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Copyright © 1997, Baron Darkside. ALL Rights Reserved
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com.
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(1) Disclaimer One: This Is A Work Of Fiction; It Is Not True!
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While Some Characters Who Appear In This Story May Be Under The Age Of
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Eighteen, They Are Not Abused And No Abuse Is Intended Or Implied (If
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You Disagree With My Definition Of Abuse, I'm Sorry).
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(2) Disclaimer Two: If You Are Underage (Under The Age Of Eighteen
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(18)), Or In Locations That By Law, Preclude You From Reading Sexual
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Material, You Should Stop Reading This Material Now!!
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(3) Disclaimer Three: If You Are, Now Or Have Ever Been, Offended
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By Sex, Incest Or Any Other Subject Of A Sexual Nature, Please Avoid
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This Story. (I Would Also Suggest You Seek The Services Of A
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Psychologist.
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(4) Disclaimer Four: This Is For Adults, And Contains Adult Oriented
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Material. If You Are Not An Adult, Either Chronologically, Mentally
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Or Sexually, Please Do Not Read Any Further Or You Will Be Offended
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(Probably).
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(5) Disclaimer Five: The Author Of This Story Wishes To Remain
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Anonymous, However I Retain All Copy Rights.
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INCESTUOUS FANTASIES OF MOTHERS AND SONS
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Fantasy Number 41 (Mother's New Found Lover)
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A Tale of Incest
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by Incestual Dreamer, a Baron of the Darkside
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Susan Meadows, divorced one year earlier, now lived alone with
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her seventeen year old son, Justin. During the year following
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the Divorce, Susan had tried dating a couple of times. But, she
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found it was just too soon for her to venture back out into
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society with a man in a one on one situation.
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The trauma of the divorce had caused her to withdraw from the
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outside world and her entire life was centered on her son,
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Justin who had become her close friend and confidant. She did
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maintain a friendship with Gloria, one of her friends at work
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who became her only real contact with the outside world. It was
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strange in one way, she thought, she had established such a
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secure relationship with her son, she felt comfortable going to
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him with almost any type of problem. He seemed to always there
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when she needed him. It was wonderful to have someone she could
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be so open with and not have to worry about saying or doing the
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wrong thing. It was like being married without the sex, she
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told herself one day after Justin had helped her solve another
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problem that had had her stumped. It would be nice to have some
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sex, too, she thought longingly, but that would come she hoped.
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At least she had someone she could lean on.
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After several attempts, Gloria finally talked her into going
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out with one of Gloria's friends.
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Saturday, the day of her date finally rolled around. When she
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awoke, her stomach was already turning flip-flops at the
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thought of having to go out with a man. She was having second,
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and third thoughts about agreeing to such foolhardiness.
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Rolling out of bed, she was on the verge of calling up Gloria
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and canceling the date, but finally decided against it.
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Time seemed to fly by and before she knew it, it was time to
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start getting dressed.
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Going up to her room, she locked her door and started going
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through her closet searching for just the right ensemble to wear
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on her date. It seemed to take her hours to select the
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appropriate outfit, but she finally chose a soft, clinging dress
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of red velvet that would properly display off her considerable
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assets.
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The dress was short enough to show off her long, beautifully
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curved legs but at the same time it wasn't too short to seem
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risqu_. It was cut low enough to reveal a vast expanse of
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cleavage allowing her to flaunt the obvious magnificence of her
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impressive bosom. That decision made, she now had to choose
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matching underwear. This was her first date in months and she
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doubted that they would reach a stage of intimacy that would
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disclose her choice, however one never could tell, she thought.
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Another twenty minutes elapsed as she dug through her
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chest-of-drawers. Finally succumbing to time restraints, she
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chose a matching set of panties, a brassiere and a garter belt
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and tossed them on the bed beside her dress.
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As she stood looking down at her choice of apparel, she
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realized that she had butterflies the size of elephants flying
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around in her stomach. Maybe it would be best to call it off,
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she thought. Then, thinking that a shower might quiet her, she
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hurried into her bathroom and turned on the shower.
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Stepping under the hot, stinging spray, she let the needles of
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water dance over her body as she thought about how long it had
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been since she had been with a man. Looking down at her body,
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she was proud of what she saw. Her breasts, big and soft were a
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little droopy, but remained amazingly resilient for a woman who
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was over forty. It was funny, she thought, that she couldn't
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even admit to herself that she was over forty-five. Running her
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hands over the soft firmness of her large, jutting breast, she
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confidentially lifted them and fondled them for a while. With
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age, her breasts had shrunk down from forty-two Ds to a forty C,
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but they could still turn eyes whenever she wanted to show them
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off. Finally she moved her hands away from her magnificent
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breasts and ran them down over her firm, flat stomach. She
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exercised faithfully and her hard, flat belly had only a small
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insignificant little paunch that she felt was sexy and not
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unattractive. Letting her hand slip down further, she ran her
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fingers through her soft, silky pubic hair covering her
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underbelly. Searching through the tawny, brown fur, she found
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her sensitive little clitoris sticking out, begging for
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attention. It had been too long since she had sex. She hadn't
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even masturbated recently and she was afraid to touch herself
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too much or she would have a quick orgasm. She didn't want for
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that to happen, she thought, but maybe on the other hand it
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might take the edge of her nervousness.
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Deciding against bringing herself to an orgasm, she ran her
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hands down her long, silky legs, letting them slide over the
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beautifully shaped curves all the way down to her dainty little
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feet. Pleased with her appearance, she hurriedly soaped up and
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washed herself from top to bottom. After she had her beautiful
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body covered with lather, she stepped under the water and rinsed
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herself off. After letting the warm water cascade down over her
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for several moments, she finally bent down and turned off the
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water. Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and
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proceeded to dry herself. Glancing down at her watch, she saw
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that she needed to hurry and tripped back into her bedroom and
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went about dressing.
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Bending down, sending her big, soft breasts into paroxysms of
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jiggling, wiggling dances, she picked up her panties and quickly
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pulled them up her long, statuesque legs. Tugging on the high
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cut panties, she was satisfied with the way they covered her
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womanhood with their soft sheerness. Watching her breasts
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jiggle and wiggle sexily in the mirror, she reached down to her
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brassiere. She had briefly thought about going braless, but
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begrudgingly conceded that no matter how uncomfortable a
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brassiere was, she had to wear one. Her breasts were just too
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large and heavy for the dress to support alone. Reluctantly
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picking up the brassiere, she slipped it on backwards with the
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cups in the back. Fastening the clasp of the brassiere, she
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quickly spun the brassiere around until it was properly
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positioned with the cups under her big, swollen breasts.
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Pulling frilly cups up over the soft, pliant mounds of flesh,
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she slipped her arms through the shoulder straps. Then with
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another soft tug, she forced the bra up even farther, pleased
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with the way it pushed her big, soft breasts together creating a
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deep, inciting chasm between her mountainous breasts. A few
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more pokes and prods and she had her breasts settled into the
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frilly brassiere. She could imagine her date's surprise and
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delight, if he knew that she wore a garter under her revealing
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semi-mini-skirt. Quickly wrapping the belt around her taut,
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firm belly, she fastened it and dangled the short straps down
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her long bare legs. Picking a pair of hose with a tiny, almost
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indiscernible pattern, she hurried about pulling them on.
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Pulling the thin, smooth hose up, she fastened them to her
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garter in the front and rear. Shortly, she stood before the
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mirror wearing her brassiere, panties, garter and hose. Quiet
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sexy, she thought to herself as she strode over to the bed and
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picked up her dress. Slipping it over her head, she let it fall
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down over her body, covering her risqu_ underwear. Tugging it
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down, pushing and poking a little here and a little there, she
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was pleased with the way the dress fit her. Looking at herself
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in the mirror, she turned around and saw that her pert little
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butt stuck out proudly, proclaiming her sexuality to the world.
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Turning back around, she looked into the mirror and saw that her
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bosom was provocatively displayed showing off most of her huge,
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billowing breasts. Maybe she was displaying too much breast, she
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thought, but defiantly decided against changing.
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Finally, slipping her small feet into a tall pair of stiletto
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high heels, she was ready.
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She quickly gave her long, tawny hair a few strokes with a
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brush, fluffing and patting it into place. Then picking up her
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perfume atomizer, she sprayed perfume behind her ears and down
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the deep crack of her cleavage. Stepping back, she examined
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herself in the mirror.
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Satisfied, she took a deep breath and left her room. Going down
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the stairs, she looked down and saw that her breasts, even
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though tightly confined, jiggled nicely as she stepped down the
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stairs. Stepping off the stairs, she went to the hall closet
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and pulled out a sweater. Draping it over her shoulders, she
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still felt as jittery as a cat in a rocking chair factory and
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was seriously thinking about calling off her date. Deciding
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that she would call Gloria for support, she stepped into the
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kitchen and reached for the phone.
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"Wow, Mom, you look great," Justin exclaimed from the table.
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"What, uh, oh, Justin," she said, surprised to see her son in
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the kitchen, "I didn't know that you were down here."
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"Just having something to eat," he grinned at her, his eyes
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moving up and down her body.
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She felt uncomfortable about the way his eyes roamed over her
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body, but she couldn't really blame him. She was rather
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provocatively dressed after all.
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"Who's the lucky guy?" he asked her.
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"Some guy named Anthony. Gloria's friend," she whined, "but I
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don't know, I'm thinking about calling up and telling Gloria
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that I have a headache. I'm really afraid to go out with
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someone I don't even know."
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"Aw, Come on, Mom," Justin urged her on, "You need to go out
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and have some fun. You're a beautiful woman and any man would
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be thrilled to have a date with you."
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"You really think so," she asked him, feeling his reassurance
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give her ego a much needed lift.
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"There is no doubt in my mind," he said emphatically, "Unless
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he is crazy."
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"Oh, I just don't know if I've got the courage," she blubbered,
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her confidence still shaky after her divorce.
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"Well, if you don't want to go out with someone you don't
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know," he said, standing up and walking over to her, "I'll go
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out with you."
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"You mean that you wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with an old
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lady like me?" she asked coyly.
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"Ashamed. Did you say ashamed," he asked incredulously,
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wrapping his arms around her and giving her a gentle hug, "I'd
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be the envy of the town."
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"Even if I'm your Mom?" she laughed softly, feeling safe and
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sheltered in his arms.
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"Even if you're my Mom," he grinned, stepping back away from
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her, "And the best looking Mom in the world, I might add."
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"You really think so," she halfheartedly queried him.
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"Trust me on this one, Mom," he proclaimed proudly, "You are a
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very beautiful woman."
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"Thank you so much," she told him, giving him a soft, gentle
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kiss on the cheek, "You make me feel so good. Just talking to
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you is, is, uh, wonderful. Knowing I have your support means so
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much to me. You'll never know how much."
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"Well, you have it," he announced, sitting back down.
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Just then they heard the door bell ring.
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"That must be Gloria and the guys," she said, feeling the knot
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in her stomach tighten again.
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Striding to the door, she turned and spoke to him. "I don't
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know what time I will be home tonight, but it might be late, so
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don't wait up for me, Okay."
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"Sure, Mom," he chuckled knowingly, "Have fun, but not too
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much, if you know what I mean."
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"Oh, Shush," she chided him as she opened the door, "And Thanks
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again."
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"Well, Hello," the man at the door said as she opened it.
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"Hello," Susan returned, seeing that her date was a good
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looking man about her age.
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Maybe it will be a fun night after all, she thought as she took
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his hand and strolled out to the car with him.
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Susan, Gloria, Anthony, and Carl spent the evening dining,
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dancing and boozing at the Outback. It was around one-thirty
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before they finally staggered out to the car. Carl, the
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soberest of the group, was elected to drive home. Gloria
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crawled in beside him as Susan and Anthony flopped into the back
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seat. Carl made no effort to start the car and pulled Gloria to
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him. Susan watched drunkenly as the other couple began to kiss
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and paw each other.
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Susan knew that she was drunk, but so was everyone else so
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watching Carl and Gloria rollicking the front seat didn't seem
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to matter that much. Feeling slightly aroused by watching Gloria
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and Carl kiss, she felt Anthony's hand on her thigh. She was
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excited and pleased that he was making a move on her, but for
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some reason, she felt she should make some effort to dissuade
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him. But, before she could react on her premonition, she felt
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him slip his arm around her. Then, to her dismay, she felt his
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hand slip up under her skirt and she started to protest. But
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she was unable to as he pulled her to him and mashed his lips
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against her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. In a feeble
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attempt to fend him off, she reached down to push his hand out
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from under her skirt, but in her drunken state, she misjudged
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and her hand plunged into his lap. A jolt of excitement flashed
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through her as her hand brushed up against his hardness jutting
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up under his pants. Her inhibitions had been weakened by the
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gallons of booze it seemed she had consumed and instead of
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jerking her hand away from him, she gently squeezed the bulge in
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his pants. As she did, she felt his other hand slip down into
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the bosom of he dress and grab her breast. Feeling flustered by
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the attention she was receiving as he pawed her breast, she did
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nothing to stop his other hand as it slowly inched its way up
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her thigh. Caught up in the passion of the moment, she gave his
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rigid maleness another squeeze and began to tease his hardness
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through his pants.
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Basking in the glow of an unaccustomed passion, she reveled at
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the power she had over him as she felt him shudder. Her
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breathing was coming faster as she toyed with him through his
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pants. Then not believing what she was doing, she began to
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search for his zipper as she felt his fingers find the frilly
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hem of her panties. Suddenly, she held her breath as she felt
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his fingers ease under the bottom hem of her panties. She could
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feel his fingers probing closer and closer to her seeping
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womanhood when at last, she found the hasp of his zipper.
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Grasping the zipper tab, she quickly unzipped his pants and
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spread his pants open. Then, just as his fingers brushed over
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her tingling clitoris, she thrust her hand down into his pants.
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Struggling to find the opening in his shorts, she nearly fainted
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as his hot, probing fingers toyed with her throbbing clitoris.
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At last, she finally discovered the reinforced opening of his
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shorts and slipped her hand inside it. Both of them were highly
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aroused and she could feel Anthony's obvious urgency as she
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grasped his thick, hard cock in her hand. Then, tightly holding
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onto his cock, she tugged on him and extricated his rigid
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manhood out of his shorts, pulling it out into the open.
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Then he broke their kiss long enough to whisper as she began to
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stroke him.
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"Oh, My, God."
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As she gently ran her hand up and down his rock hard cock, she
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felt his fingers leave her clitoris and slowly move down to her
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drooling vagina. Deliberately, she spread her legs apart as she
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felt his thick, hot fingers probe the wet, stickiness of her
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aching womanhood. As she ran her hand up and down his thick,
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pulsating maleness, she felt him run his fingers around her
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dripping femininity softly probing and exploring the soft flesh
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surrounding her wetness. Then, suddenly, he slowly eased one
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finger into her hot, clenching pussy.
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"Oh, That feels good," she whispered softly and felt him slide
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a second finger into her, "That, too."
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As she gently masturbated him, he tenderly slid his fingers in
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and out of her sopping slit. Kissing and fondling each other,
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both of them felt their passion rising. Then suddenly, they
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heard Carl groan. Pausing for a moment, they looked up to see
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Gloria's head rise up from Carl's lap. They both saw the dim
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light glistening from the wetness of Gloria's lips as she leaned
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over and gently kissed Carl's cheek. Realizing that Gloria had
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just sucked Carl off, Susan became so excited she felt dizzy.
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Then as they resumed their own touching and stroking, they
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heard Carl start the car. They didn't stop even as they felt
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the car pull out of the parking lot. They renewed their petting
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with a heightened sense of urgency as the car bounced along.
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Susan's hand was now roughly lurching up and down Anthony's
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jutting manhood while his fingers wildly slashed in and out of
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her weeping gash. She could feel herself growing feverish with
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desire for the real thing as Anthony's fingers slithered in and
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out of her. As if it would compensate for absence of his cock
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inside her, she roughly beat his meat with her hand. As she
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did, she could feel his breath coming faster and faster as he
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grew more and more excited. Gently nipping his ear, she felt
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him groan as his cock swelled and suddenly jerked in her hand.
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Realizing that he was cumming, she thrust her other hand down
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over his spurting cock to keep it from spurting his semen out
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all over both of them. Her hands were soon coated with his hot,
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sticky cum as she felt his cock jump, spit over and over again.
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She could feel the wicked heat of his thick, creamy cum running
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down and covering her hands as time after time, his cock spewed
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out gusher after gusher of the sticky, hot semen.
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At last, she felt his cock give one final feeble little lurch
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and begin to shrivel and shrink. As his cock began to wither,
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she felt him slowly ease his fingers out of her sopping pussy.
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Releasing his cock, she watched as he stuffed it back into his
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pants as gently as he could.
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"God, I'm shorry," he whispered drunkenly as she wiped her hand
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on his pants.
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"That's shokay," she returned, unable to enunciate clearly
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either.
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"I cunt stop t," he groaned softly.
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"That's shokay," she told him again, "Don wrry bout it."
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Then all at once, the car stopped and Susan saw that they were
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at her house. Glancing down to see if her dress was covering
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her, she saw that Anthony's pants were coated with his
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discharge. She started to laugh at the absurdness of it all,
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but held it back. Hoping that her clothes were properly
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arranged, she reached for the door lock.
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Struggling with it drunkenly, it took several moments, but she
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finally unlocked it and pushed it open. Picking up her purse,
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she leaned over and gave Anthony a kiss on the cheek.
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"Latr, Antony," she mumbled drunkenly as she stumbled out of
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the car, "I had fn."
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"Wnt me wak to yr dr," he asked her, still trying to zip his
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pants back up.
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"Naw, I'm fn," she muttered.
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"You two okay," Gloria asked from the front seat.
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"Shure," Susan told her as she wobbled out of the car and
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nearly fell on her face, "Had fn, see yu latr."
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"Are you sure you're okay?" Gloria asked as she watched Susan
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reel up the sidewalk to her house.
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Susan didn't hear her and continued to stagger up the sidewalk
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chuckling softly to herself. At last she made it to the door,
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and stopped. Leaning against it, Susan waved at the car.
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Reaching into her purse, it took her forever to find her keys,
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but she finally did. Then unlocking the door, she pushed it open
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and with a final wave, watched the car slowly roll down the
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street leaving her standing just outside her door.
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Stumbling inside, she closed the door behind her and lurched
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herself across the room. Stumbling several times, she was
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finally able to make it up the stairs. Standing at the top of
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the stairs, she couldn't believe she had let herself get so
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drunk. Thankfully, she had made it home and now all she had to
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do was make it to her bedroom. Staggering down the hall, she
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found the first open door and weaved into the room. Tottering
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over to the bed, she laid her purse on the nightstand and fell
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back onto the bed and was asleep almost by the time her head hit
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the pillow.
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Justin was suddenly jarred awake from a dead sleep. Something
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or someone had just come crashing down on his bed. For a few
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moments, he didn't know what to do. At last he got a whiff of
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his mother's erotic perfume and realized she had mistakenly
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gotten into his bedroom. Sitting up, he cautiously reached over
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and gently touched her. Then he got a whiff of her breath and
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knew that she was drunk. Feeling for her shoulder to shake her
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awake, his hand brushed over her soft, yielding breast and he
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felt a fiery tingle of sexual excitement course through his
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body. Alarmed at his reaction toward her, he quickly moved his
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hand up to her shoulder and gently shook her. Getting no
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response, she shook her shoulder harder. Even after four or
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five times, he still got no reaction.
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Carefully, he slowly got up out of his bed and turned his
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night-light on. Looking down, he saw that his mother must have
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mistaken his room for hers. She still had all of her clothes
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on, but she was dead to the world. Walking around to the side
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of the bed where she lay, he stood looking down at her for
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several moments. Abruptly, he realized that he was naked and
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his cock was hanging down , thick and heavy. Shamefully, he
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walked over to his bathroom and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it
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around his waist, he hid his semi-erect manhood. Somehow, he
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had to get his mother into her bed. If he didn't, she would be
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mortified in the morning.
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Taking a deep breath, he leaned down and slipped one hand under
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her neck and another under the back of her knees. Straining, he
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struggled to lift her up into his arms. As he lifted her, she
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squirmed and mumbled something unintelligible but still didn't
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wake up. Turning, with her in his arms, he stumbled out of his
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room and down the hall. As he reeled down the hallway, grunting
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with effort, he felt the towel wrapped around his waist come
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undone and fall to the floor. He nearly tripped over it as it
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fell to the floor, but he was having enough trouble carrying his
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mother and didn't stop. At last, he staggered into her room as
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her arms and legs flailed about lifelessly. Careening across the
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room, he made it to her bed and as gently as he could, deposited
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her onto it.
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Standing up, he reached behind himself and rubbed his back.
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Carrying his mother down the hallway had been hard work and now
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his back ached from the exertion. At last, he reached over and
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flicked on her night light. Standing by her bed, he looked down
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at her, He saw that her dress had ridden all the way up and now
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he could see the frilly hem of her panties. Inexplicably, he
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felt another spark of excitement surge through his genitals.
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Then, appalled, he found himself wanting to take her clothes
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off.
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He couldn't understand what had come over him. He had never
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even dreamed of seeing his mother naked, but now, for some
|
|
unknown reason, he found himself struggling with an overpowering
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urge to see her that way. Ashamed of himself, he turned and
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started to leave her room, but as he started to move, he felt
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his big cock slap against his thigh. Looking down, he saw that
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his penis was rapidly swelling into hardness. Stopping, torn
|
|
between leaving and staying, he turned and looked back at his
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mother lying on her bed. She was so beautiful and vulnerable,
|
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as she lay there, he found himself being drawn back to her. He
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was powerless to stop himself as he slowly plodded back toward
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the bed.
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Stopping by her bed, he looked down on her adoringly. Feeling
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as if he was possessed by some ungodly devil, he couldn't stop
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himself. He reached down and slowly eased the shoulder straps
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of her dress down off the soft, rounded slope of her shoulders.
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His heart was in his throat as he gently tugged the red velvet
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straps down the soft velvety skin of her arms. The straps
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slipped halfway down her soft, smooth arm before the material
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tightened around her arm and would move no further. Knowing her
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dress wouldn't go any farther without being unzipped, he stood
|
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trying to fight off the evil demon that was driving him do this.
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What if she woke up and caught him, he wondered. He could say
|
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that she looked uncomfortable and he was just trying to make her
|
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more comfortable. He knew that if he unzipped her dress, he
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wouldn't be able to stop until she was naked.
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Then with a fatalistic shudder, he reached down and gently
|
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rolled her over onto her stomach. As he did, his heart almost
|
|
stopped when she murmured and stirred momentarily. But, much to
|
|
his relief, she quickly fell back to sleep once again.
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Feeling himself start to sweat, he cautiously sat down on the
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bed beside her. Tentatively, still not understanding what it
|
|
was that was driving him to perform this macabre deed, he
|
|
reached out and took hold of her zipper tab of her dress.
|
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Grasping it between his thumb and finger, he gingerly eased it
|
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down her long, smooth back watching with wonder and admiration
|
|
as the material slowly parted, revealing the soft, smooth skin
|
|
below it. As he pulled the zipper farther and farther down her
|
|
body, he felt the spit in his mouth turn to cotton as he tried
|
|
to swallow. Then abruptly, the zipper reached the end of its
|
|
path. Stopping, he stared down at her back and saw that her
|
|
too-tight brassiere was digging into the flawless softness of
|
|
her flesh. Ever so slowly, he reached down to the clasp that
|
|
held her brassiere together. With fingers of clay, he clumsily
|
|
struggled to unfasten her brassiere. It seemed to him to take
|
|
forever to finally unsnap the dastardly catch holding her
|
|
brassiere secured to her upper torso. It seemed to be designed
|
|
to frustrate him, but he ultimately succeeded in unlocking it.
|
|
Then pausing again for several moments, he waited before
|
|
proceeding. Then, as delicately as possible, he carefully
|
|
turned his mother back over onto her back. As before, she
|
|
mumbled something and stirred for a moment, but quickly slipped
|
|
back into unconsciousness.
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|
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|
Pausing for a moment, Justin glanced down at himself. He
|
|
couldn't believe how hard his penis was. It was so hard, it
|
|
actually ached as it jutted up at least ten inches into the air.
|
|
Finally looking away from the evil, bloated monstrosity jutting
|
|
up out of his groin, he returned to removing her dress. Slowly,
|
|
he began to ease the shoulder straps down his mother' arms once
|
|
again. Enraptured, he watched as the soft, clinging material
|
|
magically fell away from her exquisite bosom as he slipped the
|
|
straps down her arms. Once the straps had cleared her arms, he
|
|
dropped them and feverishly took hold of the top of her dress.
|
|
Taking one final, deep breath, he began to purposefully tug her
|
|
dress down. The soft, velvet material slowly crept down off her
|
|
magnificent breast, still covered with the sheer, laciness of
|
|
her brassiere. Once clear of her mountainous breasts, he
|
|
continued to inch the dress down until he found the lacy
|
|
sheerness of his mother's panties and garter belt. Stopping, he
|
|
tried to swallow but found his mouth so dry that he couldn't
|
|
swallow. Then with a finality he couldn't believe, he pulled
|
|
her dress slowly down her long, silky legs until at last it
|
|
slipped off over her feet. Awkwardly, he folded the dress and
|
|
laid it down at the foot of her bed.
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|
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|
Turning back to her, he finally had a true appreciation for her
|
|
elegant beauty. He sat for at least a minute, just drinking in
|
|
her incomparable beauty. In his eyes, she was the most
|
|
beautiful woman he had ever seen. Why hadn't he seen this
|
|
before, he wondered to himself as he gently ran his hand down
|
|
one of her long, elegant legs encased in the silky smoothness of
|
|
her hose.
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|
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|
Reaching up, he anxiously lifted the soft, lacy sheerness of
|
|
her brassiere up off her mountainous breasts. Their grandeur
|
|
nearly took his breath away. Still staring at the flattened
|
|
works of art, pressed down by their weight and size, he solemnly
|
|
laid her bra atop her dress. He continued to stare down at the
|
|
big beautiful mountains of soft, smooth pink flesh. Each big
|
|
breast was topped with a cup of darker pink flesh with a pebbled
|
|
texture and a big, round nipple jutting out proudly from its
|
|
center. Fighting the urge to reach down and squeeze the
|
|
magnificent peaks of perfection, he instead reached down to her
|
|
garter belt. Anxiously digging under the firm muscles of the
|
|
back of her leg, he managed to tug it out from under the cheeks
|
|
of her ass. His fingers feeling as big and awkward as baseball
|
|
bats, he slowly pulled the garter belt down, still fastened to
|
|
the sheer hose. Glancing up at his mother's face, he saw that
|
|
she still slept. Barely able to breathe himself, he began to
|
|
pull her garter and hose down her long, magnificent legs. He
|
|
pulled the film of nylon and laciness of her garter down her
|
|
thigh, over her softly rounded knee and then across the sweeping
|
|
swell of her calf. At last, he slipped the filmy gauze off over
|
|
her feet. Once removed, he let the shimmering transparencies
|
|
and lacy frills float down onto the top her other clothes.
|
|
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|
At last she lay before him with only her panties protecting her
|
|
from total nudity. He suddenly became aware that he was
|
|
sweating profusely and could scarcely breathe as he stared down
|
|
at her. Catching his breath as best he could, he warily reached
|
|
out and delicately slipped his fingers under the lacy waistband
|
|
of her sheer, high-cut panties. Then feeling his heart
|
|
threatening to explode, he began to ease the feathery lightness
|
|
of her panties down off her flat, hard stomach. Inch by inch,
|
|
their sheer transparency slipped farther and farther down,
|
|
revealing more and more of the luxuriant forest of soft, curly
|
|
pubic hairs underneath it. The mat of kinky, brown hair thickly
|
|
covered her soft, vulnerable underbelly hiding her secret place
|
|
from him. It was almost more than he could stand as he
|
|
continued to pull her fluffy light panties down her long,
|
|
curving legs. At last, they slipped down off her hips. Now the
|
|
lush growth of pussy fluff that covered her womanhood was
|
|
clearly visible.
|
|
|
|
Gasping like an asthmatic, he stopped and delicately pushed her
|
|
legs apart just a tiny bit. Wanting to spread her legs apart
|
|
wider, he stopped himself and started pulling her panties down.
|
|
Then with a fiery shock, he saw the crotch of her panties wetly
|
|
sticking to her woman-place. Just the idea of his mother being
|
|
wet in that place was enough to make him almost loose control
|
|
and shoot off. He couldn't believe how totally erotic and
|
|
wicked it was to see her place so wet that it had completely
|
|
soaked through her panties. My God, he thought, she must be
|
|
having a wet dream. Then with an overpowering urgency to see
|
|
her vagina, he roughly tugged her panties down her legs and off
|
|
over her feet. Tossing the panties atop the other clothes, he
|
|
anxiously stared down between his mother's legs. Although she
|
|
was now naked, her womanhood was still concealed by her lush
|
|
forest of pubic hairs. Staring hard, Justin thought he could
|
|
vaguely make out the wet cleft of pink flesh sparkling through
|
|
her hair in the dim light. Then he felt an evil impulse come
|
|
over him, and he couldn't fight the dark urge to see her vagina
|
|
completely exposed.
|
|
|
|
Bending down over her, he took hold of her thighs and ever so
|
|
slowly began to force her legs farther and farther apart. As he
|
|
did, the soft pinkness in between her legs became more and more
|
|
visible as her womanhood slowly blossomed open like the petals
|
|
of a beautiful pink flower. Then all at once, he saw the soft,
|
|
pink folds of her vaginal lips gape open, unmasking his mother's
|
|
most sacred of places. Spellbound, he stared down into the soft,
|
|
glistening wetness of her gaping vagina for what seemed like
|
|
hours. Then as he continued to gape at her ripe wetness, he
|
|
suddenly felt as sharp pain lance through his balls. Groaning,
|
|
he tore his eyes away from her sinful wickedness just in time to
|
|
avert a disastrous eruption. Trying to think of something else
|
|
for a moment, he found his eyes immediately drawn back to the
|
|
gleaming wetness of her soft womanhood lying before him. He
|
|
suddenly had an overpowering urge to touch the shocking beauty
|
|
of her deep, seeping love wound. His mind and body had been
|
|
taken over by some wicked demon and there was nothing he could
|
|
do could stop the impulse. He knew that he would go to hell for
|
|
doing it, but not even the threat of being plunged into a lake
|
|
of everlasting fire brimstone could stop him. Justin slowly
|
|
reached down to his mother's obscenely exposed vagina. Closer
|
|
and closer he came, until at last he felt a flash of electricity
|
|
shoot up his arm, paralyzing it as his finger finally touched
|
|
the soft, pouting wetness of her beautiful womanhood. Straining
|
|
to keep from spurting his boiling seed out into the air, he
|
|
fought to move his arm but couldn't. He was paralyzed for
|
|
several moments as wicked, evil thoughts churned through his
|
|
mind. Finally, the feeling returned to his hand and he slowly
|
|
ran his finger around the soft, smoothness of the fleshy lips
|
|
surrounding her fiery slit. Unknown to Justin, his mother was
|
|
dreaming that she was being chased by a giant cock and it had
|
|
finally caught her. Waiting fearfully, she watched the gigantic
|
|
prick slowly ease itself up to her pussy. Then suddenly, she
|
|
felt it touch her.
|
|
|
|
Overcome by excitement, Justin gently explored the hot,
|
|
dripping opening of her vagina with his finger.
|
|
|
|
Susan could feel the giant penis slowly working its way around
|
|
the fleshy opening of her aching vagina as she waited
|
|
breathlessly for it to enter her.
|
|
|
|
Finally, Justin slowly slid his long, thick middle finger down
|
|
into the hot, clinging wetness of his mother's slavering love
|
|
wound. Susan suddenly felt the great penis slide into the hot,
|
|
itching channel of her vagina. The touch felt so real, she
|
|
didn't know if it was a dream or real and found herself
|
|
struggling toward consciousness. Seeing his mother stir and her
|
|
eyes trying to flicker open, Justin quickly jumped up and
|
|
reached for the switch to the night-light. Groggily opening her
|
|
eyes, Susan was shocked to see a man standing by her bed. She
|
|
didn't see his face as her eyes were instantly drawn down to his
|
|
gigantic penis jutting out at her. She had never seen a penis
|
|
so large and powerful. Then just as she was just lifting her
|
|
eyes up to look at his face the room was suddenly plunged into
|
|
darkness.
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Part 2
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She hadn't had time to see who it was that owned such a
|
|
beautiful monster.
|
|
|
|
Justin saw his mother's eyes open just as he touched the light
|
|
switch. Her eyes had immediately gone down to his penis and then
|
|
started up his body just as he flipped the switch. He was
|
|
afraid to move. He hoped that she hadn't seen his face, but
|
|
there was no way he could know.
|
|
|
|
The lights had gone out too quickly. Susan hadn't had a chance
|
|
to see whom it was standing by her bed. Trying to part the
|
|
drunken fog she found herself in, she could only remember that
|
|
she had been out with Gloria's friend. She couldn't even
|
|
remember his name now. The real scary part was how had he
|
|
gotten into her room. She didn't remember inviting him into the
|
|
house and for some reason she vaguely thought his penis was
|
|
much smaller than the colossus she had just seen. Maybe she was
|
|
just so drunk, she had forgotten about inviting him into her
|
|
house and as horny as she was it didn't surprise her. Whatever,
|
|
she decided, she wasn't going to pass up a chance to have his
|
|
big, beautiful cock inside of her aching pussy.
|
|
|
|
Blindly, she groped out for the giant man-thing that had been
|
|
pointed at her when the lights went out.
|
|
|
|
Afraid to move, Justin stood still as he heard his mother's bed
|
|
creak. Paralyzed with fear and shame, he stood by her bed hoping
|
|
that she would go back to sleep. What would she do if she caught
|
|
him in her room?
|
|
|
|
Then without warning, he felt something brush against his
|
|
jutting manhood. Before he had a chance to react, he suddenly
|
|
felt his throbbing cock grabbed by his mother's hot, clenching
|
|
hand. He felt like he had just been doused with a blast of icy
|
|
cold water as he realized his mother had her hand wrapped around
|
|
his throbbing penis. "Oh, Please make love to me," she gushed,
|
|
pulling on his giant cock. Justin felt like his heart would stop
|
|
beating at any second as his mother impatiently pulled on his
|
|
painful manhood. Cursing himself for getting into such a
|
|
predicament, he didn't know what to do. She must not have seen
|
|
his face, he thought as he wondered how to get out of the
|
|
dilemma he had gotten himself into.
|
|
|
|
"Please, make love to me, please," he heard his mother beg
|
|
again as he stood by the bed, paralyzed with fear and indecision
|
|
while she continued to pull on his cock.
|
|
|
|
How could he live with himself if he did what she wanted, he
|
|
thought as he heard the bed creak again.
|
|
|
|
Then he gasped in disbelief as he felt his mother wrap both
|
|
hands around his bounding maleness. He couldn't let it happen,
|
|
he thought. Somehow he had to stop her.
|
|
|
|
Then, his mind went numb with shock as he felt his cock being
|
|
enveloped in his mother's hot, wet, sucking mouth.
|
|
|
|
There was no way he could stop the gigantic gusher of thick,
|
|
hot cum that came shooting up from his balls and spewing out
|
|
into her mouth. "UNHGGGGRRPPPPHHHHHH," he growled, trying to
|
|
disguise his voice as much as he could under the circumstances.
|
|
Then another spasm of pleasure tore through his cock as it
|
|
jerked wildly and sent another great geyser of his thick,
|
|
virulent boy-cream into his mother's hot, slurping mouth.
|
|
|
|
It felt to him like she was sucking his life's essence out
|
|
through his cock as she sucked on him harder and harder. As she
|
|
sucked, his cock lurched and jerked again and again, spurting
|
|
gusher after gusher of his heavy, egg-laden semen into her
|
|
mouth. It came pouring out of him like water out of a broken
|
|
water main. Ten times it jumped and erupted, then fifteen, then
|
|
twenty. He couldn't make it stop as it continued to buck and
|
|
spit out his life's cream.
|
|
|
|
Then, at last when it felt like she was going to suck his balls
|
|
inside out, he finally stopped cumming in her mouth.
|
|
|
|
Having taken every drop of the thick, viscid cum that had
|
|
poured out of the man's huge cock, Susan quickly moved her head
|
|
back. Letting the giant cock slip out of her mouth, she laid
|
|
back down and spread her legs apart. Reaching out, she dug her
|
|
long, sharp fingernails into the man's back and pulled him down
|
|
on top of her.
|
|
|
|
"Hurry, put it in me and we'll make it hard again," she cooed
|
|
to him, not knowing that her son had just emptied his balls into
|
|
her mouth. Still weak from his orgasm, Justin couldn't stop
|
|
himself from falling on top of his mother as she pulled him down
|
|
onto her. Even as he fell, he felt his mother urgently guiding
|
|
his shrinking manhood down to the hot, weeping gash between her
|
|
legs. Powerless to stop himself now, he gave up any hope of
|
|
escaping and struggled up to his hands and knees over her.
|
|
Crawling up between her outstretched legs, he could feel her
|
|
urgency as he let her lead them down the fiery path to their
|
|
doom. It seemed to take all night for her to guide his cockhead
|
|
down to her waiting vagina. But at last, he felt his
|
|
hypersensitive cockhead slip down into the hot, drooling wetness
|
|
of her gaping love pit.
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|
|
|
"Oh, God, you're huge," she moaned as she felt his massive
|
|
cock knifing down into her pussy. Unknowingly, she let her
|
|
son's great, dense man-weapon slowly penetrate the hot, clinging
|
|
wetness of her vagina, spreading and stretching her to her
|
|
limit. She couldn't believe how big the monster was as it cut
|
|
deeper and deeper into her aching love wound. Then, just when
|
|
she felt like her cunt would burst, she felt the man's hairy
|
|
belly grind up against her belly as his hot, dangling balls
|
|
slapped against her upturned butt.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, you've filled me to the brim with your huge, wonderful
|
|
wand," she gushed appreciatively.
|
|
|
|
Although his cock had started to shrink immediately after he
|
|
had cum in her mouth, it was now rapidly regenerating itself.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, My God," she gasped as she felt him growing larger inside
|
|
her, "you're getting bigger and harder."
|
|
|
|
After a few moments, Justin felt his giant cock had regained
|
|
most of it hardness and he slowly withdrew it from his mother's
|
|
hot, slavering scabbard. Then he began to fuck her with long,
|
|
deep strokes.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, I Love it," she muttered as she lifted her
|
|
long, shapely legs up, making herself even more vulnerable to
|
|
the deep, plunging thrusts of his cock, "Oh, Yes, Baby, Fuck me
|
|
like that."
|
|
|
|
She could feel the man's ripeness growing harder inside of her
|
|
as they fucked. Even in her drunken state, she felt herself
|
|
being quickly whisked along the path toward an unbelievable
|
|
climax. Never had she felt a penis fit her to such perfection.
|
|
It was as if it had been designed specifically for her vagina.
|
|
Although it was huge, it fit her perfectly. She couldn't have
|
|
designed one that fit her more exquisitely.
|
|
|
|
Needing to feel the ethereal rush of pleasure that she knew
|
|
would come with her orgasm, she dug her heels into the man's
|
|
bounding ass, urging him to fuck her harder and faster.
|
|
|
|
Justin responded to her coaxing and began to drive his revived
|
|
hardness into her deeper and faster with each stroke.
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"Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes, Oh, Yes," she panted as he
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continued to pound his cock into the sopping heat of her wet,
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slippery pit.
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Both of them could feel the impending implosion of pleasure as
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it grew closer and closer.
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Suddenly, it was on them like a beast of the jungle attacking
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its prey.
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"Oh, FUCK, I'M CUMMMMIIIINNNNN," she groaned as her body began
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to writhe and shake underneath her son.
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But even as she shuddered and shivered under him, he felt his
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cock lurch and send out a huge, gelantious spurt of his
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white-hot cum deep inside her burning socket.
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Wrapping her arms around him, she ground her pussy up into his
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thrusting belly, taking every last bit of his spurting maleness
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into her pussy.
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"Oh, Give, It, All, To, Me, Oh, Yes," she whispered, nibbling
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on his ear at the same time.
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Trying to please her, he drove his cock into her again and
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again, each time releasing another geyser of his white-hot cum
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deep inside her clenching cunt.
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It seemed like they had been climaxing for an hour, but at last
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the final ecstatic tingle coursed through their bodies
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announcing the end of their orgasms.
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Unable to hold himself up, Justin tried to roll off her, but
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instead flopped down half on and half off her with his cock
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still imbedded inside her.
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The alcohol in her system suddenly took over once again and
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within moments, she was fast asleep again.
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She was so far gone this time, she didn't even feel her son
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slowly pull his shrunken, drained manhood out of her sopping
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cunt. Nor did she see him slink out of the room like a beaten
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puppy.
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Skulking down to his room filled with shame, he stepped into
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his room and closed the door. Filled with disgust and repulsion
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for what he had just done, he went into his bathroom and turned
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on his light. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was surprised
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that his looks hadn't changed. He was so ashamed of what he had
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done, he thought that he would see some difference in his
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appearance. After all, now he was a mother-fucker. But the boy
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staring back at him, looked the same as he always had.
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Maybe he had dreamed it, he thought until he looked down at his
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dangling cock. It was still wet with her juices and a tiny
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little dribble of cum dangled from the head of his cock.
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Apparently the remains of their love-making. How could he have
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done what he did, he asked himself as he grabbed a towel and
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tried to wipe all the evidence of their sin from his shrunken
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cock.. It seemed to take forever, but finally his cock showed
|
|
no signs of their indiscretion. After cleaning himself up, he
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trudged back to his bed and laid down. Lying there, remembering
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what it had been like to make love to his mother, he thought he
|
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would never be able to go to sleep. But finally, exhaustion won
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out and he fell asleep again.
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It was almost nine o'clock before Susan woke up the next
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morning. The instant she woke, she knew that she had not been
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an angel the night before. Her head ached and her mouth felt
|
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like someone had been walking in it in a pair of combat boots.
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Running her tongue around inside her mouth, she suddenly became
|
|
aware of the lingering taste of semen mixed in with the awful
|
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taste of leftover booze. Opening her eyes, she slowly turned
|
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her head to see if there was anyone in bed with her. Thankfully
|
|
there wasn't. Lying there, she tried to think back to the
|
|
events of the previous night, but she could only vaguely
|
|
remember bits and pieces of what had happened.
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She had some indistinct memory of masturbating Anthony in the
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back seat of someone's car. But why would she have semen in her
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mouth, she didn't remember sucking him. It didn't make sense.
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Then as she moved, she felt the sticky, clinging remains of
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man's deposit covering her groin. Then she had a strange
|
|
feeling inside of her vagina. It felt as if she had been
|
|
stretched her to the limit. It was quite obvious that she had
|
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made love to someone the night before, but she couldn't remember
|
|
who it was.
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Then she dimly remembered a man in her bedroom. She could
|
|
remember the man had a huge penis and she had sucked him off.
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That was how she got the semen in her mouth. Then they had made
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love. She couldn't believe that she had been so drunk that she
|
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had invited a man into the house while Justin had been there.
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How stupid could she be? What if he had caught her in the act,
|
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she shuddered. She must be more careful in the future, she
|
|
thought as she groggily sat up. Sitting on the edge of the bed
|
|
wishing she hadn't drunk so much the night before, she saw her
|
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clothes lying on the foot of her bed.
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Someone had taken the time to fold them neatly and put them in
|
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a neat stack on her bed. The whole thing was getting stranger
|
|
by the minute, she thought as she cursed her lack of memory.
|
|
Finally, after a few more moments of unsuccessful memory
|
|
searching, she shook her head and struggled to her feet.
|
|
Looking around for more clues, she didn't see any more
|
|
surprises. Her head throbbing painfully made her trip into the
|
|
bathroom seem to take forever..
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|
|
|
Some of her memory returned and she remembered that it was
|
|
Sunday. Then she recalled that she had several errands to run.
|
|
Trying to shake her headache, she took a couple of aspirins and
|
|
stepped into the shower.
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|
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|
After dressing, she hurried down to Justin's room to tell him
|
|
that she had to go out. Seeing his door ajar, she peeked inside
|
|
and was shocked to find him lying on his bed naked. Starting to
|
|
step back in shock, she saw his eyes were closed and realized
|
|
that he was still asleep.
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|
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|
Stopping for a moment, she looked back into his room. Knowing
|
|
that it was wrong, she still couldn't keep her eyes off his
|
|
dormant manhood. She couldn't believe her eyes. What had
|
|
happened to her little baby, she wondered as she stared at his
|
|
giant penis. Even soft, Justin's penis was bigger than most
|
|
men's were hard.
|
|
|
|
After a few moments, she came to her senses and blushing she
|
|
looked away from the sleeping monster. Ashamed of herself for
|
|
even looking at him, she stepped back out and softly closed his
|
|
door. Funny, she thought, but she had an uneasy feeling that
|
|
there was something vaguely familiar about his penis, but she
|
|
hadn't seen him naked in years. The last time she had seen his
|
|
thing, it was a little boy's penis, not the huge monster that it
|
|
was now. Blushing even more, she rushed down the stairs. She
|
|
could feel her face burning with embarrassment as she stopped in
|
|
the kitchen. Grabbing a pencil, she quickly wrote a note to let
|
|
Justin know where she was. It read:
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Justin,
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|
I just wanted to thank you for last night. It was wonderful.
|
|
If I had only known sooner, I would have done it sooner. I'm
|
|
ready to do it again, as soon as I can. I've got some errands to
|
|
run today. I should be back home around six-thirty. I can't
|
|
wait to be with you. Hope you have a nice day. I will knowing
|
|
that I have you with me.
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|
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|
Love and Kisses,
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|
Mom
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|
Leaving the note propped up against the salt shaker, she rushed
|
|
out of the house, her face still warm with shame.
|
|
|
|
Finally Justin woke up. Sleepily looking down at his watch and
|
|
saw that it was one-thirty. Wow, I almost slept all day, he
|
|
thought to himself as he stretched and yawned. Why had he slept
|
|
so long, he wondered.
|
|
|
|
Then suddenly, like being doused with a bucket of ice water,
|
|
the events of the previous night came rushing back to him with
|
|
terrifying clarity. A cold sweat popped out on his forehead as
|
|
he thought about how close he had come to getting caught.
|
|
|
|
He knew that what he had done had been destructively wicked,
|
|
but even now he could feel his manhood hardening as he thought
|
|
about it. Did his mother know it was him, he wondered
|
|
fearfully. Maybe she did. But maybe she didn't want for him to
|
|
know how despicable she thought he was. He knew that the
|
|
suspense of not knowing would drive him crazy. He would have to
|
|
find out one way or the other.
|
|
|
|
After lying in bed thinking about it for the longest time, he
|
|
finally got up and slowly got dressed. Steeling himself for the
|
|
worst, he reluctantly set out to walk down to his mother's room.
|
|
Seeing her door open, he fearfully peeked inside. A rush of
|
|
relief washed over him when he saw that she was gone.
|
|
|
|
Looking around her room, he saw that little had changed from
|
|
the previous night. Strangely, her clothes were still lying in
|
|
the neat little pile at the foot of her bed where he had put
|
|
them. Walking over to her bed, he looked down and was appalled
|
|
to see the dried, crusty patches of his cum on the sheets.
|
|
|
|
It was a strange feeling to know that it was his cum and he had
|
|
put it there while he had been fucking his mother. Then, he
|
|
caught a wisp of the haunting fragrance of her perfume. It was
|
|
indistinct and mixed with her other womanly smells, but just
|
|
smelling her again was making him horny. Then to his dismay, he
|
|
felt himself growing hard again. Shamefully, he turned and
|
|
quickly left the room.
|
|
|
|
As he started down the stairs, he suddenly realized that he was
|
|
starving. Hurrying down to the kitchen, he started for the
|
|
refrigerator when he saw the note on the table. Curious, he
|
|
walked over to it and picked it up. Seeing that it was in his
|
|
mother's handwriting, he had a sudden feeling of dread.
|
|
Fearfully, he read it.
|
|
|
|
Justin,
|
|
|
|
I just wanted to thank you for last night. It was
|
|
wonderful. If I had only known sooner, I would have done it
|
|
sooner. I'm ready to do it again, as soon as I can. I've got
|
|
some errands to run today. I should be back home around
|
|
six-thirty. I can't wait to be with you again. Hope you have a
|
|
nice day. I will knowing that I have you with me.
|
|
|
|
Love and Kisses,
|
|
|
|
Mom
|
|
|
|
My God, he thought to himself as he reread her note, she must
|
|
have known. He couldn't believe it, but he read it again and
|
|
still came up with the same conclusion. Still he pondered the
|
|
note and read it one more time, just to be sure as he went over
|
|
it sentence by sentence I just wanted to thank you for last
|
|
night. What else could she be thanking me for last night, he
|
|
wondered. We only talked about her going out on a date and that
|
|
was no big deal. She had to be talking about making love.
|
|
|
|
It was wonderful. What else could she be talking about? It
|
|
was wonderful for him, too and it must have been for her, too,
|
|
he thought excitedly.
|
|
|
|
If I had only known sooner, I would have done it sooner. Does
|
|
that mean that she liked me so much that if she had known we
|
|
could have been making love before? What else could it mean?
|
|
Oh, God, I can't believe how lucky I am, he rejoiced silently.
|
|
|
|
I'm ready to do it again, as soon as I can. She wants to do
|
|
it again. God, does she really want to do it again. She must.
|
|
Oh, I want to make love to her again too. God, I wish she was
|
|
here right now so we could do it. God, I can't believe it, he
|
|
thought as his penis began to throb at the prospect of making
|
|
love to her again. I should be back home around six-thirty. I
|
|
can't wait to be with you again. She should be home around
|
|
six-thirty and she wants to be with me, again. She wants to be
|
|
with me when she gets home. She wants to do it again tonight
|
|
when she gets home.
|
|
|
|
Love and Kisses. He felt a thrill tear through his penis. She
|
|
wants to kiss and make love. Oh, it's wonderful, he drooled as
|
|
he read the note one more time. The interpretation, now set in
|
|
his mind was only reinforced every time he reread the note.
|
|
|
|
The hunger he had felt earlier was now gone, but he forced
|
|
himself to make a sandwich and eat it. Taking her note into the
|
|
recreation room, he reread it over and over again as he tried to
|
|
watch a football game. Unable to concentrate on the game, he
|
|
tried to figure out what he should. As he did, his mind kept
|
|
going over the contents of the note, cementing his
|
|
interpretation of its intent permanently into his mind. Wishing
|
|
his mother hadn't left for the day, he kept glancing down at his
|
|
watch every couple of minutes. Fidgeting and fretting on the
|
|
couch, he finally unzipped his pants and pulled his giant cock
|
|
out. Gently stroking the hardened monster, he thought back to
|
|
the night before and wondered what it would be like making love
|
|
to his mother with the lights on. Would she be shy and awkward
|
|
or would she be comfortable and confident. He couldn't believe
|
|
that he was even thinking these thoughts when a day earlier the
|
|
thought of making love to her had never crossed his mind.
|
|
|
|
Finally, he saw that it was five-thirty. Only one hour to
|
|
wait, he thought as he bounded up the stairs to his room, his
|
|
giant cock bouncing up and down in front of him like a broken
|
|
spring.
|
|
|
|
In his room, he slipped his clothes off and hurried into his
|
|
shower. Turning the water on as hard and as hot as he could
|
|
stand it, he spent the next fifteen minutes thoroughly rubbing
|
|
and washing every pore of his body. He wanted to be pristinely
|
|
clean for his mother. Lastly, he lathered up his great cock and
|
|
began stroking it as hard as he could. With the giant clenched
|
|
in his fist, he beat it up and down harder and harder until he
|
|
felt his cum almost reach the boiling point. Then, just before
|
|
his cock erupted, he stopped and leaned back against the shower
|
|
wall, looking down at it as it pulsated up and down wildly,
|
|
still threatening to explode at any second. Finally, he
|
|
regained control and stood under the water letting it wash away
|
|
the thick, soapy lather off his jutting cock.
|
|
|
|
Finally able to trust his cock not to explode, he stepped out
|
|
and grabbed a towel. Drying off most of the water, he picked up
|
|
his watch and saw that he had only twenty minutes to wait before
|
|
his mother returned. Splashing his face with aftershave lotion,
|
|
he giggled drunkenly as he grabbed a dry towel and confidently
|
|
strolled down the hall to his mother's room. Taking her blow
|
|
dryer out of her bathroom, he plugged it in next to her bed.
|
|
Picking up his mother's clothes, he neatly set them down on her
|
|
dressing stool. Walking back to the bed, he pulled the bedspread
|
|
down. Then he brazenly crawled onto her bed and sat down in the
|
|
middle of it. Vainly striking several different poses, he tried
|
|
to picture the way his mother would like to see him when she
|
|
walked in. At last, he decided on a pose with the towel draped
|
|
over one leg and his thick, turgid cock fully exposed and lying
|
|
draped over the other leg. Glancing at his watch nervously, he
|
|
saw that he only had ten minutes to wait as he flicked on the
|
|
blow dryer and began drying his hair.
|
|
|
|
The loud whine of the blow dryer hid the sound of his mother
|
|
returning and he was unaware that she had come back.
|
|
|
|
Setting her purse and a sack of groceries on the table, Susan
|
|
saw that Justin had gotten her message as the note was gone.
|
|
Smiling, she stepped out of the kitchen and stopped in front of
|
|
the mirror. Looking at herself in the mirror, she gently fluffed
|
|
up her hair before strolling over to the stairs. She carried a
|
|
single red rose in her hand for Justin to thank him for his
|
|
support the previous night. Smiling happily, thinking how nice
|
|
it was to have such a son, she started up the stairs.
|
|
|
|
Half way up the stairs, she realized that the sound of the
|
|
blowdryer was coming from her room. That was strange, she
|
|
thought. Why would Justin be using her blowdryer when he had
|
|
his own. Maybe his was on the blink, she thought to herself as
|
|
she walked down the hall toward her room.
|
|
|
|
Seeing that the door was open, she smiled and stepped into her
|
|
bedroom.
|
|
|
|
Her mouth fell open in stunned astonishment as she saw her son
|
|
sitting in the middle of her bed, stark naked and blow-drying
|
|
his hair.
|
|
|
|
"OH, MY, FOR GOD'S, WHAT IN THE NAME OF, OH MY, WHAT ARE YOU
|
|
DOING?" she was finally able to blurt out, her face burning a
|
|
bright crimson. "What, UH, WHAT, YOU MEAN THAT YOU DIDN'T, UH,
|
|
OH MY GOD, YOU DON'T REMEMBER," he gasped, grabbing at the towel
|
|
and jerking it over his towering penis.
|
|
|
|
"WHAT IN HEAVEN'S NAME DO YOU MEAN?" she gasped.
|
|
|
|
"YOU REALLY DON'T REMEMBER," was all he could foolishly repeat.
|
|
|
|
"OH, MY GOD, IT COULDN'T BE," she groaned as realized what he
|
|
was insinuating.
|
|
|
|
No wonder her son's gigantic penis had looked vaguely familiar
|
|
that morning.
|
|
|
|
Feeling her knees start to buckle, she stumbled back against
|
|
the wall and leaned against it to keep from falling.
|
|
|
|
"God, MOM, I'm sorry," Justin apologized profusely, not knowing
|
|
what to do or say, "I thought your note meant, uh, meant that
|
|
you knew." "Knew what?" she fearfully asked, not wanting to hear
|
|
what she knew he was going to say and hoping against hope that
|
|
he wouldn't confirm what she suspicioned.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, God, I don't know how to say it," he groaned in misery.
|
|
"Does it have to do with last night?" she asked, panic starting
|
|
to control her.
|
|
|
|
"Yes," he said softly, not knowing how to tell her.
|
|
|
|
"Was.......Was........Did we.......Did we...," she stammered,
|
|
not able to pronounce the words.
|
|
|
|
"Yes," he cried out, "I'm so sorry, Mom."
|
|
|
|
"Oh, My God," she wept, "I've ruined you."
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Mom, it wasn't your fault," he sobbed, scrambling to his
|
|
feet.
|
|
|
|
As he stood, he forgot his towel and it dropped to the floor
|
|
and his swollen, rigid manhood bounded into view once again.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Shit," he grunted, reaching down and grabbing the towel.
|
|
Wrapping it around his waist, he rushed over to his mother.
|
|
|
|
"I thought you knew by the way your note read," he sniffled,
|
|
stepping up to her and hesitantly wrapping his arms around her.
|
|
|
|
"No, I didn't," she cried, reluctantly letting him take her
|
|
into his arms, "I was so drunk I didn't remember what happened."
|
|
|
|
"God, I'm so sorry, I could die," he muttered, pulling her to
|
|
him and slowly leading her back over to the bed.
|
|
|
|
"What's done is done, I guess," she sobbed, letting him ease
|
|
her down onto the bed.
|
|
|
|
"I'm so sorry that it happened," he tried to comfort her, "but
|
|
it was wonderful, Mother,"
|
|
|
|
"We can't ever let it happen again," she mumbled emphatically
|
|
as he pulled her to him tightly.
|
|
|
|
"I know, but," he gulped, painfully aware of how aroused he
|
|
was. "It was the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to
|
|
me." He mumbled, stunned by how he could be so excited just by
|
|
her nearness, "Yes, My , but we can't do it, ever again.
|
|
NEVER." she explained to him as she looked down and saw his
|
|
penis jutting up underneath the towel wrapped around his waist.
|
|
|
|
"It was a terrible, terrible thing we did and we must never,
|
|
ever do it again," she said emphatically, "Do you understand?"
|
|
|
|
"I know, Mother," he groaned, in agony.
|
|
|
|
He was being torn apart inside. One part of him wanted to obey
|
|
her but another part of him wanted to make love to her again.
|
|
|
|
Then he felt something inside of him snap. He had to make love
|
|
to her again or die. The need was so overpowering, he knew that
|
|
he couldn't control it. As he was consumed by the unholy desire
|
|
for her, he felt himself lusting for her but loving her too.
|
|
|
|
Pulling her closer to him, he ran his hands down her back
|
|
savoring the feel of her soft skin under her dress. He knew
|
|
that he was about to do something so sinister and perversely
|
|
evil, it would change their lives.
|
|
|
|
Then powerless to stop himself, he ran his hands down over the
|
|
swelling curve of her firm, round buttocks. Cupping the soft,
|
|
pliant cheeks of her ass in his hands, he pulled her into him,
|
|
grinding his huge cock into her stomach at the same time.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, No, Justin, Oh, No, we can't," she gasped, half-heartedly
|
|
trying to push him away from her.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Mother Please," he blubbered pitifully as he squeezed and
|
|
fondled her buttocks through her dress, "Just one more time."
|
|
|
|
"No, Baby, We can't," she moaned, embarrassingly aware of her
|
|
son's obvious erection as he thrust himself into her stomach,
|
|
"We mustn't, Honey, we just can't do it again."
|
|
|
|
"God, Mother, I can't stop myself," he grimaced, covering her
|
|
face with soft, little butterfly kisses as he tried to cover her
|
|
elusive mouth with his own hungry lips.
|
|
|
|
"Justin, Please don't," she sobbed, turning her head back and
|
|
forth to keep his lips from finding hers, "We CAN'T."
|
|
|
|
"Oh, MOTHER, I need you so badly," he panted, finally finding
|
|
her mouth with his lips.
|
|
|
|
"JUsstnnmmppphhhhh," she mumbled as Justin's mouth found hers.
|
|
|
|
Then she felt her son's tongue stab into her mouth. Shocked,
|
|
she suddenly felt a spark of desire erupt inside her.
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How could this be happening, she cursed herself. And why was
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she being aroused by his attention while she was repulsed by
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what he was doing? Disgusted with herself for becoming aroused
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by him, she still tried to push him back away from her, but he
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was too strong for her. Holding her tightly against his body,
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Justin explored her mouth with his tongue as his need for her
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became unbearable.
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Suddenly, he released her and pulled back away from her.
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"Oh Thank you, God," Susan blurted out as she saw Justin roll
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away from her and step down off the bed, "Thank God, you came to
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your senses."
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Then her joy turned to alarm as she saw Justin tear off the
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towel that had been hiding his huge, jutting manhood and fling
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it to the floor. "Oh, No, Baby," she gasped as he stood before
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her with his giant cock jutting out at her like some malignant
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serpent waiting to strike her. Then before she could move, he
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reached down and thrust his hands up under her dress.
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Pushing at his arms, she tried to move away from him only to
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feel his hands slide up under her dress farther and farther.
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Then with his hands and arms thrust up under her skirt all the
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way to his elbow, he grabbed hold of the waistband of her
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panties.
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Susan didn't know what to do. It was all happening so fast she
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didn't have a chance to stop him. She couldn't believe this was
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happening to her as she felt his fingers dig into her belly.
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Then she felt him hook his fingers under the waistband of her
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panties and begin to pull them down. Fighting to stop him, she
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pressed her legs together as tightly as she could. Hoping she
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could keep him from pulling her panties off, she quickly
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realized that he was just too strong when she heard her panties
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tear. Then she felt him forcefully tug the tattered remains of
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her panties down her legs. Mortified, she felt her panties slip
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down farther and farther until they were down around her ankles.
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"Please, Baby, Don't do this to me," she pleaded with him again
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as he jerked her shoes off and tossed them aside.
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Her pleas fell on deaf ears as she watched her son fling her
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panties across the room.
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She could see that he was out of control. She had never seen
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him like this before. He was like an animal in heat. She
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realized that there was no way she could stop him now.
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His eyes glinting evilly, Justin took hold of her ankles and
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tried to force her legs apart.
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Resisting as much as she could, she knew that it was in vain as
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she felt her legs rapidly growing tired as his strength slowly
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overcame her.
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Trying to force his mother's legs apart, Justin felt her
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resist, but as he kept pushing, he felt her legs begin to quiver
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and tremble.
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"Oh, NO, Justin, Please don't do this," she begged him one more
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time. Ignoring her appeal, Justin kept prying at her legs until
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he felt the trembling grow more pronounced as she struggled to
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keep her legs together. Then slowly, her legs began to part,
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and Justin, realizing that he was about to overcome her, doubled
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his efforts.
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Tiring quickly, Susan was unable to defend herself anymore as
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she finally gave up.
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Abruptly, her legs parted revealing the soft, fleshy core of
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her sexuality to her son once again.
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He stopped for a moment, staring down at the glistening wetness
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between her legs.
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"Please, Baby, Don't do this to Mommy," she moaned as he
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continued to hold her legs apart and stare down at her gaping
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womanhood.
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Then he slowly began to pull her toward the edge of the bed and
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the gigantic, monstrosity that jutted out of his groin.
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Whimpering plaintively, Susan tried to push her dress back down
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and cover herself.
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Justin kept pulling her toward him until her butt was perched
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on the edge of the bed. Easing himself up between her long,
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lovely legs, Justin began to push her dress back up her soft,
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tanned thighs. She continued to fight him until he grabbed her
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hands. Holding her hands tight with one hand, he pushed her
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skirt back up her legs with his other hand. Finally, he won out
|
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and her dress lay crumpled around her waist and he could once
|
|
again see the wet pinkness of her womanhood glistening between
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her legs.
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"Please don't, Baby," she begged futility.
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Then he shuddered and pulled her toward him. Both of them
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|
watched in disbelief as his big, purple headed monster nudged up
|
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against the soft, yielding lips that surrounded her vulnerable
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femininity.
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"Oh, My, God, Please, Baby," she moaned one last time.
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"OH, FUCK," Justin groaned as pushed himself at her and felt
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his gigantic cockhead slip into the soft, clinging wetness of
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her vulnerability.
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It was all he could do to keep from erupting inside the hot,
|
|
clenching sheath of soft wetness as it slowly slithered into
|
|
her. Gritting his teeth, he slowly slid himself deeper and
|
|
deeper the burning circle of fire. He had to struggle mightily
|
|
to keep from erupting inside the hot, clenching sheath of soft
|
|
wetness, but he didn't explode as he slowly slid himself deeper
|
|
and deeper inside her.
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"Oh, My, God, Justin, you're too big," Susan groaned as she
|
|
felt her vagina being stretched to its limit by her son's
|
|
gigantic cock just as it had been the night before,
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|
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Justin didn't speak as he continued to slide his cock into his
|
|
mother's steaming slit. Pushing himself into her, he drove his
|
|
cock deeper and deeper into the hot, dripping depths of her
|
|
clinging channel of velvet softness until at last, it was
|
|
completely buried inside of her.
|
|
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|
Groaning as he held himself firmly thrust up against her, he
|
|
leaned over her and reached down to her dress that now lay
|
|
crumpled around her waist. With his cock fully penetrating her
|
|
sopping pussy and her soft, inner thighs pressing against his
|
|
hips, Justin reveled in the feel of her heavenly cunt wrapped
|
|
around his cock. Still holding his cock inside her , he
|
|
smoothed out her dress and reached down to its zipper.
|
|
Leisurely, he unzipped her dress as she watched on with disgust
|
|
and shame. With her dress unzipped, he began pushing it up her
|
|
body. Pushing it higher and higher, he finally pushed it up
|
|
over the mountainous swell of her breasts.
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|
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|
Realizing that she could not fight him off, she conceded defeat
|
|
at the hands of her son. Even though he was violating her in
|
|
the most vile and reprehensible way imaginable, she still
|
|
couldn't bring herself to hate him.
|
|
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|
Knowing that she had already taken him willingly once before,
|
|
she felt herself slowly begin to enjoy the feel of his gigantic
|
|
cock inside of her. What they were doing was vile and heinously
|
|
wicked, but still she couldn't stop the feeling of pleasure that
|
|
was flowing from her vagina. Yielding herself to her destiny,
|
|
she mentally conceded defeat at the hands of her son. What
|
|
could she do to stop it anyway, she thought as she made the
|
|
decision to give herself to him willingly once again.
|
|
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|
Once she had surrendered herself to him, she found the next
|
|
step so much easier. Reaching down, she took hold of her dress
|
|
that was now wrapped around her neck and quickly pulled it up
|
|
over her head in one swift movement. Tossing her dress aside,
|
|
she now lay under her son, clad only in a diaphanous brassiere
|
|
that held her big, beautiful breasts confined.
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|
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|
Justin had seen her breasts last night, but in the dimness of
|
|
her night light, he had only had a hint of their real beauty.
|
|
He dreamily stared down at the mountainous globes of flesh
|
|
confined inside the filmy transparency of her brassiere like a
|
|
man possessed. Then, lovingly, he reached down to them. Gently
|
|
hooking his fingers under the bottom of the bra, he started to
|
|
push the brassiere up off her breasts.
|
|
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|
Not wanting him to tear the dainty brassiere, she quickly
|
|
reached down and pushed his hand away from it. Then ever so
|
|
slowly, she slipped her fingers down between the half-mooned
|
|
cups of her bra to the row of tiny red clasps running down
|
|
between her breasts. Seeing that her son was intently watching
|
|
her fingers, she leisurely unhooked the top clasp of her
|
|
brassiere. Then waiting for a few more moments, she moved down
|
|
to the bottom clasp and with a quick flick of her fingers, she
|
|
popped the bottom catch open. The instant her brassiere opened,
|
|
her opulent breasts spilled out into the open. Gaping open
|
|
mouthed, Justin stared down at his mother's bare breasts for the
|
|
longest time before he could move. Then, leaning forward,
|
|
Justin tried to wrap his hands around their huge perfection, but
|
|
found they were too large for him to encircle with his hands.
|
|
Feeling their soft perfection under his fingers, Justin began to
|
|
squeeze and fondle them lovingly.
|
|
|
|
Staring up at her son, she watched him change from a boy into a
|
|
man in the space of one heartbeat. Her illusion of him staying
|
|
her little boy his whole life had abruptly and unalterably
|
|
changed the moment they had become one again. Even as he
|
|
defiled her, she couldn't stop loving him. She still loved him
|
|
as any mother would love her son, but there was a new, dark side
|
|
to her love for him. It was as if her love for him was mutating
|
|
even as she looked up at him. Her motherly love for him was the
|
|
same, but she could feel herself falling in love with him as a
|
|
man. As he held himself inside her, violating her inner
|
|
sanctity and touching her breasts so softly and gently, she felt
|
|
herself falling in love with him as her lover. While her love
|
|
for him as her son was a deep and unwavering, the other love she
|
|
felt for him was violent and passionate. Who knew what the new
|
|
love would bring, she thought, as she waited for her new lover
|
|
to transport her to the next plane of their incestuous union.
|
|
|
|
Standing between his mother's statuesque legs with his giant
|
|
peter buried all the way up to its hairy hilt inside her hot,
|
|
clenching cunt, he gently toyed and played with her breasts. As
|
|
he did, he could feel her persuasively squeezing his waist with
|
|
her thighs. Waiting, he saw her slowly spread her long,
|
|
curvaceous legs wider apart as she lifted her legs and wrapped
|
|
her ankles around his waist. Then he felt her gently squeezing
|
|
his waist with her calves as she nudged his butt with her heels,
|
|
forcing his belly into hers. He suddenly realized that not only
|
|
had she had stopped fighting him, but she now seemed to be
|
|
coaxing him to make love to her. His eyes were filled with her
|
|
beauty as he towered over her, incestuously connected to her by
|
|
his bloated man-thing. He could feel her soft, silky cunt
|
|
gently squeezing and milking his stiff, unyielding manhood as
|
|
his eyes pored over her awesome beauty. How could this be
|
|
happening. He had never even thought of his mother sexually
|
|
until last night and now he was making love to her for the
|
|
second time in two days. She was the very epitome of beauty
|
|
from her soft, billowing mane of mahogany hair to her dainty
|
|
little pink tipped toes, he thought as he ground himself into
|
|
her. He couldn't help quivering with excitement as his eyes
|
|
swept down over her voluptuous breasts to the profusion of
|
|
fur-like hair covering her love wound where their bodies became
|
|
one. Even her smell was intoxicating as he breathed in deeply
|
|
to savor the mix of fragrances wafting up from her. The soft
|
|
sensuous fragrance of her erotic perfume was intermingled with
|
|
the musky smell of her estrous wafting up from where their
|
|
bodies became one filling his head with the heady aroma. It
|
|
filled his nostrils and awoke in him some deep, hidden primitive
|
|
drive that he had never experienced before. Unable to hold back
|
|
anymore, he quickly slid his arms under her perfectly sculptured
|
|
legs and lifted them, exposing her defenseless womanhood to his
|
|
gigantic love-spear. Withdrawing the entire length of his
|
|
long, thick cock, he looked down and saw that it was dripping
|
|
with juices from her sopping cunt. Shuddering with excitement,
|
|
he jerked her long legs up against him, brutally sending his
|
|
cock ripping back into her.
|
|
|
|
"OH MY LORD," Susan gasped as she felt his huge peter slash
|
|
back into her aching pussy.
|
|
|
|
Justin had become a madman and immediately began to saw his
|
|
huge cock in and out of her like some crazed animal.
|
|
|
|
Within seconds, he was slamming his giant prick in and out of
|
|
her drooling love-place so fast, she barely had to time to enjoy
|
|
one thrust before the next one jarred her from the tips of her
|
|
toes to the top of her head. As her son hammered his cock into
|
|
her over and over again, she shamefully took him. Wickedly, she
|
|
loved the way he made her feel. Her inflamed slit felt like it
|
|
was burning with an unholy fire as she reveled in the feel of
|
|
her son's massive male weapon pistoning in and out of her.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, JUSTIN, My Baby," she gurgled ecstatically as she
|
|
surrendered herself to him heart and soul.
|
|
|
|
The barbarous feeling he was bringing out in her was quickly
|
|
propelling her toward a cataclysmic orgasm as they fucked. As
|
|
wrong and evil as it was, it felt wonderful to have her son
|
|
inside of her. Would she be able to live without him now that
|
|
he had returned to the place where he had been created. Just as
|
|
he had once fulfilled her motherly needs, he was now fulfilling
|
|
her carnal needs. She wondered if she would ever be able to love
|
|
another man, now that her son had possessed her.
|
|
|
|
Whatever, she knew that their lives would never be the same
|
|
again. But even as she tried to make sense out of it, she
|
|
realized she couldn't concentrate on the problem with the
|
|
wondrous feelings pouring from her pussy. The growing river of
|
|
pleasure pouring from her cunt was demanding all of her
|
|
attention.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, BABY, Fuck Mommy, Oh, MY, BABY, I, Love you," she gushed
|
|
out as Justin slammed his great cock in and out of her drooling
|
|
love pit. Wanting him to know she was now willingly giving
|
|
herself to him, she dug her fingernails into his shoulders.
|
|
Holding onto him tightly, she savored each deep, bone jarring
|
|
thrust as he drove his cock into her again and again. Her
|
|
muscular thighs were still wrapped around his waist and her long
|
|
perfectly formed legs began to rock back and forth above him as
|
|
he fucked her. As his hips flashed up and down faster and
|
|
harder, she dug her heels into his rebounding ass every time he
|
|
drove his cock back into her sopping love channel. In and out,
|
|
in and out, his prick his plowed into her drenched cunt until it
|
|
was covered with a frothy coating of lather. As they fucked
|
|
with abandon, both of them could feel themselves being sucked
|
|
toward a climax of such magnitude it would threaten their very
|
|
lives.
|
|
|
|
Then suddenly, without any warning Susan felt like a bomb had
|
|
gone off inside of her pussy as she felt her son's gigantic
|
|
penis explode inside her.
|
|
|
|
"OH, FUCKING HELLLLLLLLLL," she gasped as she felt his cock
|
|
bolt inside of her.
|
|
|
|
His cock spurted out a gusher of thick, hot boy-cream so hot it
|
|
felt like it had scorched the delicate lining of her convulsing
|
|
pussy. The instant she felt him climax, she felt her own body
|
|
react and her vagina locked down on her son's enormous prick.
|
|
Even as she tripped off into her own soul-consuming orgasm, she
|
|
could still feel her son's potent ejaculate coating the lining
|
|
of her pussy with its blistering heat. Then she felt her whole
|
|
body began to shake and writhe uncontrollably as the exquisite
|
|
pleasure of her orgasm spread out from her spasming cunt. Even
|
|
as the muscles in her body contracted and tightened into bands
|
|
of steel, she could still feel Justin's thrusting, spurting
|
|
manhood spewing out its fiery load into her clutching, grabbing
|
|
cunt over and over again.
|
|
|
|
Her spirit slipped from her writhing, convulsing body and she
|
|
floated above them, watching her son ram his cock into her
|
|
spiritless body. Even dispossessed from her body as she was, she
|
|
felt like the sensitive lining of her of her cunt was being
|
|
blistered by the hot, thick, gelatinous semen spewing out of her
|
|
son's great erupting penis. Then she felt a river of cum gush
|
|
out of her overfull cunt as her son filled her to the point of
|
|
overflowing. But still his elephantine cock continued to buck
|
|
and surge inside of her spitting more and more cum into her
|
|
until both of them were dripping with its hot, sticky thickness.
|
|
|
|
Justin had never felt such a totally addictive pleasure in his
|
|
whole life. He felt as if his very life-source was gushing out
|
|
of his cock and there was nothing that could stop it. It flowed
|
|
from him out into his mother in a never ending stream. Never
|
|
before had his big, dangling balls produced so much egg-rich
|
|
milk. He felt as if he had been cumming inside of her for
|
|
hours, yet his great, surging monster continued to spurt
|
|
uncontrollably. His great engine was being driven by the sheer
|
|
eroticism of fucking his mother and the feelings, both physical
|
|
and mental were beyond belief. It was the most sexual exciting
|
|
and gratifying thing he had ever done. Yet at the same time it
|
|
was the most perverse, despicable thing he had ever done. Ever
|
|
muscle in his body was locked down in one all encompassing cramp
|
|
as he held himself buried deep inside the soft, clutching depths
|
|
of his mother's overflowing pussy. He was reaching the point of
|
|
collapse when finally he felt the flow of semen pouring from his
|
|
huge cock slow to a trickle. Then after a few more feeble
|
|
little jerks, his big prick finally stopped pouring its thick,
|
|
rich cum into his mother. As his cock stopped, he could feel
|
|
his big dangling balls aching from the exertion of shooting so
|
|
much cum into his mother.
|
|
|
|
As his own aching muscles slowly relaxed and his cock began to
|
|
deflate, he felt the taut, tensed muscles in his mother's body
|
|
sluggishly relent and soften. As they did, he felt her long,
|
|
shapely legs creep down his legs until her feet finally touched
|
|
the floor. Standing on his knees between his mother's
|
|
outstretched legs, he suddenly felt a stab of remorse tear into
|
|
his heart. Now that the deed was done and the overpowering
|
|
pleasure he had felt was gone, he was experiencing an
|
|
overwhelming sense of guilt and fear. Looking down to where
|
|
their bodies were still linked together in an immoral alliance,
|
|
he saw that his mother's soft, inner thighs glistened with his
|
|
semen.
|
|
|
|
"Oh, What have I done to you, Mother," he sobbed, backing away
|
|
from her pulling his puffy, swollen cock slowly out of her
|
|
dripping cunt. Unable to take his eyes off his thick, pink
|
|
penis as it disgustingly slithered back out of her fleshy pink
|
|
wound, he backed away from her. As his heavy, bloated penis
|
|
slipped out of her, it drug the evidence of their incestuous
|
|
coupling out of her, dripping it down onto the floor between her
|
|
feet.
|
|
|
|
"Can you ever forgive me?"
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Baby, don't cry," she told him, struggling to a sitting
|
|
position and extending her arms to him, "It is over and done
|
|
with and there is nothing that can change it."
|
|
|
|
"Oh, Mommy, I was so wrong to do it to you, but, but, I just
|
|
couldn't stop," he wept as still backed away watching his long
|
|
shrinking cock continue to ooze out of her.
|
|
|
|
At last, his giant cockhead flopped and out of her and at least
|
|
a cup of frothy white excudate gushed out of the deep, wet
|
|
pinkness between her legs. Embarrassingly, it splashed down
|
|
between them forming a puddle on the floor. Neither of them
|
|
spoke for several moments as they stared down at the puddle of
|
|
love-juice between her feet.
|
|
|
|
"I should be taken out and shot," Justin finally moaned in
|
|
disgust as he stood up.
|
|
|
|
Then another pang of remorse washed over him as he looked down
|
|
at his mother and saw her staring at his cock that was now at
|
|
her eye level. Disgusted, his eyes followed hers down to his
|
|
penis. It was no longer hard, but it was still heavy and thick
|
|
as it dangled down from his belly.
|
|
|
|
"Come here, Baby," Susan said softly, reaching out to him.
|
|
|
|
Hesitantly, Justin moved toward her, carefully avoiding their
|
|
puddle of spent lovejuice on the floor.
|
|
|
|
Reaching out, Susan gently wrapped her arms around his hips and
|
|
embraced him lovingly.
|
|
|
|
"What we did was wrong," she said, "But it was what we did.
|
|
When you first wanted to do it, I could have stopped. But, but,
|
|
maybe down deep, deep inside, I wanted you too. Whatever, it
|
|
happened and I enjoyed it just as much as you did, so I am just
|
|
as much to blame as you are."
|
|
|
|
"But I started it," he sniffled.
|
|
|
|
"No, I started it last night," she told him, "And then when you
|
|
wanted to do it again, I didn't stop you."
|
|
|
|
"But, but, what now," he stuttered.
|
|
|
|
"I don't know," she sighed, looking up at him, "I just don't
|
|
know..........."
|
|
|
|
"I know that we should stop it here and now, but....."
|
|
|
|
"But, but what," he asked her dejectedly.
|
|
|
|
"I don't know if we can," she said tiredly admitting defeat, "I
|
|
think we have just gone too far."
|
|
|
|
"What, what, what does that mean," he stammered, afraid to
|
|
believe what he thought he was hearing.
|
|
|
|
"It means that I've never felt what I felt when we were making
|
|
love," she said softly, "I don't think I can deny myself such
|
|
ecstasy forever. Do you feel the same way?"
|
|
|
|
"Oh, God, Yes," he gushed, reaching down and pulling her head
|
|
into his stomach.
|
|
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"Oh, be careful, Baby," she smiled up at him, "Don't break my
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neck."
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"Oh, I'm sorry, Mother, I didn't mean to hurt you," he gurgled
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happily, "But I'm so happy."
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"I can see that," she laughed softly, looking down to see his
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thick, wet penis rapidly swelling back to hardness as it rose up
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before her..
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"Oh, I'm sorry," he blushed, "But I love you so very, very
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much, I just can't stop it from getting, uh, uh, hard."
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"Don't apologize," she told him, reaching out and lovingly
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stroking his ripening maleness, "Most men would kill for what
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you have."
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"Oh, Mom, stop teasing me," he blushed again.
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"I'm not teasing you," she said seriously, "You have the
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biggest penis I've ever seen on any man and you're still a
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teenager. I don't know where you got it from. It certainly
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wasn't your father. He was barely six inches long and yours
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must be what, nine or ten inches long?"
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"God, Mom, you're embarrassing me," he complained, leaning down
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and kissing one of her big, bulbous nipples.
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"What are we going to do, Mom," he finally asked her, letting
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her wet, slobber covered pap slip from his mouth.
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"What are we going to do about what?" she asked him, uncertain
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what he was leading up to.
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"I mean, are we going to keep doing it?" he questioned her,
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gently fondling her big, spongy breasts and tweaking her
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hardening nipples.
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"Do you want to?" she asked softly.
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"Oh, Yes," he blurted out excitedly, "Forever and ever."
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"Do you think you can keep it a secret?" she wanted to know,
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"Because if gets out that you are making love to me, we could
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both go to jail." "I will never, ever tell another soul," he
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promised her, taking her head in his hands and lovingingly
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kissing her on the lips, "It will be our secret, forever."
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"Well, since we live alone," realizing that she was probably
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making the wrong decision, "and it doesn't seem to affect anyone
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else, I guess that we can try it for a while and see what
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happens."
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"Oh, GOD, Mother does that mean that I can sleep with you at
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night?" he asked her eagerly as he slowly began leaning against
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her and forcing her down on the bed.
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"I don't know," she smiled up at him, sensing that he wanted to
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make love to her again, "I'll have to think about that."
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"It would be wonderful, if we could," he told her as he
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forcefully pressed down on the bed.
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"Then I wouldn't have to walk down here every time I wanted to
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make love to you, like now."
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"Just a moment, Young Man," she said forcefully, purposefully
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digging her fingernails into his rigid cock.
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"Ouch, Mom, you're hurting me," he yelped.
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"You have to remember that I am your mother," she cautioned
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him, digging her nails into his hardened manhood even harder.
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"And I still make the rules, to include when and where we will
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make love. Do you understand?"
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"Ow, Yes, Oh, Mommy, you're hurting me," he whimpered.
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"Okay, as long as you remember that I am your mother," she
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scolded him, slowly releasing his penis, "Now I'm sorry that I
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hurt you, but I had to get your attention."
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"You certainly got it," he complained, "and I'll do whatever
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you say."
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"Okay, would you like for me to kiss your owie and make it
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better," she smiled wickedly.
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"Oh, My, God, Yes," he groaned, struggling to get to his hands
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and knees.
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Waiting patiently, she watched as he straddled her and clumsily
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crawled up until his giant cock jutted out above her face,
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throbbing up and down like a huge malignant pink snake.
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"Oh, My lovely little Baby, you have such a beautiful, big
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penis," she cooed appreciatively as she reached up and slowly
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bent his pulsating masculinity down to her lips.
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Opening her mouth, she gently sucked her son's gigantic purple
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cockhead into her mouth. She could feel his growing excitement
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as she lazily ran her tongue around the bulging rim of his
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cockhead, tickling and toying with the little cleft under it
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where the glans corona was split.
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"Oh, Mother, you're going to make me cum too fast," he whined
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as he felt her start to suck on him.
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"Uuuuuhhhuuuhhhh," she mumbled, her mouth filled with his hot
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hardness.
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Her hot, sucking mouth gradually sucked more and more of his
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great, hard penis inside her mouth as his control grew more and
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more tenuous. Looking back down at his mother, he watched in
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fascination and disbelief as her full, pouting lips gradually
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crept up the thick, pink shaft of his cock. Soon almost half of
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it had disappeared inside her mouth. Then he saw her let it
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slip out as she swallowed a couple of time and quickly took
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several deep breaths. Then without warning, she quickly sucked
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him back into her mouth. This time she didn't stop. Justin
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felt her suck his entire cock into her mouth. He could feel his
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giant cockhead butt up against the back of her mouth, but she
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jerked him down into her and he felt his cock stab down into her
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throat.
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"OH, FUCKING GOD, MOTHER, YOU'VE DEEP THROATED ME," he gasped.
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He couldn't stop himself and he suddenly felt his cock jerk and
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spurt, sending a gusher of his cum down into her throat. The
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intensity of the pleasure that burst from his cock was such that
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his heart stopped beating for several beats as his penis spewed
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its frothy ejaculate directly into her throat. Then his whole
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body began to shake and shiver uncontrollably as his mother
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sucked on him. Afraid that he might have a heart attack, she
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hurriedly pulled her mouth back down the long, stiff barrel of
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his cock until only the hypersensitive cockhead remained inside
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her burning, sucking mouth. "OH, FUCK, MOTHER, I CAN'T......"
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Justin groaned collapsing down onto the bed beside her, rolling
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over onto his back and jerking his manhood out of her mouth.
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She realized instantly, by the way he fell that he had
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fainted. Then to her astonishment, she saw his great cock
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continue to spurt out huge gobs of his glutinous boycream,
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shooting it wastefully into the air. Quickly grabbing his
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jumping, spurting weapon, she furiously stroked him, watching
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the monster jerk and fire time and time again. Still running her
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hand up and down him, she was disappointed when his cock finally
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stopped erupting in her hand.
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She stopped running her hand up and down his thick, hard cock
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and found that his chest and stomach were covered with his own
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potent, seed-laden syrup.
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Sitting beside him, she watched him sleep for the longest time.
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At last, when his gigantic penis had returned to normalcy and
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lay on his stomach, shriveled and shrunken, she rolled over and
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pulled the covers up over herself.
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She hoped that she had made the right decision although there
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hadn't been any other real choice. Now she hoped that she could
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satisfy her son's almost insatiable need to make love.
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Whatever, she couldn't ask for a more potent and well-built
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young lover, she thought as she drifted off into dreams of giant
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male organs chasing her once again.
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The End (?)
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Hope that you enjoyed this one........The Baron from the Dark
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Side..:)
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