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-- Family Stud --
It was one of the worst snowstorms ever to hit Augusta, Maine.
The snow was up to the window sills and all the roads were closed so
I could not possibly make it to my classes at high school.
When Dad divorced Mom, he received the family residence, and Mom
took two small rental houses. She rented one out, while she and I
lived in the other. Our house had all electric heat and no facility
for burning wood. With the electric power off because of the
snowstorm, the house temperature went down to fifteen degrees. My
teeth were chattering so loudly that they sounded like a machine gun.
Mom pulled the electric blanket off of her bed and dug a feather
bedcover out of the closet. After she put it on her bed, she
suggested that I crawl in the bed with her as I probably would be too
cold alone in my own bed. Inasmuch as we had gotten up only to
observe the snow, neither of us were dressed. I threw my bath robe
on Mom's bed and climbed under the feather bedcover with her. My
teeth stopped chattering once I became warm, and I soon drifted off
to sleep. When I awoke, I immediately became aware of Mother's warm
hand inside my pajamas -- fondling my erect cock.
"Forgive me if my actions shock you, but it has been a long time
since I have been in bed with a man. In your sleep you rolled over
against me, and I just became so hot and horny that I couldn't resist
fondling your love instrument. I'm sure you're not a virgin, so
hopefully you can understand your mother's problem," she whispered.
I told her that rather than having her go to bed with a strange
man to satisfy her hunger for sex, I could see no reason why I should
not become the man in her life -- at least until one of us married.
She hugged me in a tight embrace and told me what wonderful and
understanding son she thought that I was, and how she would be proud
to have me as the man in her life.
We squirmed out of our night clothes without exposing our bodies
to the cold, and once naked, our hands explored each other's bodies.
Our mouths locked in a passionate kiss as our tongues entwined with
each other. Our hands left a trail of electrifying sparks wherever
they touched.
Mother was making pleasurable moans as my fingers stroked her
aroused, blood-engorged pussy lips and I nibbled on her erect,
pointed nipples. The moment my finger entered her wet pussy, she
moaned ecstatically, and her body trembled as she experienced her
first climax in months. She was kneading my balls and teasing the
pulsating head of my throbbing cock by tracing small circles on the
tight skin of my purple knob.
I warned her that my cock was about to spill its load, and unless
I put it in her pussy immediately, my cum would be shooting all over
the bed. She responded immediately by rolling on her back and
spreading her legs so that I could roll into her saddle. Once I was
inside her, I guided my cock against her dripping pussy and gave a
mighty thrust. The soft folds of her hot twat parted, and her snatch
lived up to its name; it swallowed my throbbing cock in one gulp.
Once my joystick was buried to the hilt, she clamped down with
her cunt muscles, and her hole was as tight as any virgin hole. We
immediately found a rhythm, and as my cock sawed in and out of her
tight pussy, the room was filled with moans, grunts, and sighs as
Mother's pussy received the sexual pleasures it had been missing for
months. I was slamming my cock into her love-channel like it was a
battering ram. Each time I slammed my cock in as far as it would go,
my balls slapped against her steaming pussy, and she screamed and
bucked her ass harder. When I yelled that I was going to come, she
clamped her cunt muscles around my cock like a pair of shoes that are
two sizes too small. My cock exploded, and I thought it would never
stop erupting, because after each spurt she would tighten her pussy
and shut off the flow of my cream. The moment she relaxed, another
gob would shoot right out.
When my jism slammed into Mom's love canal, she screamed and
clawed my back as her body trembled uncontrollably, and her orgasm
exploded every nerve in her body. After she trembled out of control
for about a minute, she pulled me into her arms and whispered,
"David, I don't know where you got your experience, but I never had a
better fuck in my whole life." Before we rested, she milked my cock
dry with her talented cunt, holding it its grip until it was so soft
it finally slipped out on its own.
As we lay in each other's arms, she told me that I would never
have to worry about her getting pregnant when we were fucking because
many years ago she had had a hysterectomy. She told me that she
already knew that I was sexually active when she found some rubbers
in the pocket of my pants that were to go to the cleaners. She said
that she had often thought about suggesting that we make love
together, but was much too embarrassed to suggest it -- until we were
in bed together and she became so horny, she just could not help
fondling my cock.
The rest of the day, except for making a quick run to the
bathroom and eating some crackers, we fucked. Mostly we used
missionary style so we would not throw the covers off the bed and
freeze our asses. However, when the electricity came back on and the
house heated up, we engaged in oral sex and tried out other different
positions.
When I fucked Mom in the ass, it was my first time at anal sex,
and I found it every exciting to say the least. Mother told me that
Daddy used to fuck her ass at least once a week, and that she really
enjoyed having a man's dick up her ass. And when I fingered her clit
while my cock was sawing in and out of her asshole, she had some very
intense orgasms, and the feeling created by fucking her ass increased
my own arousal and gave me some really strong ejaculations.
For the winter, I kept Mom's bed warm, while here orifices gave
my cock a hot welcome three or four times a week. I was so involved
in fucking my mother that I did not have any energy left to fuck any
of my regular girlfriends.
*****
A couple of weeks before school closed for summer vacation, one
afternoon, I came home and Mother showed me a letter she had received
from her sister Joan, from Texas. Joan had invited Mother and me to
spend the summer at her ranch. Joan is a couple of years younger
than Mother and from her pictures, she looks to every bit as sexy as
Mom.
Mom asked me if I would like to go, and I replied that I had
nothing planned for the summer and Aunt Joan's invitation sounded
great to me -- if we could afford the plane fare. Mom told me that
she had enough money for the plane fare and even some left over for
luxuries. That very night Mom wrote Aunt Joan and told her that we
would come as soon as my school was out.
Aunt Joan met us at Dallas/Fort Worth Airport, and then we drove
for another hour in Aunt Joan's Caddy to her ranch. Aunt Joan's
husband was killed in an automobile accident about a year earlier and
had left her financially well-off. She had a daughter who was away
at boarding school but would be home in a couple of weeks.
When we walked through the airport and I had the opportunity to
look at all the beautiful Texas women, I sprang a bone -- just
thinking what it would be like to be stranded on a desert island with
a dozen of them. When I called her Aunt Joan, she promptly told me
to call her Joan, as Aunt Joan made her feel old.
Joan was wearing short shorts and a halter, and as we rode along,
I was sitting in the middle, between her and Mom. As Joan's bare leg
pressed against my thigh, I could not control the messages that were
going from my brain to my cock and before long, my pants were
sporting a noticeable bulge, but I was sure that it was not missed by
Joan.
At the ranch, Mother and I had separate rooms. One afternoon
when Mother felt a little horny, she came to my room for a little
afternoon sex. I was pumping her pussy like a Texas jackrabbit when
Joan walked in. I was so embarrassed that I lost my hard-on.
Mother laughed at my embarrassment and told me that she had told
Joan about how my wonderful love-tool kept her happy and how, when
she and Joan were younger, they had made pact always to share
anything that was worthwhile with each other. It seemed that Joan
wanted to share my body.
I told Joan to strip out of her clothes and join us on the bed.
When I saw that Joan had a shaved pussy, I knew that I was going to
have to satisfy curiosity immediately of what it would be like to
suck such a naked pussy.
I told her to move into a position so that I could eat her pussy
while I fucked Mother with my cock, which at that time had regained
its stiffness. Joan lay on her back and drew her knees up and spread
her thighs real wide, exposing her puffy, pink, wet pussy lips.
On taking a moment to look at Joan's shaved pussy, I was amazed
when I put my finger in her cunt, and that when I pulled it out, her
inner flesh momentarily clung to my finger. I could see that the
inside of her cunt was a deeper shade of pink. My desire to suck her
inviting pussy took over, and seconds later my nose was pushing the
soft fold of her vagina aside and my tongue was licking her hot,
slippery cunt lips. Her salty juices were flowing into my mouth.
She was moaning ecstatically, and her hand on my head was holding my
mouth against her flooding, happy hole. When my tongue found her
aroused clit, I found it to be much larger than Mother's. I was able
to nibble gently on it, which caused Joan to buck her ass and scream
for me to nibble harder and make her come. I obliged her and was
quickly rewarded with an outpouring of her juices that almost made me
gag.
While I was busy sucking Joan, Mother was milking my cock with
her talented cunt muscles. When she did her squeeze-and-relax
routine, she was almost always successful in making me shoot my load
without any real effort on my part.
By the time I was finished eating Joan's delicious pussy,
Mother's talented cunt had brought me to a climax, and I just
collapsed from sheer exhaustion.
Later that afternoon, I fucked Joan doggie-style and found her to
be as good a fuck as Mom. As I lay resting, and Joan and Mother were
cleaning my cock with their tongues, I wondered if I would be able to
survive the summer keeping both Mother's and Joan's cunts contented
and satisfied.
But I was soon to find out that I would have THREE sex-hungry
women to keep satisfied.
The second week in June, Irene, Joan's sixteen-year-old daughter,
came home from school. Irene was probably one of the most beautiful
girls I have ever laid eyes on. She was about five-eight, with a
figure that would win any beauty contest she wanted to enter. Her
boobs were high and firm, and she didn't wear a bra. Her hair was
shoulder length and was a beautiful shade of auburn. Her green eyes
sparkled, and I could hardly wait until her sexy mouth could give me
a blow job.
I really did not have to wait long before I received my wish.
That night, Irene came into my bedroom and crawled into bed with me.
She told me that Joan and Mother decided that tonight would be just
ours. From the moment she entered the room, my cock stared getting
hard. I threw back the sheet and lay on my back and told her I
wanted her to get my cock to maximum hardness using just her tongue
and mouth. In other words, I wanted to start our relationship with a
Texas blow job.
She started by giving me French kiss that set my body on fire.
Next she started on a tongue bath, licking the beads of perspiration
from my chest and belly. Her licking was driving me wild, and I was
squirming and thrashing as she licked. When I thrashed too hard, she
straddled my head and pushed her dripping cunt into my face and told
me to shut up and suck her pussy instead. She tantalized me further
when she only licked around my throbbing erection. She licked all
the way down to my toes, and when she sucked my big toe -- I thought
I was going to shoot off before I could put my cock in her mouth.
Slowly, she licked her way back up my legs -- until I felt her tongue
caressing my aching balls. I pushed her cunt off my face and
screamed that my cock was ready to explode any second and for her to
please quit teasing.
Irene twisted my balls so hard that I yelped in pain, and my cock
went limp. However, my pain was over seconds later when I felt her
ruby lips closing over my plum-colored cockhead. Her tongue swirled
around the rim of my bulbous purple knob, setting its sensitive nerve
ends on fire.
When she deep-throated my shaft, I thought I would go out of my
mind. She bobbed her head up and down, and each time, my cockhead
bumped against the back of her talented throat, bringing my cock
closer to its exploding point. Her pussy was flooding like Niagara
Falls, and her sucking on my cock intensified as I licked her
dripping pussy and drank her flowing nectar.
My cock held off coming as long as possible before it erupted
like a dormant volcano suddenly coming to life. I must have shot a
pint of hot cream into her throat. Irene was a super blow job
artist. Not only did she give me the most exciting blow job I ever
had, but she swallowed my entire load and didn't lose a drop. While
Mother and Joan were both talented cocksuckers, I would have to
declare Irene the real winner.
The rest of the night I fucked my cousin in every position I
could think of -- until we became so exhausted we could not fuck any
longer. The next day we slept until noon.
After fucking my three horny women every day for a week, my
pecker was so sore from excessive use that I had to take a couple of
days off to rest. In the meantime, the girls got their jollies by
going down on each other, while I watched.
While I would not trade my summer vacation for anything, I often
found myself thinking about getting back to Maine where I will have
only Mother's pussy to keep satisfied.