mother kiss. Snogging with her own son.and with such passion!

Their heads twisted and turned.their lips sucking one minute, lunging the next the two of them, at least for the moment, unable to get enough of one another.and all the while his cock remained between her legs.his bell shaped knob rubbing hard on her clit over her sopping wet panties.

James's could feel his balls begin tightening, aware his spunk was now well and truly filling them up, churning at the base of his shaft. His seed was seconds away from erupting from the purple head of his thrusting cock. The cock that was nestled between his mothers stockinged legs. The cock that was nestled against his mothers pussy. The cock his mother was squeezing between her thighs.

Susie too was aware of his dilemma, she stepped back from her son; his cock sprang upward as it slipped from its nest between her legs.

You have to go, baby, your dad is waiting. Well continue this later, she husked at him once more.

Ohhh shit Mum! You cant mean that, I was so close, so close. he said, unable to believe his mother could be so cruel.

Now, baby you feel what I felt on those mornings when you pushed your hard-on against me then left me all hot and bothered. But there is one difference. You have my promise I will take care of you later tonight. In the meantime, you can dream about how you had your cock between your mothers legs. And I dont want you masturbating today. Do you understand? she hissed at him.

James was shaking from the tension, though still a part of him found it hard to accept he was actually having this conversation with his mother.

I understand. But how am I going to walk to the car, it will take a week for this to go down. He pointed to his pole-like member.

Susie giggled. Alright, just a minute. She made her way to the door and opening it called out to her hubby.

Hell be out in just a minute hun! He had to go to the bathroom. she yelled

She immediately turned back to face her son. Okay baby! she said. You can masturbate just this one time.

James turned, ready to make his way from the kitchen and up the stairs to the bathroom.

Oh no you dont! his mother told him. If youre going to insist on jerking off, youre going to do it right here.!

Mum!

Susie's smile turned to a wicked grin. Dont 'Mum!' me. If you're going to toss yourself off, then I think it's only fair I watch. After all Im the one that got it hard for you.

Susie stepped back slightly more than aware of what a tease she was being. Go on, get started, you dont have much time, she ordered, grinning from ear to ear. She could feel her pussy flooding even more than it already had from his earlier action.

James was too horny to continue being embarrassed. Slipping a hand around his thick, veiny shaft, he began a slow stroke up and down his thick cock.

Susie leaned back against the worktop then drawing the hem of her skirt upwards, she pushed her hand inside her panties forcing them down below her pussy, her sole intention being that her son stare at her while he beat on his cock.

Look James! Look what mummy's got for you! Isn't this what you've wanted these past few days? Your mummy's pussy?

Oh Shit Mum! James groaned. Yourpussy. your cunt! It's awesome!

For a brief moment Susie was shocked that such words would come from her son's mouth. Then reality hit home. after all, what could shock her any more than the knowledge her own son had desires for her.and worse still.she him.

She eased one of her fingers in between her wet pussy lips, it's tip igniting a ripple of sensation up through her body. His words again rang through her mind. She smiled to herself as she decided she could play at that game too.

Yes James. Mummy's pussy.mummy's cunt! Tell me how much you want mummy's cunt?

James bit down on his lip. Such was his arousal he had to fight to keep his eyes open, not wanting to miss what was on show.

I want it bad! he moaned. It makes me want to shoot a stream clear across the room. I want to cum! Ive got to cum! Ohhh Fuck! Fuck!.Oh God! he growled as he realised he was so so close, aware it wouldnt take much more, especially since he was staring at his mothers open burning pussy.

Susie slipped her finger from inside her pussy and in full view of her son began to finger her clit.feeling its swollen shape between finger and thumb.

James groaned in disbelief.unable to comprehend what his eyes were seeing.his own mother wanking on her clit right in front of his eyes.

Cum for me, baby! Cum like you did on my arse last night, she teased as Susie recalled some of her dream.

You remember my arse dont you, honey? Susie continued, Mummys arse that you shot your spunk over, that you greased up so nice. Do it, honey, do it to me again! Cum for me baby!.Mummy wants to see her little boy shooting his spunk! Cum for me!

James's mind was reeling. He had not the slightest idea what his mother was talking about but it didn't matter. The sight of her alone was bad enough but her words of encouragement were sending him over the edge.

Ohhhhhhhh Shitttttttttttt! Here it is, Mum, here it is! Ohhhhhhh, Mum, Ohhh Fuck Mum!

Susie looked down at his cock as it started to jerk violently in his hand. Thick white ropes of spunk rocketed from the end of his purple coloured helmet. Jet after jet splashing against her thighs, splashing against her legs, and spraying her feet. She groaned.she had never seen a cock empty itself so violently, so fast and there was just sooooo much spunk.

Finally the flow ebbed to a finish, as a last thick creamy drop ran down over James's curled fingers.

Susie stood there, using the worktop as a means of support, her own breath now ragged, the result of watching her son beat off for her.

Oh, honey, that was marvellous. Ive never seen anyone ejaculate so much. It's been so long I'd forgotten just how good a young man can be and I can see Im going to have a real ball draining you dry.

Susie looked down to admire her son's now flagging cock Amazed, though he had just emptied his balls for her it was still not entirely soft. She pulled up her panties and moved towards him, her hand reaching out to lift his chin so his eyes met hers.

You had better go. Your father will be getting anxious. But before you do there is something I have to say.

James's eyes remained locked with his mothers as she continued.

It was you who started this game between us and while it was wrong for you to have done so, it was far more wrong of me to have allowed it to happen. But.Now that it has, and so long as it is still what you want, then I suggest we explore its boundaries. Is that what you would like?

James smiled. Hmmm! More than you could ever know! he replied.

Susie stepped close and slipping her hand around the back of his neck she drew him into an embrace.They kissed, not like a mother would kiss her son but like lovers.passionate lovers. She eased back.

You're old enough to realise James, Mothers arent supposed to do these things with their sons, but if this is what you want I am happy for it to continue.

James said nothing, he simply nodded his approval.

Good! his mother said, adding, In which case, from now on Mummy is going to teach you. I am going to teach you foreplay and the joys of how to pleasure a woman, and believe me, she added as she reached down to run her hand over his flagging cock. Mummy is going to enjoy teaching you, and yes. teasing you. And soon enough James, I know there is going to come a time when it is going to feel right that Mummy lets you Fuck her.

Oh Shit Mum, Ohhh Shit! You just made me come in my briefs. Now I have to go change. Dad is going to kill me.

Susie laughed. She'd almost forgotten about her hubby being outside.

Yes, you really had better go. Well discuss it a little more tonight. Better hurry, I think I hear your dad coming up the path!

Susie grabbed a towel and began wiping off her legs and cleaning up the mess on the floor. She was still on her hands and knees when she heard the door open.

What the hell is James doing? her hubby demanded to know as he pushed open the door.

I just spilled some sauce and it got on his trousers. He ran up to change he will be right there. Dont yell at him, it was my fault, she lied.

Okay, but tell him to move fast we have to get on the road. The door slammed and Susie heaved a sigh of relief, all too aware of how close a shave that had been.

A minute later James returned to the kitchen.

Could you have less clothes on when I get back? he asked.

Susie smiled and stepped towards him, putting her arms around his neck.

She gave him a peck on the lips.

But Honey! That's the art of seduction. she teased. You have to learn that nothing comes easily. You have to work for that. She grinned. Besides, didn't anyone ever tell you a woman looks far sexier when she's holding something back?

James was about to answer when she continued.

Feel my pussy, Honey! Stick your hand inside my panties and run your fingers through my wet pussy. I want you to carry the smell of my hot pussy with you all the way out and back.

James eagerly lifted his sexy Mother's skirt and slipping a hand inside her panties he allowed his fingers to slide up the slippery lips of her foaming pussy. Susie sighed at his lustful, incestuous touch. James wiggled his fingers in the wide-open channel then slowly withdrew his hand. Wanting to show his mother he had no inhibitions he lifted the hand to his lips and sucked his fingers into his mouth.

Mmmmmm! Good! he whispered.

Still aroused from before, the sight of her son licking her juices from his fingertips caused her pussy to spasm. Her body ached with a real need.a desire.her juices started to flow once more.

Oh God, James! Im cumming honey! Just seeing you sucking on your fingers has made me cum, Ohhhh, Honey! she moaned.

Susie slumped against the worktop. Shaking!.It took her a minute to catch her breath. She turned to face him.

Thats the first time in my life Ive come without someone or something touching me. Jesus Honey! You had better get out of here and take your dad to the airport before I find I can't let you go. Go on baby or who knows what will happen

Maybe Id get to Fuck you, Mum? he said.

Susie smiled. Hmmmmm! Was all she answered as her son finally made his way out to the car.

She stood by the window watching as the car pulled out onto the road, almost unaware she was still running her fingers over her pussy as she watched them disappear from sight.

She turned and made her way from the kitchen and as she climbed the stairs, heading for her bedroom she began to wonder just how the rest of this day would unfold.

My Sister Punam

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